Chapter 287: The Deified Beggar Gang-I
Today's porcelain is still active on the dining tables of many people. Although the content of heavy metals often exceeds the standard, and the state has issued relevant regulations many times, these things do not seem to have attracted the attention of our group of ordinary people. On the contrary, we can say two words about the political situation of various countries, but if that thing wants to act on us, I am afraid that it will have to go through many links, but it is far less direct than the unqualified ceramic products.
This little irony aside, Shu Tingbei's purchasing plan is far more than porcelain bowls in the hands of small traders, he is also ready to buy some online. But only if he gets out of here.
"You've bought so much, don't you buy all of us."
The vendors didn't know what Shu Tingbei was buying so many things for. One or two smarter people think that this may be the procurement staff of a large company that is ready to be shoddy, so they come to them to buy it.
At the same time, many vendors, seeing the arrival of this big customer, decided to clean up all the troubles in their hands and start the next batch of transactions. For this reason, they gathered together to stop Shu Tingbei, who was about to leave. But Shu Tingbei is obviously unwilling to buy them all.
"What if I buy them all, what if someone comes over and can't buy them?"
"There is no shortage of this thing in anyone's house, girl, I know that you are a kind person. Rest assured, there will never be such a thing as not being able to buy it. Look here, there's a lot of people buying this stuff, or you'll buy all my goods. ”
The one who shouted the most fiercely in front of Shu Tingbei was an aunt in her forties, and before she finished speaking, the stall owners around her immediately said in unison: "There are still mine and mine!" Let's buy it together! ”
Shu Tingbei is now dumbfounded. She was stuck in the middle of the crowd from all around, and her ears were filled with their shouts, as if she were standing on the edge of the sea facing a tsunami. Actually, this is a tsunami, a tsunami from a group of survivors who need money to raise their children and grandchildren. That voice is formed by the urgent need for survival, and it is naturally full of penetrating power.
"Don't make any noise!"
Zhuge Liang really couldn't bear it anymore. He now regrets that he didn't bring Zhang Fei out with him, otherwise this errand would have been much easier.
Sure enough, after Zhuge Liang, who was "not professionally right", howled, although the voice of the vendor stiffened slightly, it was as deafening as if he wanted to change the number of waterfalls.
Shu Tingbei was once again drowned in the noisy sound, her face was already full of sweat, and tears were about to flow out. If she squatted on the ground now and shouted, "I want to go home," it was estimated that the philistines and sympathetic vendors would let her go, but if it wasn't right, they would send him away.
But Shu Tingbei can't do it. Even if you are a village official, you have to give some face all the time. After all, that's the easiest job to fly.
However, Shu Tingbei's face problem has basically nothing to do with flies and tigers, but because his subordinate Zhuge Liang is next to him.
The cacophony continued. Even the window panes of residential buildings not far away seem to be resonated. If you look closely enough, you may really see the window panes shaking slightly.
"Don't make any noise."
Eventually, a shrill roar cut through the buzzing noise and brought everything back to calm after it "shattered".
Shu Tingbei, who let out this scream, slowly walked out of the crowd and climbed into the cab of the truck in the stunned eyes of the surrounding vendors.
Zhuge Liang, who was also a little distracted by this scream, came back to his senses under Ma Chao's call and quickly climbed into the cab of the truck. …
Ma Chao twisted the key, and the rumbling sound of the diesel engine started with an equally deafening sound. At the same time, there was a loud noise, and the glass of the residential building not far away suddenly shattered and fell to the ground with a clatter.
The vendors, who had not yet recovered from their stunned moments, immediately fell into a small panic, but fortunately, the residential buildings were far away from here, and no glass shards hit them. After a few sighs of relief, the vendors returned to their stalls and considered what types of goods they would have to buy tomorrow in order to recreate a full variety of "scenes" on their beaches.
After returning home, Shu Tingbei felt that the strength in her body had been drained. Then she lay on the sofa in the living room and didn't move.
By the time his eyes met the sun's rays again, it was already past eleven o'clock in the morning.
Not far from her, Zhuge Liang was wearing headphones, listening to the latest pop music with great interest, browsing the various merchants selling porcelain on Taobao, and selecting the most personalized products to be sold to the Great Song Dynasty.
Shu Tingbei leaned in and took a look twice, and found that there were all kinds of colorful ceramic utensils inside.
"Yesterday's trip was really in vain, and there are no good things there, they are not as good as these."
Shu Tingbei pouted and slapped his butt on the sofa, Zhuge Liang, who was half a meter away, suddenly felt as if there was an earthquake under his buttocks, and he himself rose and fell twice as Shu Tingbei sat down before slowly stopping.
Shu Tingbei is really sad, risking so much, mainly at the risk of her psychological life, to buy cheap ceramics, it is better to sit at home and find the answer. Shu Tingbei is really sorry to die now.
A few days later, the goods purchased online had been shipped to Shu Tingbei's doorstep. Since several of these transactions were considered large, it was common for several courier companies to send a small truck to deliver the goods. Shu Tingbei immediately mobilized the students to help the couriers unload the goods from the car, and then directly loaded them into Ma Chao's truck and transported them.
Soon they returned to the Song Dynasty.
"I think those courier companies are good." Shu Tingbei said to Zhuge Liang.
"Come on. We can't buy it with this money. You're going to die. ”
"How do you know I'm buying?"
"It's so hard to build one by yourself, it's better to transform one directly."
"That's what I really thought."
At this time, the two of them were walking down the streets of Tokyo. Legend has it that the area around Xiangguo Temple, where Zhanzhao became a monk, is the most lively place in Bianjing City, and now, they are preparing to build a platform here and hold an auction.
But what they didn't pay attention to was that not far behind them was a group of beggars staring at them sneakily. One of the leaders smiled with a smile and said to his subordinates: "I don't know what the little lady of the Splendid Country tastes like, let's taste it if we have a chance." ”
PS: Playful, I said it's not an attribute that I should have at my age, but well, don't say anything, let's start to be a new person tomorrow!