"Five catties of standard flour?" Chen Weiguo repeated in a deep voice.
If he went to a state-owned restaurant to eat now, he could order two well-made fish for less than one yuan. Now, he wanted to take ten catties of noodles from him just by casually getting two fish?
The pressure from Chen Weiguo's gaze made the thin man lick his lips nervously. He waved his hand guiltily and said," If you're unwilling, then four catties. No, no, no, three catties! Three catties of standard powder will do!"
Looking at the skyrocketing price, it was almost half the price in a short while.
Chen Weiguo almost laughed." You're not being honest in your business.”
With that, he turned around and left without looking back.
He hated this kind of person the most in his life. They were not honest at all.
Seeing that he was dressed well, she wanted to take advantage of him. Seeing that he was angry, she cowered faster than anyone else.
10 pounds of noodles was indeed nothing to Chen Weiguo. If the other party was really in trouble, he could give it to the other party, but he could not accept others cheating him.
This was his personality. If he was willing to give it to her, he wouldn't even blink. However, if the other party lied to him or took the initiative to ask for it, then the nature would be different. It would be strange if he would respond!
There was more than one fish seller in Pigeon City. If he really couldn't find one, he would go fishing in the river.
Seeing that he had left, the skinny man shrunk his neck. He wanted to chase after him but did not dare to. He could only change to another person to continue promoting. However, this time, he was much more obedient and did not dare to ask for an exorbitant price.
Chen Weiguo continued to walk into Pigeon City.
Pigeon City was crowded with people, leaving only a path wide for people to walk around. The left and right sides were densely packed with people who came to buy and sell things.
Some of them were just squatting on the ground, while others were carrying stools with the things they wanted to sell in front of them.
Most of them placed the items on the ground, and the more exquisite ones were covered with a layer of cloth.
Chen Weiguo was walking on the road with flour in his hand, attracting the attention of many people.
Standard flour was considered a hard currency in Pigeon City. It could be sold no matter what. It was especially popular among the rural people during the Chinese New Year.
The people in the countryside did not have any food supply. They had to grow their own land and eat it themselves. This year, there was not enough food. Most of the time, they could only eat bran.
The standard noodles were not as expensive as the rich and strong noodles. It was the most suitable noodles for ordinary families in the village to eat during the New Year.
Chen Weiguo wandered around for a while and finally found an empty seat. He carried the standard powder and squatted there. If he squatted too late, there would be no seat left.
As soon as he squatted down, someone immediately came over.
"Is this standard powder? How much is it?"
Chen Weiguo raised his head and saw that it was a thin and tanned old lady.
The old lady was wearing a flowery coat full of patches that had been washed until it had turned white. On such a cold day, she was only wearing a pair of old cotton shoes. There was even a hole on her big toe.
"16 cents." Chen Weiguo quoted a price that was one cent lower than the market price.
In fact, the price of standard flour in Pigeon City had long been more than 17 cents. After all, on the one hand, there was no need for food stamps. On the other hand, there was less food now, so there was even less standard flour.
If it wasn't for the fact that it was almost the new year, not many people would be willing to eat good noodles.
Upon hearing the price of 16 cents, the old lady's eyes lit up." How many catties are these? I want them all! Put it in my cloth bag."
As the old lady spoke, she took out a burlap bag that was full of patches and hurriedly shook it open, as if she would not be able to buy it if she was a step slower.
She only came to the city once every half a year. Today, she came here on the donkey cart of the neighboring family. She had been wandering around Pigeon City for half a day. Not only did she not sell the things she brought, but everything she asked for was more expensive than usual. She could not bear to buy them.
It was almost the New Year, so she wanted to buy some good noodles and meat so that the family could make dumplings to eat.
She did not dare to talk to Chen Weiguo, who was dressed so neatly.
But this young man didn't seem to lack money. If he brought the flour out to sell, he might be able to sell it cheaper than others.
She mustered up her courage to ask, and the result was really similar to what she had expected. This young man was really selling it at a low price!
"Are you really selling it for 16 cents?" The old lady asked again nervously, afraid that she had misheard and caused a misunderstanding.
Chen Weiguo nodded, stood up, and picked up the bag of flour." 10 catties of noodles, a total of 1.60 yuan. The bag of flour is yours."”
Although the old lady's burlap bag was patched, it was really too tattered. The noodles would probably leak out before they reached home.
When the old lady heard that, she happily bowed to Chen Weiguo.
This was a new flour bag. It could be sold for two cents in the market!
She had met a great benefactor today!
"Young man, a good person has a peaceful life! You will definitely be rewarded!"
As the old lady spoke, she took out a cloth pocket from the innermost layer of her clothes. When she opened the cloth pocket, it was still cloth. She tore it apart layer by layer. After removing seven or eight layers of cloth, she saw the money inside. It was all wool notes. The money was neatly arranged.
Chen Weiguo took a rough look and saw that there should be about ten yuan.
This was all the old lady had. This money was too precious to the old lady.
The old lady counted 1.6 yuan and counted twice before handing it to Chen Weiguo. She carefully took back the rest of the money.
She took the flour from Chen Weiguo and bowed to him." Thank you, young man. Thank you!”
Chen Weiguo quickly helped her up." Auntie, what are you doing? You're too polite!"
The old lady thanked him for a long time before she left with the flour bag.
Chen Weiguo finally heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the old lady walk away.
He was out doing business and had already received money. Why was it as if he was doing charity, and there were still people thanking him?
Fortunately, the old lady had left. Otherwise, if she bowed to him again, he might be too embarrassed to collect money from her.
Chen Weiguo put the money into the ring and saw that there was an extra 1.6 yuan in his balance.
Although it was not much money, the taste of earning money was really wonderful!
Today, he was mainly here to buy things, so he only planned to offer these ten catties of standard powder.
He stood up and started looking at the things he wanted to buy today.
The people living in the military compound were all leaders, just like his uncle. With their status, what kind of good things had they not seen?
Chen Weiguo planned to take a different approach and pick some rare wild goods from the mountains for Liu Xiaobai's father to try.
The good thing about Pigeon Market was that there were more people selling more types of things than usual.
Usually, the most popular food sold by the stalls on both sides was coarse grain, but today was different. There were many good things in the market.
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