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At noon the next day, after eating a large bowl of noodles under the tube bone broth, Zhou Xiaoliu sat on the edge of the small table contentedly, touching his stomach to eat.

After digesting it for a few minutes, she began to think about how to safely exchange the two gold bars given by Li Laodao for cash.

Liu Ji's gold shop in the town can't go anymore, as soon as such a big two gold bars are shot, Lao Liu is estimated to be scared, even if he is not frightened, Liu Ji probably won't be able to buy it with so much money at once. It's still on the good side.

At worst, the five-gram ring last time didn't make Lao Liu greedy, what if it was because Lao Liu thought that the mosquito meat was too small? This time these two gold bars can be regarded as a big piece of fat......

Why don't you go to the county to change it, but how do you get there? Where do you change it? How do you change it safely?

Zhou Xiaoliu's right hand rested on the tabletop, and his fingers tapped the table from time to time, planning in his heart.

Zhou Xiaoxian was not there, after she washed the dishes, she went to the creek to wash her clothes with the dirty clothes that the three of them had changed when they took a shower in the morning.

Zhou Peng sat opposite Zhou Xiaoliu with his cheeks up, and said to Zhou Xiaoliu with a sad face: "I can't sell what I entered...... then took out a bag of things from the bulging padded jacket, put it on the table, and sighed.

Zhou Xiaoliu saw that he looked deeply shocked, so he put his mind away and asked seriously, "What is this?"

Zhou Xiaoliu opened it and saw that it was a large package of small white tadpoles - sand cannons.

She also loved to play this when she was a child, but because she didn't have money, she basically didn't buy it, but she helped Aunt Xiuhua pack it. After packing a large bag, Aunt Xiuhua will grab five or six for her to play with.

Aunt Xiuhua's newly purchased goods were unpackaged, and one shipment included a large bag of sand weighing and a corresponding number of diamond-shaped tissue paper pieces.

The so-called packaging is to use a white diamond-shaped tissue paper piece to wrap it with the sand of the medicine, and then twist the four sharp corners of the diamond-shaped piece of paper together, and the sand cannon will become the shape of a small tadpole.

Zhou Xiaoliu looked at the large package of packaged sand cannons on the table, and asked Zhou Peng, "When did you buy the goods, and they were all packaged?"

"Yesterday afternoon when you were sleeping, I went to town again, and I squatted out to get the bread back. Zhou Peng said helplessly. He was so excited yesterday that he was going to start earning money, and he couldn't even feel the soles of his shoes worn out, and he couldn't feel a few bags under his feet.

After taking a shower in the morning, he took his things to the village where the grain was dried, and sold them in front of the children who were playing together.

But no one was willing to spend money to buy it, only the big bull stepped forward and grabbed a small handful. But Da Niu didn't mention the matter of money and turned around and left, this was to rob Ming, that didn't work, so he beat Da Niu up.

The sand cannon was saved, but the friends ignored him even more.

"How much is a dime in Aunt Xiuhua's store?" Zhou Xiaoliu asked Zhou Peng, pointing to the sand cannon.

"Eight for a dime, but I'm going to add two more, and I can buy ten for a dime, but that's it, they ignore me. Zhou Peng was extremely depressed.

"Brother, let's go, I'll go sell it with you. Zhou Xiaoliu thought for a while, then picked up the sand cannon and went to the field.

Zhou Peng closed the doors and windows, and followed closely, he now only expects to recover the capital.

Because it was a weekend, there were many older children and younger children on the field, and they were in small groups, and they were divided into the whole venue.

Zhou Xiaoliu took a look, most of the girls gathered around the right field, skipping rope, jumping rubber bands, hopscotch, throwing sandbags and grabbing stones, while the boys were distributed on the left field, rolling hoops, shooting pictures, playing cardboard, and playing marbles.

Zhou Xiaoliu handed back the large paper bag wrapped in the sand cannon to Zhou Peng, then leaned next to Zhou Peng's ear and whispered a few words, and then, grabbed a handful of sand cannons from the paper bag in Zhou Peng's hand and ran away quickly.

She ran and threw a sand cannon into the pile of boys who were filming the pictures, and the "crackling" sound startled the boys, and they instinctively looked in the direction of Zhou Xiaoliu, Zhou Xiaoliu grimaced at them like a real child who had succeeded in pranks, laughed and ran away.

Then she threw another one into the pile of cardboard boys, followed by marbles and hoops......

"Crackle!"

"Crackle!"

Zhou Xiaoliu threw a sand cannon and rang it off, and then she made a grimace and pulled hatred all over the field.

Because she was wearing new shoes that fit well, and she tightened the waistband of her pants with a needle, she could run like crazy with confidence. When she started running, it was so fast that even she was amazed.

The children, frightened by her, tried to chase her, but they couldn't. The whole venue was in chaos.

At this time, Zhou Peng shouted loudly at the top of his voice: "Sell sand cannons, ten dimes! Sell sand cannons, ten ...... a dime."

The big cow who had been beaten by Zhou Peng in the morning spent a dime to buy ten, and then when Zhou Xiaoliu was about to run to him, he aimed and threw it, "Crackle!" Zhou Xiaoliu screamed in fright.

Da Niu heard her scream, clenched his fists "Oh yes!", gave himself a thumbs up, and smiled proudly.

Seeing this, the other children who were chasing Zhou Xiaoliu all flocked to Zhou Peng, so the sand cannon in Zhou Peng's hand was sold out after a while.

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Zhou Xiaoliu and Zhou Peng hid under the straw stack and counted the money, most of these coins were dime and dime change, and a small number were five-cent coins, and in the end, the total was nine yuan and six cents. Zhou Peng said that the purchase price was five yuan, which meant that he would make a net profit of four yuan and six cents.

Zhou Xiaoliu said in his heart, this time my brother is going to die of happiness.

She looked up at Zhou Peng, but found that he was twisting his eyebrows and looking distressed.

"Little Liu, your hands are so small, you actually grabbed forty, forty, that's four cents!" Zhou Peng rolled his eyes and stroked his heart to relieve the pain in his heart.

Zhou Xiaoliu said helplessly: "Brother, you can only earn these four cents by giving up these four cents and six cents, otherwise, do you think you can sell out so quickly? ”

Seeing that Zhou Peng was still caressing his heart, Zhou Xiaoliu realized that he was afraid that he would ask him for dividends, she rolled her eyes at him and said: "I ran so sweaty, and I deliberately suffered several sand crackers, I acted so hard, and I didn't ask you for money, why are you still distressed?"

When Zhou Peng heard that Zhou Xiaoliu didn't plan to divide the money, he was overjoyed, and quickly hid all the money close to him, and then touched Zhou Xiaoliu's head and praised: "I found that you are not stupid recently, you can actually come up with such a good way, let's say, your new brain, what good things did you eat to make up for it?"

This method was not thought of by Zhou Xiaoliu, but by Zhou Peng, who was eleven years old in his previous life. In his previous life, Zhou Peng was eleven years old before he saved some money and started to buy and sell things to earn pocket money.

Now because of Zhou Xiaoliu's guidance, he started doing this at the age of nine.

In her previous life, the eight-year-old Zhou Xiaoliu was forced by the eleven-year-old Zhou Peng to pull hatred, if she didn't go, she wouldn't be able to do it, and if she didn't go, Zhou Peng would beat her.

And Zhou Peng, who successfully sold the sand cannon, disliked her for acting like she didn't act like it afterwards, and ordered her to keep it a secret, and finally took out a five-cent coin distressed and sent Zhou Xiaoliu away.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xiaoliu decided to mourn for a while for his acting skills, which were only worth five cents, and the beatings he had received in those years.