Siheyuan: I Actually Crossed Into A Stick

Jia Geng saw a very deep cut on the wolf's leg, which seemed to have been severely cut by some knife.

The wound was extremely terrible, the flesh and blood turned out, attracting a lot of flies, buzzing, some people couldn't look directly at it.

Judging by the extent of the injury, it may have been several days.

That disgusting stench came from it.

And the little wolf cub was already lying on the side, seemingly asleep.

"This little wolf cub is the child of the mother wolf!"

Jia Geng thought of the she-wolf dragging her body to find food for her cubs, which reminded him of his own mother.

The same is true for Qin Huairu, he would rather not eat it himself, but leave it for the children to eat.

I didn't expect this female wolf to do the same. Maternal love has no boundaries.

Jia Geng was full of respect for the she-wolf, dug a hole, held her nose and buried it.

The she-wolf was so thin that only skin and bones remained.

Moreover, the wound was bleeding.

The fur is also very dirty, sticky, I don't know if it's blood or mud, it's all twisted into a ball.

Otherwise, he can still take it out to sell fur and meat.

Jia Geng picked up the weak little wolf cub and left the place.

Although he didn't know why the female wolf left the pack, he understood that this place was still somewhat dangerous.

Therefore, instead of digging a rabbit's nest, just leave as soon as possible.

Soon, Jia Geng saw some people groping for something, probably looking for rabbit tracks.

With a thought, I put the little wolf cub into the thatched hut.

It is not impossible to come and snatch it for fear of being seen.

Gradually, there are more and more people.

Jia Geng ignored the others and walked towards the courtyard.

...

At 9 o'clock in the morning, Jia Geng came to that little black market!

He started selling rabbits, and split his consciousness to copy novels.

In less than an hour, he sold 10 rabbits for 90.55 yuan.

And finished copying a novel.

Just when he closed the booth and was about to send out the two manuscripts.

I saw someone reselling food stamps and some cloth tickets.

Those two people were arrested yesterday, so it is estimated that they did not reach here.

Perhaps even if it is reported, it will not affect others to buy and sell.

After all, there is a market when there is demand, and there are middlemen who make the difference.

Jia Geng approached him and bought more than a dozen 10-foot cloth tickets from him, which can make two or three new clothes for a family of five.

You must know that the four members of the family have cloth tickets, and each person has 3 feet of cloth a year, and the family only has 12 feet of cloth a year, and only 2 pieces of clothing are made.

For those with deep pockets, they can buy as much as they want.

"Hey, this is a radio ticket in your hand?"

Jia Geng suddenly discovered that the ticket reseller had a radio ticket in his hand.

"Yeah, what's the matter, kid, are you interested?" The man saw that the kid just bought a lot of cloth tickets at random.

Guess it is the child of a rich man, probably a capitalist or something.

"Well, how much is it?"

Jia Geng asked, unaware of being seen as the child of a capitalist.

"This is the latest 'Red Star' brand radio developed in our country. It costs at least 50 yuan!" The man opened his mouth loudly, thinking that since this child is a descendant of a capitalist, he must be very rich, so he will not deceive anyone.

When Jia Geng heard this, he turned his head and left.

"Hey, how much did you say?" The man was a little anxious when he saw the buyer leaving.

"It only costs me 50 yuan to buy a second-hand radio, but you want 50 yuan for a ticket? Are you bullying me as a child?" Jia Geng said angrily.

Yesterday in the black market of Chaoyang Vegetable Market, I also learned about some market conditions.

It's just that tickets for this kind of industrial product are really hard to buy.

Because the price is high and the quantity is small, not everyone uses it.

Generally, people who have this kind of radio air tickets also have money, so they probably won't sell them, and just use them up.

Moreover, this kind of radio is not very useful to ordinary people, unlike sewing machines and bicycles, which are productivity tools.

During the Anti-Japanese War, there were many old radios left, and the second-hand one was around 50.

The quality of this era is very good, so second-hand radios are only a little broken, and you can still hear the broadcast.

"How about 30 yuan?" The man didn't expect the kid to understand the market, so he couldn't help lowering the price directly.

Jia Geng took out 20 and said directly: "That's the most, if you don't sell it, forget it."

The man hesitated for a moment, and finally took it over: "Okay! Here it is!"

This ticket has been sold for a long time, but no one wants it. After all, it is almost catching up with the monthly salary of a regular worker.

It was not easy for someone to buy it, and made more than one yuan, so it was not a loss.

Jia Geng took it over and confirmed that it was a 'Red Star' brand radio.

Nodding, without saying anything, he was ready to go home.

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