The old man who hadn't yet stepped out of the door also halted upon hearing Xiao Li's words.
He was baffled for quite a while, unable to grasp what was going on. He had been working in this factory for many years, but he had never heard of such a thing as paying ahead before knowing how many catties of scrap iron one was going to buy. He turned around and asked, "Comrade Xiao Li, we don't even know how much we're going to buy yet. How does this payment method work?"
Comrade Xiao Li who was clenching his cards in his hand cried out to the bunch of people at the card table, "Nobody deal any cards! Wait for me, I am about to sweep the board this round, wait till I get the money."
He stood up still gripping the cards and said to the old man, "Isn't he buying scrap iron? Look, he's brought ropes and a pole, that means he plans to buy quite a bit, right? How much can he carry on his own? At least 100 or 200 catties, I guess!"
