Great Power Army Reclamation

There is a delicacy in northern Xinjiang called Mianfeizi, which is made by pouring batter into clean lung leaves and steaming them. The aroma of noodles and meat are perfectly mixed together. Then slice it into slices and season it with chili oil and garlic soy sauce. Every time you put your chopsticks on it, you can’t stop eating it.

After eating and drinking, we walked around the department store, and when the time was almost up, we went to school again. Zhao Ling'er was naturally surprised again when she saw him. This guy was getting better and better. If we maintain this frequency, there will be no difference between two people living in the same place.

Following Yang Geyong to the guest house, Yang Geyong first gave her the money from the sale, and then dragged the ten bags of chocolates out from under the bed.

Zhao Ling'er took out a piece and tasted it, then her eyes narrowed and she exclaimed: "This seems to be more delicious than the one Ye Yuze had before! Come on, take two bags and follow me to school."

The two of them came to the school cafeteria. Zhao Ling'er took out a few pieces and broke them open for the people around to taste. The girls exclaimed and gathered around, expressing their intention to buy. Ask Zhao Ling'er how much it costs?

Zhao Ling'er pondered for a moment and looked at the people gathered around her: "They are all classmates, so let's pay them fifty cents a piece."

The reason why this price was set was because at that time, students were given a monthly subsidy of 30 yuan by the state. In addition, parents of children from the Corps would also subsidize some. In this way, the living standard of college students was higher than that of ordinary employees. high.

Therefore, they are always at the forefront of this place in terms of food and clothing. It's just that supplies were scarce at that time, and sometimes even if you had money you couldn't buy anything good, so when chocolate appeared in front of them, they would naturally be welcomed.

Where are the two hundred pieces of chocolate enough? I was a little anxious when I saw what I couldn't buy. Especially boys, they all want to buy a few pieces to give to the girl they like, but now that they are gone, the order is a bit chaotic.

Zhao Ling'er quickly comforted her: "This is only a small amount, there are still 800 yuan left. You can wait at the school gate later. I guarantee that everyone will have it."

Zhao Ling'er was waiting at the school gate, while Yang Geyong hurried back to the guest house and took out the remaining chocolates. However, they still underestimated the purchasing power of students. After the items were sold out, half of the people still didn't buy them, which was embarrassing. The main reason is that many people spent a month's living expenses to buy it. At most, one person paid 50 yuan and took away a bag.

Although Zhao Ling'er repeatedly reminded her to consume rationally, it was of no use. Zhao Ling'er had no choice but to promise that within three days at most, she would let all the students who had not bought it buy it.

Back at the hotel, the two people started counting money. Although the price was set and the number of chocolates was there, who could stop two young people from having the addiction of counting money?

Four thousand pieces of chocolate, of course, cost two thousand yuan. Throw away the dozen pieces that you can taste for free, and the amount is negligible. Adding in the more than 800 yuan from Yang Geyong selling gadgets, one thousand yuan turned into 2,800 yuan in three days. This number scared Zhao Ling'er silly.

She stretched out her little face: "Yongzi, pinch me to see if I'm dreaming?"

How could Yang Geyong be willing to give up? He just covered her face with his hands and shook it: "Can we buy the goods when nothing happens in the afternoon? I will try to leave at night so as not to delay things."

Zhao Ling'er glared at him: "Why are you in such a hurry? Let's sleep here and leave tomorrow. I don't want to tire out my boyfriend because of money."

Yang Geyong giggled: "I'm not tired at all. I'll be there when I fall asleep."

"That won't work! If I tell you to go to bed, just go to bed!" After saying that, Zhao Ling'er picked up the money and walked out. Replenishing goods is a big deal, so I can’t mobilize my classmates to scan the goods this time. She pondered for a moment and then went to the Fourth Division headquarters.

After the Corps was restructured, it also had its own supply and marketing system. Although it is not perfect yet, the goods are sufficient, and many of the soldiers in the regiment still maintain the living habits of the army, and their clothes and bedding are still military products. In this way, a large amount of supplies will be accumulated.

Zhao Ling'er found her father's comrade and told her that she wanted to buy some supplies. The uncle asked about the quantity and agreed with a wave of his hand. Zhao Ling'er originally wanted Yang Geyong to stay one more night, but she didn't expect things to go so smoothly, so she had no choice but to ask him to pick up the goods and leave.

This time Yang Geyong bought all the bed sheets and quilt tops, not even the small items. He found that there was a relative lack of these items on the market and it was easier to exchange them.

One hundred yuan was kept as pocket money, and the remaining two thousand and seven were all purchased. This time Yang Geyong really couldn't carry it anymore. Someone from the supply and marketing department of the division headquarters sent a car to help him pull him directly to the station.

Originally, the ticket from Shihezi to Yining was five yuan, but this time he was charged fifteen yuan because there was a lot of goods. Then all the goods were loaded onto the roof of the car and set off.

It was midnight again when we arrived in Yining, and we could only stay at the station at this time. At least there was a person on duty who saw that he had a lot of goods and helped him load the goods onto the first bus to Horgos tomorrow morning. Then he got on the bus and found a place to curl up and sleep again.

At dawn he was woken up again and it turned out that ticket sales had started. He bought a ticket and hurried to the street to buy some more naan. Then the car set off.

As soon as the car stopped, Yang Geyong saw Jiang Bul driving an ox cart toward the market and quickly called him. The two men unloaded the goods together, loaded them on the bullock cart, and then entered the market.

The stalls in the market are not fixed, and most people like Yang Geyong come here every two days. So the stalls have to be reassigned every time you pay. But Jiangbul is a long-term stall, and people come here every day. People like them have fixed stalls, and the positions they occupy are relatively good in the market.

Jiang Bul directly pulled Yang Geyong's goods to his stall. This guy's stall was large, covering an area of ​​fifty square meters. There was no way, one of those carpets could take up more than ten square meters.

Jiangbul was familiar with the situation, so he approached the market manager and paid five yuan to get another 50 square meters of space next to his stall. At this time, the various designs and colors of sheets and quilts brought by Yang Geyong were laid out. Particularly attractive.

As soon as the merchants from neighboring countries entered the market, they were all attracted by Yang Geyong's goods. While everyone was watching the selection, Akkelei ran over pulling his broken car, shouting as he ran: "Brother, why are you here? I've been looking for you for two days!"

After saying that, he was afraid that someone would snatch all of Yang Geyong's goods, so he hurriedly unloaded the things and kept shouting: "This is all mine, this is my brother, and his goods are all mine!"

Several businessmen nearby were unhappy and cursed: "You greedy Akkele, do you want to exchange the few things you brought with me for so many other people's goods?"

Only then did Akkele realize that Yang Geyong had bought so many goods today. He scratched his head in embarrassment and muttered: "How did I know so much?"