"Little brother...... I'll call you big brother—" The young man said in a daze, and laughed to himself.

"My name is Axe, and they call me Axe, what do you call it?" The young man said.

"Do you have a blessing in your name? So it's called an axe? Feng Hua asked.

The young man stared at her with wide eyes: "How do you know?" Do you know me? ”

Feng Hua shook his head: "What's so hard to guess about this, nicknames are generally the homonyms of names or character characteristics, where do you look like an axe?" The axe handle is quite similar. ”

"Oh..... But no one ever guessed. ”

"Maybe I guessed that people didn't say it."

"Oh, too."

The two of them continued to walk forward, and the question of what to call them was over.

Feng Hua hasn't thought of his nickname yet......

When she sold grain, she didn't want to say that her name was Fang Hua, otherwise this Fang Hua brand grain would be resounding all over China.

But she is a cripple, and she doesn't want to give herself an inexplicable name, which may become a legend.

Suddenly, Feng Hua had an idea, it didn't seem like a good idea to sell grain by calling a name all the time, so change the name of a place, and the name will come according to the name of the place.

When walking through the square, Feng Hua suddenly said, "My name is Spring." ”

"Huh?" The axe looked at her: "Oh. "My name is Summer! However, it is also an unspoken rule that black market transactions do not say their real names, and he asked what he called before, not what his name was.

Spring is spring.

The square of the railway station is not large, much smaller than in later generations, because it is not so necessary.

There were some small shops around the square, and Axe led her into a small restaurant.

Before the axe said that their boss stayed in a small restaurant, she thought it was a kind word, but when she arrived at the place, she knew that people were telling the truth, this hotel is really small, about 5 square meters, with two small square tables.

Now there is a small amount of light, there is a big table at the door of the restaurant, there are several drawers of steamed buns on it, and a few people come to buy steamed buns one after another, and leave after buying, no one sits in the store to eat.

At this time, there were two people sitting on a small square table, both men in their thirties, both of whom looked like ordinary public faces, and their clothes were also very ordinary.

But Feng Hua could see at a glance which of them was the boss.

The man on the left hand side is about thirty-five or sixteen years old, and he has a face, but his eyes are very poisonous, and the kind of eyes that look at you casually are like killing you.

Feng Hua grew up in chaos in his previous life, and he has seen this kind of look, in several people who are in the limelight. None of these people ended up doing well.

Feng Hua frowned in her heart, she didn't want to deal with this kind of person, this kind of person with a black heart has no lower limit.

But it's all here, it's impossible to turn around and leave, and the other party is this kind of person, and he can't leave if he wants to.

The man looked at the basket and Feng Hua behind the axe, and said, "Inside." With that, he got up and walked to the back door of the small restaurant.

The man next to him glanced at Feng Hua and sat still. Feng Hua and the axe followed silently.

Passing through the back door, it turned out to be a small street, and the boss was gone, but looking at the appearance of the axe, he knew the place.

Feng Hua was stunned, thinking that this hotel was a stronghold, it seemed that he was not bold enough to be lawless, this was just a junction.

The energy doesn't seem to be that big either..... Feng Hua was a little relieved.

Turning around and in front of a bungalow, the axe looked left and right, no one was there, he stretched out his hand and pushed open the door and walked in, Feng Hua naturally followed him. Otherwise, as soon as she let go of her axe, she would have to lie on the ground.

Closing the door and entering the house, the boss was already sitting on a chair and waiting.

The axe carefully put down the back basket, took out the small cloth bag given by Feng Hua and handed it to Lao Daodao: "Boss, this little brother wants to sell rice, 50 catties, and he wants 35 catties." ”

The boss took a deep look at Feng Hua, pinched the small bag of rice in his hand, and glanced at the basket: "50 catties?" ”

What kind of axe is he too good at counting, and he can carry 50 pounds with that small physique so easily and casually? There were 5 pounds in this basket, and he believed it.

The axe didn't speak, and lifted the cloth cover from the back basket.

There are baskets full of cloth bags, bulging one by one, filled with things, and they look like rice.

The boss was stunned, came over and picked up the basket, but didn't move.

"Axe, you can do it!" Old Boulevard.

The axe smiled: "No, no, I can't carry it alone, it was this little brother who helped me, so I carried it." "The axe, in order to make a face in front of the boss, said as if he had exerted great force.

After speaking, he glanced at Feng Hua, and saw that she didn't expose what she meant, and smiled even more happily. The deal was done, and he became popular in front of the boss.

The boss looked at Feng Hua again: "Little brother has so much strength." ”

Feng Hua pulled the corners of his mouth.

The boss didn't say anything more, but took out all the bags in the basket, put them on the table, and opened them one by one, all of them were rice.

And that's not all, he took out a grain bag from the back room, poured out the bags of rice on the table and checked them one by one, and then put them into the big bag, and finally the ten bags were poured out, and half a bag was filled.

Finally, I carried the rice to the side and weighed it, 50 catties high.

The boss looked at Feng Hua and smiled, and his eyes turned around Feng Hua: "What do you call the little brother?" ”

"Spring."

"Spring is good, spring is good, and the plan of all things lies in spring. How is the little brother going to sell it? ”

"35 pounds."

"This is not good, our rules are all 25 pounds, as the person who makes the rules, I can't break the rules, otherwise how can I serve the public? You say, don't you? Brother. The boss said slowly with a smile on his face.

Feng Hua hates dealing with this kind of person, this kind of person is often unreasonable and has no morality. Seeing that he is not going to do this business seriously.

"Okay, 25." Feng Hua said simply.

The boss and the axe were stunned, they knew that Feng Hua would definitely have to compromise in the end, but they didn't expect the compromise to be so simple. It's like I don't care about the difference of 10 yuan, and I feel like I know that the boss is not easy to mess with......

The boss narrowed his eyes, no matter what it was, this little boy was not simple.

"50 catties of gross grain, I'll count you 40 catties of commercial grain, 25 catties, 1,000 yuan." Old Boulevard.

Feng Hua curled the corners of her mouth and showed a cold smile, she knew that it would be like this, this kind of person does things like this.

"Okay." Feng Hua said, not a little bit of anger.

The boss squinted at her for a moment, then turned around and went back to the house to get the money.

Feng Hua turned on his spiritual power, watched him remove a cabinet in the corner, lifted a floor tile under the cabinet, took out a locked box from it, and took out a key from his body to open it, which was full of money.

There are mostly ten big blacks, and there are about twenty or thirty thousand.

Mine, Feng Hua said in his heart.