Chapter 16

"Where are we going to trade?" Zhao Yonglian reluctantly returned half of the corn he had eaten to Feng Hua.

Feng Hua didn't shirk either, and took it with a smile: "You decide." ”

"Then go to my friend's house, who is also my partner, rest assured, reliable."

Feng Hua's eyes flashed, this person is probably the friend who has been talked about by Zhao Yongnian for a lifetime. She was thinking about how to approach it quietly, and it was delivered to the door.

"Let's go, then." Feng Hua raised his leg to follow.

"Huh? Are you going with me? What about your family? Zhao Yong looked around, but there was no one. This family is really reassuring!

"Today's deal is my exam, everything is up to me to discuss, they are only responsible for watching, and will not interfere." Feng Hua said lightly, exuding a powerful momentum that did not match his age.

"Oh... Oh. "It turns out which big capitalist is cultivating offspring! He said that ordinary people can't raise such children!

Although his family is not a capitalist, he has a wide range of friends and many capitalist friends.

In particular, those big capitalists who were once prominent have all kinds of tests for future generations, and a large part of them are how to spend money and how to buy and sell.

He heard a few friends brag about how they spent a lot of money when they were young, and they would praise them if they spent them well, and they would go door-to-door if they didn't spend well.

That's right! Where do ordinary people have surplus food?

Feng Hua just let him misunderstand like this, otherwise how could he explain the origin of the food in his hand? She stole the brigade? The 10 brigades together do not necessarily have 600 catties of grain reserves!

can only lean on the capitalists, because now they still have money and a way, and they are not yet the existence that everyone shouts about.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, the urban population was divided into three types: bureaucrats, compradors, and national capitalists. The first two are knocked down, and the latter are united.

Then came the movement of '51, and another batch of unscrupulous traders were harvested, but there were still many legally operating capitalists who were still operating.

In 53 years, the "four horses and fertilizer" began to be implemented, and the capitalists could also get a quarter of the dividends of the enterprise, and the others were taxes, welfare, and provident funds.

Then came the 56-year public-private partnership, the redemption system, the fixed-rate system. That is, the shares in the hands of the capitalists are valued, and 5% of the price is given every year for 10 years. At the same time, if they work, they will have a higher salary than ordinary people.

Ten years later, winter came, raiding the house. Since then, the capitalists have been the ones that everyone shouts about, and they are not yet.

Feng Hua plans to pretend to be a capitalist lady if he has something, so that everything is easy to explain, and he doesn't even need to explain others to make up for it himself.

For example, Zhao Yong. Just now, I was suspicious of her, afraid of her fishing, but now I am basically relieved.

The two chatted while walking, and it took almost an hour to arrive at Zhao Yong's friend's house.

And he was completely relieved, so he rushed to this little girl's knowledge and talked about it, this is the descendant of a big wealthy family.

Whose child? It's not local, is it? He hadn't seen it locally and should have heard of it.

"My name is Zhao Yong, forever Yong." In front of his friend's house, Zhao Yong took the initiative to introduce himself.

Generally, black market transactions never ask people's names, even if something bad happens, but there are also unusual situations, he thinks that this little girl can be friends, and the family behind her is even more friends.

So he took the initiative to report his home, as for Feng Hua's name, he didn't ask, the little girl was not stupid, she said it if she wanted to, and it was not good if she didn't want to say that he asked.

Feng Hua smiled: "My name is Fang Hua." "She's stupid to give her real name! A check reveals the bottom. Anyway, there is no ID card now, and that is something that only existed after 84. Now she says she can call herself whatever she wants.

"Fang Hua, what a good name!" Zhao Yong praised casually, what is it called Hua now, it is full of .....

He doesn't care if it's true or not, and exchanging names means that they intend to intersect.

Zhao Yong knocked on the door and shouted, "Duan Liangyu, I'm back." He didn't shout that Duan Liangyu wouldn't open the door, just when no one was at home.

Feng Hua was relieved when she heard this, and it was really the person she was looking for.

Duan Liangyu opened the door and was stunned when he saw Feng Hua behind Zhao Yong, they had agreed that only big buyers or big sellers would be brought here. What kind of family is this little girl?

Feng Hua also looked at Duan Liangyu, who was also twenty-six or seventeen, very tall and thin. With a pair of eyes, a scholar's temperament, but it does not look tall and arrogant, but a little warm, like his name.

Duan Liangyu, this is the son of a real big capitalist.

"Go in and say." Zhao Yong led Feng Hua into the door, and then looked into the alley, but there was no one, so he closed the door.

The three of them entered the house, introduced each other and finished greetings, and got to the point.

"How to trade?" Zhao Yong asked. Now that the trading place has arrived, what about the things?

"Trade what?" Duan Liangyu asked curiously.

Feng Hua took out the hidden corn again.... I must make a lot of pockets when I go back! The clothes are also sewn with ten eight pockets!

Duan Liangyu's performance was much better than Zhao Yong's, and he praised while being surprised, not pretending at all.

"How did you sell it?" Duan Liangyu asked. He doesn't have a serious job, and he pours something when he has nothing to do, but he doesn't have as much of a relationship as Zhao Yong, and the road is narrow.

In the past, they used to go to the countryside to collect some agricultural and sideline products to sell, barely making ends meet. Since last year, agricultural and sideline products have not been harvested, and they have not opened for several months.

Touching the corn in his hand, Duan Liangyu tasted a grain and was reluctant to eat it anymore, this is all money! Even if it's someone else's corn.

"What kind of corn is this? What breed? How could there be such good corn! Duan Liangyu asked.

Zhao Yong glared at him, and forgot the rules! How can this be asked? Some of the goods traded on the black market have come from that cannot be said.

Duan Liangyu stopped his mouth, he was also surprised for a moment, and blurted out.

Feng Hua didn't hear it, and answered his first question: "15 pounds." ”

"Oh, it's the right price!" Duan Liangyu looked like he was taking advantage of it, and he didn't mean to lower the price at all.

Zhao Yong was a little speechless, eager to kick him twice. I can't say anything! Is there a business that does this? Look at Feng Hua who is smiling on the side, he is also a child of a big capitalist, why is the difference so big!

"How many do you have?" Duan Liangyu asked, and looked directly at Zhao Yong after asking: "Give me some even, buddy hasn't opened for several months." "Now whoever can come out and sell a pound or two of grain is the top wealthy family, he thinks Zhao Yongdu is round.

And he didn't see Feng Hua's temperament that didn't match his clothes, he only saw tattered clothes, when Feng Hua was a child of a poor family, he was in a hurry to use money.

"Give you as much as you want." Zhao Yong didn't have a good airway.

Duan Liangyu patted Zhao Yong's shoulder with emotion, looking like everything was in his words.....

"Good buddy! Interesting! ”

......

Feng Hua looked at him, it turned out that he was such a person...... No wonder he was able to do those stupid things, and in the end he ended up depressed.

Duan Liangyu looked at Feng Hua this time and asked curiously, "How many catties do you sell?" ”

"Sold for 150 catties, and 450 catties, how much do you want?"

Duan Liangyu: "......"

What about the children of poor families who said yes!