Volume 2 91 Years of Small 10,000 Yuan Households 0258 Super Precious Stamps
"Then this pig is only 300 yuan?"
"I don't need those, it's cheaper to buy the whole thing, I see that it's 260-280 at the end, what's the matter, you don't want to buy pork!"
"Anyway, I have to buy meat at home, and I have a lot of relatives, so I want to give some gifts......
"Then if you really want it, I'll help you build one?"
"It's fine, but I can't take it alone, I have to send it somewhere. ”
"It's easy to say, just put on the carriage and run around. ”
Just do it, Liu Lao Pimple took Qian Hong directly into the yard, and discussed it with the family surnamed Wang, and it was only a matter of 5-6 minutes, Qian Hong paid 20 yuan for a fixed fee, and the end of the other big black pig in the pigsty came ahead of schedule......
For a village like Shantun, for people who rely on farming to eat, they can get 280 yuan in cash at a time, which is even happier than the New Year.
Idle is also idle, Liu Lao Pimple followed a piece of the car, the carriage was swaying forward, Qian Hong and Liu Lao Pimple leaned on the big black pig leisurely chatter.
"Boy, what have you been busy with in the last two months? ”
"Exams, and then I set up a stall to earn some pocket money near the Ice Lantern Fair. ”
"What's wrong with your quails?"
"It's okay, it's just that the feed is too expensive, and I don't make any money when I count it as tired and half dead. ”
"Hehehe, I saw how happy you were buying pork just now, but it doesn't look like you didn't make any money. ”
"Uncle Liu, don't tease me, you yourself are a chicken raiser, don't you know best whether you should make money raising these toys?"
"I won't talk to you about this uselessness, I'll tell you something serious. ”
"What's the matter?"
"Some time ago, I went to Fangzheng with the two boys in Tunzi to collect cattle, and accidentally met a pair of bottles that were good, they should be worth some money, didn't you kid let me pay attention to these things for you, I met it now, what's the matter?
"How much money is a bottle?"
"I want to take it to Beijing and Shanghai, at least ten times the price. ”
"It's not a lot of money, but are you sure that the old man can't receive it, and finally get back two of last week's. ”
"Why do you kid talk that? You still can't believe my old man, do you? The pair of bottles have been smoked on the stove for at least 3-40 years, and now one is filled with salty salt and the other is filled with sugar, and the smooth oil mud is old and thick, ten out of ten old objects, if I look badly, I will dig out the eyeballs for you to step on. ”
"Don't say it so scary, I believe you can't do it? I'll give you money when I get home, but Uncle Liu, antiques are not something that ordinary people can play, last time I just said casually, you don't have to take it too seriously, there are really good things, cheap minions, pearls covered with dust, you can just help me collect it, I will give you an extra hundred yuan this time, and you don't have to ask me if you are small." ”
"That's pretty much it. ”
"Uncle Liu, do you have any research on stamps?"
"That thing shouldn't be true, that thing is not the same way as our pawn shop. ”
"It's okay if you don't study it, you always help me pay attention to it, I want to find "The Mountains and Rivers of the Country Are Red" and "Monkey Ticket", if you can find it, contact me immediately, I really want it. ”
"It's okay to keep an eye on you, but is there a look?
"Really, I'll bring you a look next time I come. ”
As soon as he remembered this, Qian Hong explained to Liu Lao Pimple, Qian Hong did not study stamps, but these two futures are too famous, so Qian Hong naturally remembered it after listening to it a lot.
Next, Liu Laopa discussed with Qian Hong about raising poultry, and Qian Hong was very, very concerned about how to reduce the cost of feed......
The carriage finally entered the scope of the shipyard, but unfortunately in the position of Qian Hong's house, the neighbors on the left and right saw him get a pig back, and they must have to talk about it again, which is really against the principle of low-key, and in desperation, Qian Hong had to command the carriage to the small courtyard, which unloaded the big black pig.
Looking at the whole big black pig, Zhu Ying was dumbfounded, and Liu Lao Pimple looked at Zhu Ying's face like the handlebar, just as dumbfounded!
After a long time, when Qian Hong had already withdrawn the money back, paid for the pork, and planned to give Liu Lao Pimple a hundred yuan directly, Liu Lao Pimple came back to his senses and quietly sounded to Qian Hong: "Boy, who is this girl?"
"My sister!" Qian Hong replied as a matter of course.
"Sister, a sibling?"
"It's not dear, my godsister, my mother's goddaughter. ”
"Then my old man will understand, understand why you have to work hard to make money, just this kind of trouble, and it is also a first-class goods in the eight major alleys, and you can't keep it if you have less money. ”
“......”
Qian Hong, who was speechless, quickly sent away Liu Lao's pimple, then looked at Zhu Ying, who had red lips and white teeth, and began to work with two sentences casually, axes and kitchen knives went into battle, and it took more than 40 minutes to get the big black pig divided into five with heavy sweat, and finally returned home with a large piece of the left hind leg with a hind shackle.
On the 26th day of the lunar calendar, he stared at the ice rink for a while in the morning, and Qian Hong arrived home at two o'clock in the afternoon, and then he saw his mother and two large pots of noodles, and there was a bowl of red dates soaked next to him.
According to the old habits of Shandong people, all kinds of jujube dumplings should be steamed before the New Year, including gluttonous insects, goldfish, lotus, face dragon, tiger, etc., Qian Hong looked interesting, so he also washed his hands and went into battle, made a big turtle for his mother, made a bunch of hedgehog hedgehogs, and made a few monsters that could not be named, all from Ultraman animation, and the little hairy head who came to play with the red and white machine was amazing.
On the 27th day of the lunar calendar, my father finally came home, and he listened to his mother's daily complaints, while putting down the glass silk bag on his shoulder, it turned out that my father had taken the train for dozens of hours and brought back a sheep from the Inner Mongolia Mining Bureau.
On the 28th day of the lunar calendar, Qian Hong's ice rink was finally closed, and all the things that could be removed from the scene were removed, and the big flag was carefully folded and brought back by Qian Hong, but Chen Fatzi's ice canteen was still open normally, and he planned to hold on until the last minute, and did his best to empty the last few banknotes in the pockets of tourists.