Viagra is a medicine for male dysfunction in later generations, and usually when people shout this name, they will immediately associate it with men.

Song Lan, a person from the future, will feel a little funny when he hears "Viagra".

But people in this era not only have no pressure to call viagra, but also many people have this name with the word "Wei", which means to pay tribute to the great leader.

Song Lan saw Ma Xiaohai take out two crumpled pieces of money and hand them to the viagra.

The viagra waved his hand at them and motioned for them to hurry in.

As soon as they entered, it was really a bathhouse, divided into men's and women's rooms.

The whole bathhouse was steaming, and people had to get closer to see it clearly.

Song Lan couldn't help but praise the wisdom of these people in his heart, ordinary people didn't have acquaintances to bring them over, and they really didn't expect that there would be a black market in this bathhouse.

Ma Xiaohai led Song Lan through the bathhouse, and there was a door behind it.

Ma Xiaohai opened it familiarly, and Song Lan found that there were still many people here, and there were seven or eight full stalls in the courtyard of more than 1,000 square meters.

Everyone puts their goods in front of them and shows a little bit so that others can see what they are selling.

Song Lan instantly had a feeling that he was back in the modern stall market.

There are also many people who come here to buy things.

Everyone is soft-spoken when they talk about buying and selling, and if they speak a little louder, someone will come and remind them to be quieter.

Song Lan and Ma Xiaohai were carrying a big basket and a big cloth bag, and they were selling the goods at first glance.

Some people don't buy what they want, and they are unwilling to give a dollar and leave, still waiting to see if anyone comes to sell the goods.

At this time, as soon as these people saw Song Lan and Ma Xiaohai coming, they immediately surrounded them, "Little brother, what are you selling?" ”

Ma Xiaohai glanced at them and replied softly: "Rice, refined flour, brown sugar, and two watches......"

"Wow, they're all good! Little brother, how do you sell rice? I'm just going to buy two pounds to go back! ”

"Little brother, how do you sell refined flour? I also want to buy two catties and go back to Baodian dumplings for my mother to eat. ”

"Little brother, how do you sell your watches? What brand is it? ”

Ma Xiaohai listened to their questions one by one, and squinted with a smile, "Don't worry, everyone, you let me find a place first and put things down." ”

"Okay, good, hurry, hurry up ......"

"Little brother, come over here, there is a place here."

Ma Xiaohai found a corner near the exit, and then put the back basket down.

Song Lan admired him a little, and felt a little sorry for him, carrying such a heavy back basket and walking such a long way, his thin shoulders were probably going to be strangled by the rope of the back basket, right?

But he didn't say a word of bitterness or complaint, and he didn't even frown, but kept smiling, so sensible that people couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

A boy of his age, in a modern metropolis, is a little emperor who is spoiled, how many are as sensible as him?

It's really not wrong that the children of the poor are in charge early!

As soon as the grain brought by Ma Xiaohai was opened, everyone exclaimed in surprise when they saw the snow-white rice and the refined flour.

In this era, the special rice and flour are not necessarily as good as those that Song Lan took out of the portable mall.

Those who originally wanted fine grain almost wanted to go up and grab it.

"Little brother, how much is your flour a pound? I want them all! ”

"No! No way! I saw it too, man, you score me at least half! ”

Ma Xiaohai hurriedly stopped them, "Don't worry, don't worry, rice and flour are three yuan a catty, brown sugar is five yuan a catty, and you don't need a ticket." ”

"So expensive? Cheaper now! ”

"It's not expensive, it's not easy to get such good rice and flour, that is, it's this price now, and last year, someone would buy it in twenty or thirty!"

At this time, a man in a tunic walked up to Ma Xiaohai, and without saying a word, he said directly, "Little brother, I bought all your rice, flour, and red grain, how much do you calculate?" ”

Ma Xiaohai quickly calculated, "Three pieces of rice and flour are one catty, each has twenty catties, a total of one hundred and twenty yuan; Ten catties of brown sugar, five yuan a catty, is fifty yuan, and the sum is one hundred and seventy yuan. ”

The man very neatly took out a stack of ten-yuan yuan, quickly counted seventeen pieces, and stuffed them into Ma Xiaohai's hand.

He said to Ma Xiaohai again: "Little brother, you lend me this basket, and I will come back then." ”

After saying that, he directly picked up the basket and left, so fast that people couldn't react.

After he took a few steps, the people who were still bargaining reacted and scolded one by one.

"What's the matter with this man? Do you understand the first-come, first-served rules? ”

"That's it, look at how he looks like a robber, looking like a dog!"

"It's okay now, the fine grain that I've been waiting for a long time is gone."

"Alas, little brother, do you have any fine grain to sell there?"

At this time, Song Lan opened her big cloth bag and said to them: "I still have ten catties of rice and ten catties of flour here, which of you wants?" ”

The two originally said they wanted to buy it, but they didn't want to think about it this time, so they directly took out thirty yuan, one bought rice, and the other bought flour, and left quickly.

Song Lan and Ma Xiaohai looked at each other and smiled.

Ma Xiaohai took out another watch and held it in his hand, but no one cared about it for a long time, it seems that this thing is not easy to sell!

Seeing this situation, Song Lan also said to Ma Xiaohai: "Xiaohai, it seems that you have to go to those places where rich people haunt to sell these watches, I'm afraid they won't sell much here, and they won't sell for a price." ”

She took a look, and almost all of the people who came here bought food and meat.

Song Lan tried to take out ten packets of one-pound bacon from the big cloth bag.

As she expected, as soon as the bacon was taken out, it was immediately snatched up.

Song Lan saw Ma Xiaohai looking at her big cloth bag suspiciously, and he didn't dare to take anything out of the portable mall anymore.

She said to Ma Xiaohai: "Xiaohai, you wait a little longer to see if this watch can be sold, and I'll go to other stalls to take a look." ”

She seemed to have seen a lot of bottles and cans on an old man's stall just now, and some looked like ancient books, but no one stepped forward to ask.

Nowadays, people's stomachs can't be filled, how many people will buy these useless things to go back!

Even if these are antiques, they will not show their value until decades later, and how many people will have the spare money and leisure to collect these things.

However, others don't need these treasures, but she needs them, and if others want them too, then it's not her turn to pick up the cheapness.