In the 1970s, I sold my iron rice bowl, stocked up space and went to the countryside

"Ahem, no, I'm buying it as a gift. How much is it?"

The vendor's eyes flashed with cunning, and he smiled and said, "This is the best wild deer antler. Here are three pounds. Give me this amount!"

As he spoke, he held up three fingers mysteriously.

Thirty yuan?

The thing is good, but it's still a bit expensive in Lu Qingyang's opinion.

He shook his head and showed an embarrassed look: "Too expensive."

The vendor immediately started to talk: "Is this expensive? This is the lowest price I can offer! Such good things are hard to come by! Men use it to replenish their bodies, and they are accurate in every step."

"Twenty, that's the price, I'll take it away immediately."

"Lu Qingyang didn't know much about the market situation of deer antlers, but he made a rough conversion based on his past memories and current prices, and estimated that about twenty-five yuan should be a reasonable price.

But it's too difficult to make money now, so he has to spend sparingly.

"You really want it, so let's make a concession and make a deal for twenty-five, how about it?" The vendor tentatively suggested.

Lu Qingyang said nothing and was about to leave.

Seeing this, the vendor hurriedly called out: "Hey, don't worry, come back! Let's discuss it again. ”

How can you lose money in business? Just listen to what these dealers say.

“Only twenty, will you sell it?”

“Okay, I’ll sell it! I’ll sell it! You’re quite capable, young comrade.”

Lu Qingyang saw that there were ginsengs on his stall, “By the way, do you buy ginseng here?”

“Yes, if you have any, you can bring it over and sell it. I guarantee you a good price, but I’m Kong Laoliu, and I only buy good wild ginsengs. I don’t like ordinary ones.”

Lu Qingyang nodded thoughtfully, “Okay, I understand. "

Da'anling is not rich in ginseng, but it does not mean that there is no ginseng. He exchanged his luck points to try it out when he had time.

The things sold in the black market are richer than those in the supply and marketing station, and there are many rare snacks.

Lu Qingyang also bought some snacks that cannot be bought at the supply and marketing station. The ones he bought before were consumed faster than expected, probably because Shen Mo was there.

And Shen Mo, at this moment, was standing in front of the egg cake stall, drooling.

"It smells so good, Lu Qingyang, I want to eat it!"

Lu Qingyang took out fifty cents without hesitation and exchanged it for a bag of hot egg cakes, "Here, enjoy it slowly, don't rush. ”

They almost forgot the main purpose of their trip, which was to buy iron pots.

After much difficulty, they found a vendor selling pots. After selecting and choosing, Lu Qingyang bought the largest one and another medium one.

It was just right to be placed on the stove, so they could cook on the stove in the future.

Shen Mo put a big pot on her back, and she looked like a turtle.

The passers-by around her gave her kind laughter, mixed with a few words of praise: "Look at this little girl, she is so strong!"

A man on guard rushed into the crowd with a nervous look, and he shouted: "Not good! The inspectors are coming, everyone hurry up and retreat! "

These people probably encountered this kind of thing frequently, so they packed up their things very quickly and ran away in one turn.

After a while, the black market, which was originally bustling, became empty.

Shen Mo carried an iron pot on her back and something in her hands. Her steps were so brisk that Uncle Tie and Lu Qingyang could not catch up with her and could only chase after her breathlessly.

When they ran out, the three of them looked at each other and started laughing.

"Come a few more times, and you will get used to it. "

Uncle Tie took the two large bags of items from Lu Qingyang with his calloused hands while panting, and placed them steadily on the carriage, with a bit of indifference from an experienced person in his words.

They didn't want to stay in Songling Town any longer, so the three of them drove quickly and set off on their way home, with the wheels rumbling and raising dust all the way.

Shen Mo touched her stomach and took out the egg cake, but this time she didn't enjoy it alone.

First she gave it to Uncle Tie, then to Lu Qingyang, and then she began to enjoy the remaining delicious food with peace of mind.

Shen Mo took a bite of the soft egg cake, and a satisfied expression appeared on her face, "It's delicious. "

In just a few moments, she devoured the whole bag of egg cakes like a whirlwind, and she seemed to be still unsatisfied. She naturally reached out to the sticky bean buns beside her.

Seeing that the sky was gloomy and something seemed wrong, Uncle Tie took a detour.

The small road was closer, but not as safe as the main road.

It was also a coincidence that there were two fugitives on the road. After waiting for a long time, they finally saw the carriage passing by, and their eyes suddenly lit up.

They were cold and hungry, and they saw the carriage carryingThere were a lot of things in the car, so they decided to rob it immediately.

Uncle Tie was confused for a moment. He was stopped without knowing the reason. He was nervous and did not dare to get off the car rashly. He just asked carefully: "Comrades, do you want to hitchhike?"

The big man grinned, with a bit of hideousness and cunning in his smile, "Hehe, yes."

The two laughed obscenely and disgustingly, and their eyes wandered on Shen Mo from time to time, with some ill intentions.

"Oh, there is a beautiful girl here."

Lu Qingyang and Uncle Tie also immediately alerted, and suddenly one of the big men rushed towards Uncle Tie.

The other big man quietly went around behind Lu Qingyang, ready to subdue him.

From beginning to end, they just thought Shen Mo was a little girl with little strength, and ignored her directly, and did not take her seriously.

Lu Qingyang was quick-witted and pulled out the sharp saber he carried with him in an instant, and fought with his opponent.

The machete in the guy's hand flashed with cold light, almost touching Lu Qingyang's cheek.

Shen Mo also reacted immediately, picked up the big pot, and hit the big man's head fiercely a few times.

The big man turned around, his eyes were full of stars: "You...you hit me."

Shen Mo hit the other man's head a few more times, and directly smashed the other man's head with an expressionless face.

The big man turned around a few times and fell to the ground.

The other big man originally wanted to save some bullets, and saw this and took off the iron hunting rifle on his back, ready to get rid of Uncle Tie first.

Lu Qingyang couldn't care so much, and exchanged all the 30 luck points he had saved before, just hoping that the gun would not hit Uncle Tie.

The big man pulled the trigger, "bang", but didn't hit anyone.

The shotgun exploded from behind, directly injuring his eyes.

"My eyes, my eyes can't see." The big man covered his eyes and rolled on the ground, wailing.

Shen Mo stepped forward, snatched the gun from his hand, and hit him several times with the gun handle, "Don't shout, if it hurts, just die! It won't hurt if you die."