The ancient town of Wenqiao, founded in the Jin Dynasty, has a history of 1,500 years.

Wenqiao Town, also known as Wenqiao Street, is the transportation, economic and commercial center of one of the surrounding seven communes.

The front street and the back street, a stream runs through, the river street is adjacent, the water and land are parallel, and the whole Wenqiao Street is divided into three sections: upper street, middle street and lower street.

The river port is distributed on both sides of the lower street, and most of the morning markets are located in the lower street, including rice shops, firewood shops, pig shops and cattle shops.

The "ticket sales place" that you want to go to with your white hands is also on a corner of the lower street, what is it called "ghost shadow turn".

Come without a trace, go without a trace, gather quickly, disperse quickly, and the place where tickets are sold is also called "Dew Market".

Before dawn, there were already early risers on the streets.

The boat docked, paid a dime with his white hands, took the old newspaper with his buttocks, and jumped ashore.

However, the white hand was worried about doing bad to Chen Laosan, so he didn't leave immediately.

There was a pile of sand at the head of the port, so I walked over with my white hands, wrapped a bag of sand in a newspaper, and walked back slowly.

Chen Laosan carried a load of rice, in the direction of the rice market, and took small steps energetically.

But Chen Laosan never expected that he would sprinkle the bag of sand on the basket behind him with his white hands.

Leave with a wicked smile, rice mixed with sand, see how you Chen Laosan still sells.

It's a pity that the praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind, and someone sees the little trick of the white hand.

The white hand was unaware, and instead of going to the ghost shadow immediately, he stopped in front of a food stall.

Two steamed buns, a bowl of tofu brain, and a dime, squatted on the spot with white hands, and ate the steamed buns in one hand and the bowl in the other.

"Hey...... hey" someone laughed evilly behind his back.

The white hand was startled, and when he looked back, it was the "peer" Ma Xiaolu.

Ma Xiaolu is in his thirties, a native of Majia Village across the river from Baicun, a guy who is idle and does not do his job.

When it comes to the business of buying and selling tickets, Ma Xiaolu is an old qualification and a white-handed leader.

"Brother Ma, it's not dawn yet, you want to scare me to death."

"Hehe, don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts calling the door."

The white hand knew that Ma Xiaolu liked to play routines, and he didn't answer when he spoke.

"Xiaobai, Chen Laosan bullied you, but his rice didn't bully you."

The white hand was stupid, and half of the steamed bun fell to the ground.

"See?"

Ma Xiaolu smiled and nodded.

"Just you?"

Ma Xiaolu continued to nod.

"What's the matter, please Brother Ma draw a way."

"My own brother, no need to draw the road, no need to draw the road."

After all, do it, Ma Xiaolu's eyes were fixed on the food stall.

"Alas, count me unlucky, I didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out today."

The white hand obediently took out another dime and bought two steamed buns and a bowl of tofu brain for Ma Xiaolu.

Ma Xiaolu squatted beside his white hands, eating and having fun, "Damn, you still look at the yellow calendar, do you have a yellow calendar at home?" ”

This is also true, picking the door with white hands, and even the calendar card is reluctant to buy.

"Brother Ma, how is the market?"

Doing this business from scratch is at most part-time, and I come out two or three times a month, which is too shallow.

Ma Xiaolu is different, personally run the county town to collect tickets, every market on Wenqiao Street must be visited, and he belongs to professional veterans.

"Xiaobai, you remember. At present, they are all engaged in the household responsibility system, and I think this aspect is becoming less and less of a problem. ”

"Brother Ma, you have a point." It's flattering to be humble with white hands.

"Food stamps and oil stamps are becoming less and less valuable, so try to do as little as possible in the future, or simply not do them. Now the most valuable are industrial tickets, fertilizer tickets are the most valuable, and there are three major industrial coupons. ”

"What's the big three?"

"Silly. Bicycles, sewing machines and watches. ”

"Thank you Brother Ma for your advice."

Ma Xiaolu was full, "Xiaobai, what ticket did you bring today?" ”

The white hand reported the various tickets he had brought and their quantities.

Ma Xiaolu is like a few treasures, and reports the current market of various tickets.

If this trip goes well, he can earn more than ten yuan, and he will earn five or six yuan in half with the old captain.

While the two were talking, they came to the ghost corner.

At the bend of the two alleys, there is a small courtyard house without an owner, which has been abandoned for a long time and has now become a haunt for ticket sellers.

There were many people who came early, not many who stood, many who sit, those who sit, those who sit, those who sit, those who sit, and those who sit, about twenty or thirty

Bai Shou didn't know a few people, and he relied on Ma Xiaolu to guide him, and as before, he sat by a broken door, waiting for Ma Xiaolu to bring someone over.

Not to mention, Ma Xiaolu is familiar, and he has a good relationship with the ticket sellers in Wenzhou.

Wenqiao Street is separated by a mountain from the sea, and after crossing the mountain, walking along the coast for more than ten miles, it is the boundary of Wenzhou City.

On the first and sixth day of the lunar calendar, there are many people who come to the market in Wenzhou, including these active ticket sellers.

Sure enough, Ma Xiaolu turned around and brought two middle-aged people from Liuqing County, Wenzhou City.

I have seen it with white hands, but I am not familiar with it, not to mention that the Wenzhou dialect of others is even more difficult to understand than foreign dialects.

In this business, it is best not to make friends, pay attention to paying money with one hand and delivering goods with the other, and turn around and leave after doing business.

According to Arima Xiaolu, the business is doing well, and the other party pays directly after counting the ticket.

The white hand didn't speak, and ordered the money, which was only half a dollar short of his psychological expectations, he didn't care, and nodded to indicate that the transaction was complete.

The other waved away.

At this time, the genius was bright, and it was just over six o'clock.

The white hand was about to leave, and Ma Xiaolu reached out and grabbed him.

"Don't be in a hurry, brother, I'll take you to the world."

Bai Shou shook his head resolutely, he knew what it meant to see the world, it was gambling and playing money, and he would definitely not go.

"You kid, you don't get the damn oil and salt." Ma Xiaolu sighed and sat down.

"Brother Ma, there are also people who play money this morning?"

"Of course, there are many people rushing to the market, and there are many people playing money, so it is the time to be lively."

"If you want to go, you can go, I won't go anyway."

Ma Xiaolu sighed: "Xiaobai, you have to become a big man, stand alone, that kind of place is a must-go, it is a unique life experience." ”

also studied in junior high school, Ma Xiaolu can also write and speak, and from time to time he can speak some civilized language such as life experience.

"Bah, what kind of crooked reasoning are you." Bai Shou smiled: "Brother Ma, you just earned three or five yuan, and then send it to that place, this is called life experience?" Go for your life experience. ”

"Haha...... I don't care about money, I'm fed alone, and the whole family isn't hungry. ”

Ma Xiaolu's parents died early and grew up eating hundreds of family meals. I married a wife and had a son, but unfortunately my wife ran away with my son three years ago, and there has been no news so far.

"But Brother Ma, I'm different from you. My dad slipped away, my mom was sick, and I had four younger siblings. I'm the boss, and if I come here, our family will be scattered. ”

"Well, good brother. Brother is joking with you, don't put your mind to it. ”

As the two were talking, someone suddenly shouted, breaking the peace of the ghost's turn.

"Run...... Run, big brother business is here. ”