Xin Li didn't quite understand what an agent was, and it shouldn't be a bad thing.

After lunch, it was half past twelve, Wan Feng and Xia Qiulong went out and began to walk in the direction of the farmers' market, the distance from the county hospital to the farmers' market was not close, but it took half an hour to walk.

In the 80s, there was only one state-run farmers' market in Hongya County, which was located on the Hongshui River in the easternmost part of Hongya County, which sold all kinds of non-staple foods and foods, of course, many of which were supplied by tickets.

For example, Wan Feng wanted to buy some meat here to go back, and the greedy uncle had already shouted several times that he had a lack of meat in the stomach and urgently needed timely treatment.

Wan Feng couldn't bear to watch his uncle sacrifice like this, but without a meat ticket, Wan Feng could only watch his uncle get haggard day by day.

The only thing that is reassuring is that even if the uncle is haggard, he will not be able to die.

By the way, I'll ask Brother Zhao if he has any meat tickets to buy, even if it's half a catty, it's okay.

This place is not unfamiliar to Wan Feng, the last time he went to the river to find Xia Qiulong, he passed in front of this market.

In the southeast corner of the market, there are a few inhabitants here who are said to be the first inhabitants of Red Cliff, whose ancestors lived here a hundred years ago when it was just a village.

Probably to take care of these aborigines of Hongya County, Zhendong Market opened a small door here, and in front of the small door is a mottled alley.

In Wan Feng's eyes, the buildings on both sides of the alley are like antiques that have just been unearthed, containing simplicity and heaviness, and walking in the alley between the village and the market is like walking between an ancient book and words.

This quaint but not secluded alley is the bill black market in Hongya County.

Wan Feng frowned when he walked into this alley.

From a security point of view, this black market is not safe, although it relies on the noisy market, but the east side is the Hongshui River, which lacks an escape route in one direction, and once it is surrounded by the east side, it becomes a dead end, and only three sides can escape.

But it doesn't seem to have anything to do with him, he's not a ticket seller, even if the police come to arrest him, it's useless, and now he doesn't even have a corner of a ticket.

From afar, I saw that Brother Zhao squatting under a tree like a peasant, but his eyes were like a spy looking sneakily east and west, and after seeing Wan Feng and Xia Qiulong, he stood up and turned around and left without speaking.

There are still quite a lot of people in this alley, and it is estimated that there are thirty or forty people, some look like workers, some look like professors, some look like village women, and some people hold a bird cage in their hands and pretend to be dignitaries of the previous dynasty, and they don't know what kind of birds are raised in the bird cage.

These people seemed to be very idle, but from their dripping eyes, Wan Feng knew that these were all kinds of ticket sellers.

There were also some people who didn't look like ticket sellers wandering around the crowd, as if looking for something.

These people don't actively sell their own things, they only do the business of regular customers or the business led by regular customers, and they are very wary when they see strangers.

Brother Zhao kept walking towards the depths of the alley, and he had already left the bustling area of the black market.

"Brother Xia, let's keep a distance, you stay away from me and follow just in case. ”

The social climate at that time was not safe, and some criminal cases occurred from time to time.

Wan Feng was worried that the two of them would be made dumplings together, so he made a suggestion.

Xia Qiulong didn't say anything, a few steps behind and Wan Feng opened a distance of more than ten meters, pretending to be an idler.

If Brother Zhao's actions are like spies, the next person he introduces to Wan Feng is the spy leader, and there are three of them.

The three guys nested in a corner, and they weren't good birds at first glance.

"Mouses, I'm going to introduce you to a patron. ”

Brother Zhao introduced Wan Feng to the three spy leaders.

One of the guys with his nostrils facing the sky without looking up looked at Brother Zhao with slanted eyes: "Zhao Le, aren't you kidding, this is what you are talking about?

This was despised by others before he could speak.

Zhao Le hurriedly denied: "I said three rats, people can't be good-looking, seawater can't use a scoop kiln, don't look down on people, maybe people are really big customers." ”

Wan Feng burst out laughing, Three Mouses! This name is so special that this guy is tailor-made, it is simply tailor-made for him, if the face of this thing is drilled into the rat pile, it is estimated that the rats will be confused.

"Boy, what are you laughing at? "The three rats are not happy.

In order not to be cut, Wan Feng stopped laughing: "Big brother, let's not cough and play all the time, I want to buy a cloth ticket, do you have it?"

The three rats looked at Wan Feng with a bad face: "What are you doing buying cloth tickets, you little brat, do you have money?"

Wan Feng looked around, then pulled out a cloth pocket tied to the waistband of his pants from his pants, and when he reached in, he took out a large handful of money, all ten yuan a piece, and there was no zero ticket.

The eyes of the three rats were straight at that time, not to mention that the eyes of the three rats were also straight for the big rats and the second rat in the back.

This handful of money is hundreds of dollars, and they definitely didn't expect a child to come up with so much money.

Wan Feng swiped the money into his pocket and put it in his pants.

"I've shown you my sincerity, and now it's time to see what you have. ”

Zhao Le smiled on the side: "Three rats, believe it this time, you talk slowly, I still have business to do, so I won't accompany you here." ”

Zhao Le left, and the eyes of the three rats were rolling around.

Wan Feng was impatient: "Do you have any of them? If not, don't delay my time." ”

The three rats turned around and nodded at the other two rats behind him.

One of the guys with an older face turned around and took out a small cloth bag from the corner, opened the bag and handed it to Wan Feng.

The bag was full of bundles of cloth tickets, and it was not clear how many there were.

Wan Feng snapped his fingers: "Now let's talk about the price." ”

The second mouse, who had not made a sound, opened his mouth: "This is not a place to negotiate prices, it's not safe, let's go to the river and talk slowly." ”

Wan Feng thought for a moment, a smile curled into the corner of his mouth, and nodded: "Okay! I also don't think this is the place to negotiate prices." ”

Three rats in front, Wan Feng in the back, and the four of them left the alley and followed an alley where only one person could walk to the river.

They walked down the embankment for about a hundred meters, during which time the big rats did not follow in, but stopped at the place where they entered the embankment.

The aboriginal buildings by the river are not built along the river, but are gradually moving away from the riverbed, so the position at the foot of Wanfeng is now 100 meters away from the people's house.

If you go down another 500 meters, there is the forest where Xia Qiulong fished, and it is the forest where Wan Feng and Xia Qiulong once fought side by side.