After entering the underground passage, I found that it was full of people.
The passage is nearly a kilometer long and very spacious. Both sides are lined with stalls selling all kinds of things. Groups of customers are picking and choosing, and the sound of bargaining is no less than that of a supply and marketing cooperative during the Chinese New Year.
The brothers put on the black turbans that Goudan had given them, leaving only their eyes exposed.
I found a place with many people and put down my backpack.
Then...you look at me and I look at you.
The first time I did business, no one made me look down and yelled at me.
Boss Mu felt that since he was the boss, he should start the fight.
He said in a low voice with some embarrassment:
"I sell pork, I sell pork!"
The voice was not loud, and was instantly drowned in the noise around him.
"Hahaha!"
Mu Jianfeng looked at his elder brother who was blushing and laughed loudly.
But by some strange combination of circumstances, it attracted some people's attention.
A well-dressed old lady with silver bracelets came over carrying a basket:
"Comrade, what are you selling in the basket?"
Seeing someone asking, Mr. Mu hurriedly said:
"Meat, the pork just killed today. ."
He opened a backpack, revealing the fat and thin wild boar meat inside.
The meat looks very fresh, with a fleshy pink color.
The old lady's eyes lit up. She didn't even ask about the price, she just took out a big solidarity sheet and said,
"Weigh ten pounds for me. The meat should be fat, and less lean meat is best."
Fat meat has more oil and water than lean meat, and it tastes delicious. , both city and country people prefer fat meat.
Boss Mu held the money and was stunned.
The first business came so quickly and so smoothly, which made him feel unreal.
Moreover,
he unfolded the big picture and looked at it carefully.
He has lived for half his life, and for the first time he has a big unity.
Mu Jianfeng had already weighed the meat for the old lady with a scale, tied it with straw rope and handed it to her:
"Our meat comes in pieces per pound. If you have a meat ticket, it's sixty cents per pound. Do you have a ticket for ten pounds of meat?"
When the old lady heard the price, she didn't think it was expensive, so she took out a stack of bills from her pocket.
Foreign exchange coupons, bicycle stamps, food stamps, meat stamps, and even cotton stamps.
The Mu brothers were all stunned when they saw it.
"I only brought six pounds of meat coupons."
The old lady was in trouble.
Mu Jianfeng had an idea:
"Since the meat coupons are not enough, let's use other coupons to offset it."
"Let's do this. The remaining four kilograms of meat coupons can be exchanged for bicycle coupons or cotton coupons."
"Of course, bicycle coupons Tickets and cotton tickets are scarcer than meat tickets, so we can lower the price for you again."
When the old lady heard about the price reduction, she quickly asked:
"How much can you lower?"
Mu Jianfeng stretched out his hand and made a five sign:
"One pound of meat Five cents off, I'll give it to you at fifty-five cents per pound."
The old lady thought for a moment, and all the meat in the supply and marketing cooperative in the county was sold out. She went to the black market to search around, and finally found such a store. , so she gritted her teeth and said,
"Okay."
She took out a bicycle ticket.
Her family already has a bicycle, so there is no use for her to hold this ticket. She might as well use it to exchange for meat.
A ticket that was insignificant to her was far less valuable than the meat that could fill her stomach.
Mu Laosi helped her find change and saw Mu Jianfeng looking at Bicycle Ticket Music.
"Third brother, why do you need a bicycle ticket?"
He whispered:
"Our family can't afford it."
A Phoenix brand bicycle costs more than 200 yuan.
Mu Jianfeng happily put the bicycle ticket into his pocket:
"I don't want it, but our Nanbao wants it."
Before coming to the county town to sell meat, Nanbao secretly told him to buy a bicycle ticket if he had a chance.