Chapter 008: Master of Stacking Tickets

This relative of Yang Ming is Xu Hui, an uncle of his own family, who runs a grocery store in the town and has a bit of friendship with Ma Li. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Xu Hui walked up to Ma Li, and said with a smile while smoking: "Boss Ma, give me a little thin noodles, I will invite you to the scene at noon, and go to the Drunken Immortal Building for a few drinks." ”

"Old Xu, do you know him?" asked Ma coldly.

"He's my nephew. Xu Hui said with a smile, "I don't know how he offended you?"

"It's okay, I didn't plan to do anything to him, but no one in this town dares to take him hawthorn. As he spoke, Ma Li explained a few more words to his subordinates, and several of them left together.

Seeing a group of thugs leave, Xu Hui said, "Yang Ming, how did you offend this kid?"

"I didn't offend him, a kid from our village asked him to fuck me. Yang Ming said with a smile, "Uncle, you go and get busy with yours, I'll go and see if I sell the wild hawthorn." ”

"He has already spoken, and it is estimated that no one in this town will dare to accept your wild hawthorn. Xu Hui said with a sigh.

When Yang Ming arrived at the acquisition station, Liu Ping came over and said, "Brother Yang, I sold you a sack, and when I sold you a second sack, they were no longer willing to accept you, saying that you offended Boss Ma." ”

As he spoke, Liu Ping handed Zhu Ming an empty sack and a thousand yuan, and said, "One hundred catties, one thousand yuan, you take it." ”

Yang Ming took the money and sack, and said with a smile: "Thank you, then you go home first, and I'll take a look elsewhere." ”

Liu Ping thought that she was riding a bicycle, and even if she went back, she couldn't go with Yang Ming, so she went back first.

One bag had already been sold, and there was only one bag left, and Yang Ming didn't make much trouble, he tied the car again, and even the empty sack was tied to it.

He got on his motorcycle and thought to himself: I don't believe they didn't buy my stuff.

When he arrived at a buying station, there was no queue at the buying station, and he shouted: "Boss, sell wild hawthorn!"

The boss looked up at Yang Ming and said with a smile: "Young man, we don't dare to accept your hawthorn, don't say I don't dare to accept your hawthorn, even if the whole town, no one dares to accept your hawthorn." ”

Since people didn't accept it, it was reluctant, so Yang Ming had to continue to find the next one, but the next one still didn't accept it.

The whole town ran all over, a few families collected wild hawthorn, no one was willing to accept him, Yang Ming was also annoyed in his heart, damn, don't take it down, I'll sell it in the county seat.

Just go, Yang Ming drove a motorcycle to the county seat, the county seat was only forty miles away from the town, and it didn't take long to arrive on a motorcycle.

Yang Ming's first thought was the County Fruit Beverage Co., Ltd., everyone likes to call him Fruit Company, this company needs a lot of wild hawthorn.

The wild hawthorn drink they produce is well-known in China, Yang Ming parked the car at the door, a security guard came over, Yang Ming asked with a smile: "Brother, do you collect wild hawthorn here?"

"No, we have purchase channels here, how can we accept your sack of goods. The little security guard said with a smile.

"The price of your purchase must be high, and after a few procedures, the price to your place must be very high. Yang Ming smiled and said, "Brother, you can tell me about it, take me this away." ”

The little security guard smiled and said: "Brother, you are too naΓ―ve to think, if it is really as you said, you can collect any hawthorn seller, then this will become a market, you should go to other places to have a look." ”

Yang Ming took out a cigarette, the security guard waved his hand and said no smoking, Yang Ming asked with a smile: "Brother, do you know where to collect hawthorns?"

"I don't know, you don't want to delay things here, let's find a place to go. The security guard urged.

Yang Ming saw that people really didn't accept it, so he could only leave, until the sun went down, and he ran a lot of houses, but people were unwilling to buy it.

Yang Ming bought a bag of bread and a bottle of mineral water, and when he was eating on the side of the road, a person suddenly walked up to him and said with a smile: "Young man, sell hawthorn?"

Yang Ming looked up, he was a middle-aged man in his thirties, and he was not a good person at first glance, but he really wanted to sell it. So he smiled and said, "Yes, it's all wild hawthorn." ”

"Alright, you can come with me. The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Don't worry about me, the price won't be low." ”

Yang Ming followed the middle-aged man around a corner, arrived at a yard, and found that there were really hawthorns here, so he was relieved.

Yang Ming smiled and asked, "How much money do you collect here?"

"Ten pieces!" said the middle-aged man.

Yang Ming thought in his heart: Ten yuan is ten yuan, and the price is also this in his own town, so he will simply sell it to him.

After weighing, Yang Ming poured the hawthorn on their pile, folded the sack, and tied it to the motorcycle.

At this time, it was already dark, and Yang Ming said, "Boss, pay, I'm leaving." ”

At this time, the middle-aged man shouted, "Third child, it's paid!"

At this time, a person came out of the hut in the courtyard and said with a smile: "Coming, coming......"

I saw a man about thirty years old walking over, with a green dragon tattooed on his arm, and said with a smile: "How much?"

"A thousand yuan!" Yang Ming said with a smile.

The tattooed man took out ten hundred-yuan bills from his pocket and handed them to Yang Ming, Yang Ming took them in his hand and saw that there were five counterfeit bills in the ten.

They thought that after the sky darkened, Yang Ming couldn't see it, but they didn't expect Yang Ming to see through it at a glance.

The kid said embarrassedly, "It's impossible, we can't have counterfeit money here?"

He took it and looked at it, and said a little embarrassedly: "Damn, it's really fake, I'm sorry, I'll change it for you!"

Saying that, the tattooed man took out five more banknotes and handed them to Yang Ming, Yang Ming took them in his hand and looked at them, this time it was really real.

Yang Minggang wanted to put the money away, but the tattooed man said with a smile: "Brother, bring the money and I'll check it again, it's not good for anyone if it's wrong." ”

Yang Ming handed the money to the tattooed man, who took the money and bent the three fingers of his left hand as he checked it.

After checking it, he retracted his left hand and said with a smile: "Brother, it's just right!"

As he spoke, he handed over the money, but Yang Ming didn't take the money, and said coldly: "Boy, I didn't expect you to fold the tickets!"

When the tattooed man heard this, his face suddenly looked very embarrassed, he didn't expect that the young man in front of him would know how to fold tickets.

So he said coldly: "Boy, you know a lot, but today you come to us, I will let you know what a strong dragon does not suppress the head snake!"