The population is large, the flow of people is large, and the most important thing is that in this era, the people in the north of the imperial capital are the richest, and this place is also the most prosperous.

After crossing Chang'an Avenue, there was a forest on the north side of Chang'an Avenue, Ye Lin plunged into it, and then came out from the other side of the woods, but the difference was that he didn't come out on foot, but on a small bicycle.

There are also strollers in this era, especially in those big cities in the south, and there are also in the imperial capital, but there are very few, and the families who can have strollers are not ordinary families, anyway, Ye Lin has never seen anyone have them.

Ye Lin not only rode a stroller, but also carried a box behind the stroller, of course, the box he made in the space, in order to hide people's eyes.

Riding a stroller, the return rate is very high, not only because he rode a stroller, but also because he used the stroller to pull the box, the box with wheels, I really haven't seen it.

Out of the Desheng Gate, I walked forward for almost a kilometer, which is a little north of the later Desheng International Center, but in this era, it was a vacant lot, and there were some collapsed houses nearby.

This was supposed to be a village before, but it moved away for some reason, so it was left as it is now.

When Ye Lin came over, there were already a lot of people here, but everyone stayed together, and people were far away from each other, these people should know each other, and Ye Lin didn't know anyone.

So he can only find a random place, stop the bicycle, and then level the box behind it, and then open the board on the top of the box to become an oval table, which can also be said to be a simple stall.

The box below, there is a door on the side next to Ye Lin, you can pick things up and forth, Ye Lin opened the door, took out a sign from inside, and put it in front of the stall.

When Ye Lin first came over, these people saw Ye Lin riding a stroller, and guessed that Ye Lin was not a child of an ordinary family.

There is a hierarchy in any era, and this era is clearer than later generations, and when they saw Ye Lin for the first time, these people knew that Ye Lin was someone they couldn't afford to mess with.

Originally, they thought that Ye Lin was idle and had nothing to do, but when they saw that Ye Lin quickly set up a stall, you know, the transactions here are all sneaky, and no one dares to spend the stall like this.

Out of curiosity, these people came around to take a look, and at this time, Ye Lin had already put things out, there were fish, eggs, duck eggs, white noodles, chickens and ducks were not taken out, but the sign said.

The Ye Lin sign reads:

The silver carp is a dollar, and you don't need a ticket.

Grass carp is two pieces and one piece, no tickets.

Carp a piece of five, no ticket.

Chickens are five and a piece, no tickets.

Two dollars a duck, no tickets.

Eggs are five cents a piece, no tickets.

Duck eggs cost eight cents a piece, no tickets.

White noodles are three cents and five pounds, no tickets.

In addition, various tickets are collected and sold.

To tell the truth, the price that Ye Lin wrote out is really not cheap to say expensive, but it is really not expensive to say that it is not expensive, let's take white flour as an example, the supply and marketing cooperatives sell one dime and six cents and five hundred and fifty pounds, but don't forget that buying white noodles in the supply and marketing cooperatives is based on grain capital, and only state-owned units and collective procurement use food stamps.

At first, Ye Lin was also entangled in this, but that day when he ran outside, Ye Lin had a meal in the canteen outside, two white-flour steamed buns, and not only asked him for a dime, but also asked him for four taels of food stamps.

Li Ran was afraid that Ye Lin would be hungry outside, so he prepared food stamps, food stamps, and money for him in case of emergency, but Ye Lin would not eat outside unless he had to.

And a pound of grain stamps can be sold for two cents, so Ye Lin thought of this method and counted the food stamps as money, although a pound of white flour is more expensive than a dime and eight and a half percent of the supply and marketing cooperatives, but it is still cheaper.

It's just that it looks expensive.

"Little comrade, do you sell all these things?"

"Yes, I can't finish eating at home, so I can take it out for some money. Ye Lin said indifferently.

The more he said indifferently, the more these people wondered what kind of family had endless food, chickens, fish, meat and eggs in this era, which also made them even more jealous of Ye Lin.

"Okay, don't gather here, you guys are here, how do other people buy things. ”

Ye Lin is also a person who came from the 21st century, he has never seen a pig run, and he has never eaten pork, in the later generations, there are stalls everywhere on the street, even if he has never sold anything, he can see it almost, not to mention that Ye Lin has the ability to never forget.

After these people dispersed, Ye Lin cleared his throat and shouted: "Those who come from the south and go to the north, take a walk and take a look, there is no such shop in this village, there are flying in the sky and running on the ground, swimming in the water and digging in the ground, it can be said that there is everything." ”

"Little comrade, do you really have chickens here?"

"Yes, it's just a rooster. ”

The chickens of this era are all native chickens, and they are not as big as the later generations, the chickens of this era do not know what is going on, the maximum is four or five pounds, and it is still gross weight, after cleaning up, at least it must be lighter.

"Roosters and hens don't matter, they really don't want tickets, right?"

"That's right, no ticket. ”

"Then get me one. ”

"Okay, wait a minute. ”

Ye Lin squatted down, opened the box below, and took out a rooster from it, and the chicken feet were tied up with grass, this box was just a disguise, and indeed Ye Lin was taken out of the space chicken coop.

Handed over the chicken to the other party, and got five cents a piece, this was his first transaction in the pigeon market, Ye Lin was very excited, put the money on his mouth and kissed it, and then put it away.

"Big and round eggs, duck eggs, fat and big fish, there are those who buy them and buy them quickly, the quantity is limited. ”

"Little brother, you can't shout like this, isn't this a red armband?" A middle-aged man next to him who was doing reselling came over and said to Ye Lin.

Ye Lin knew that he was also kind, so he smiled and said, "It's okay, these days, the bold will starve to death." ”

This place has been around for many years, and the red armbands don't know what to do, and the red armbands understand what's going on, and even they themselves sometimes come to buy things, but they come sneaking in.

For Ye Lin, who knows this history very well, it has not been so strict in the past few years, at least not so strict before six or six years, which is why he dares to shout blatantly.

Of course, although it is not so strict, there are still people who take care of it, as long as you don't hit the muzzle of the gun, and when you see the red armband coming, then you go, at least to save face.

"Okay then, but you better be careful, you're too ostentatious. ”

"I know, I'll be careful, thank you. ”

"You're welcome. ”

At this time, a young man in his thirties came over, glanced at the sign that Ye Lin hung, and asked, "Little comrade, do you collect all kinds of tickets here?"

"Yes, what ticket do you have?" Ye Lin hurriedly stood up and asked.

"Food stamps. ”

"How many?"

"One hundred pounds. ”

"Local or national stamps?"

"Local food stamps. ”

"A dime, a pound. ”

"One dime and eight pounds?" Hearing Ye Lin say one dime and eight catties, the young man frowned and said, "Isn't it two cents?"

"Look at what I wrote, collect, sell, what you said is right, but I can't do it for nothing, I will collect two cents, and then sell it for two cents, unless I am sick. ”

Hearing Ye Lin say this, the young man said, "Then aren't you buying and selling?"

Ye Lin shrugged his shoulders and said, "Aren't you the same. ”

"Uh!" the young man paused for a moment before he remembered that he had come to sell food stamps, and he had been buying and selling them.

"Then I'll look elsewhere. The young man was ready to leave.

"Wait a minute. Ye Lin called out to him.

"What's wrong?" Seeing the young man stop, Ye Lin said: "I feel that it is better for you to sell it to me, you are a hundred catties of food stamps, it is estimated that no one can buy it all at once, although I say that I am two cents cheaper than others per catty, but I can buy it all at once, it is better than you selling it for a few days and not necessarily selling it out." ”

Ye Lin is right, although it is said that two cents a pound of local food stamps is the normal price, but no one will ask for so much at once, besides, in the pigeon market, there are many people who sell food stamps.

And others still specialize in this, but what about the young man, he is only this time, and it is estimated that it will be more difficult to sell.

"This comrade, what the little brother said is right, there are many people selling food stamps in this place, and your food stamps are estimated to be difficult to sell. The middle-aged man next to him said while taking out a handful of food stamps.

"I'll take another look. ”

"Alright, you can go. "Since the young man wants to try it, what else can Ye Lin say, the reason why he called the young man just now was just to give him a wake-up call, since he insisted on selling it himself, then go ahead.

After the young man left, Ye Lin asked the middle-aged man next to him: "Uncle, where did the food stamps in your hands come from?" Don't worry, I'm just curious. ”

Ye Lin saw the food stamps that the middle-aged man took out just now, at least there were hundreds of catties, although the middle-aged man did this to buy and sell, but he took out hundreds of catties of food stamps at once, Ye Lin was still very curious.

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just buying low and selling high, some are collected from others, and some are from those units, but not much from individuals, and most of them are those units. ”

"Understood. ”

Ye Lin really understood, no matter at any time, the collective is the big head, the individual, to put it mildly, it is nothing, Li Ran, the grade director of a junior high school, it is not easy to get some food stamps.

"Little comrade, bring me a silver carp. A middle-aged woman came over with a basket and pointed to a silver carp and said to Ye Lin.

"Okay. ”