There is a door!

Yao Weimin was delighted, he found that his divine consciousness also 'saw' the underwater scene as the space extended in the water.

Schools of fish swam into the space, as if they were in fishing nets, they could get in and out, and they were stopped by a transparent film.

Yao Weimin waited quietly, and more and more fish swam into the space.

There are large fish such as grass carp and carp, as well as river shrimp and small fish.

He tried to manipulate that space, and found that he could use the power of the water to force out those small fish and shrimp that had accidentally broken in!

"Yes, it's not a ...... A universal fish trap? ”

Yao Weimin was delighted.

He never thought that this space on his body still had such a magical function.

Seeing that all kinds of fish in the space were gathering more and more, Yao Weimin decided to 'close the net'.

Swish!

As his mind turned, the space quickly returned to his body along his arm.

Hundreds of pounds of fish were stripped out of the water by him, and all of them were collected into the space.

Yao Weimin withdrew his hand with satisfaction and shook off the water stains on it, his face full of joy of harvest.

These hundreds of catties of fish, when they are taken to the pigeon market, can be exchanged for a lot of money and tickets.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but quicken his pace and walked towards the city.

When it gets dark.

Yao Weimin did not go home directly, but went to Chongwenmen Zhongsi Hutong, which is not far from the courtyard.

There is a relatively large pigeon market here.

There are all kinds of things sold, strictly speaking, they are more complete than the supplies in the stores of the supply and marketing cooperatives.

Some people who have money to spare want to improve their food, but they don't have tickets, what can they do, they can come here and buy meat at a high price.

And there are also those who go out of the city to the mountains to hunt pheasants and hares, which can also be sold quietly here in exchange for money and tickets for family subsidies.

This kind of pigeon is not protected in the market on the surface, and even will be driven away, but if there is a demand, there is a market, and if there is a market, there are people who buy and sell, and it cannot be eliminated at all.

Pigeon City is in dozens of places large and small in Sijiu City, whether it is the elderly or children, they all know these places.

Yao Weimin walked into this pigeon market, and did not sell it immediately, he first observed the situation of other stalls for a while.

Finally, after confirming the selling price of the fish, I found an open space, put down the ears of the cotton hat I was wearing, and tied it on my chin, basically only showing two eyes outside.

Then he took out a grass carp and a carp from the space, both weighing three or four catties, put them on the ground, and began to sell them.

After a while, someone stopped in front of the stall.

"How do you sell this fish? Money or tickets? ”

"Six cents a pound for money, eight cents a pound for tickets."

"Is it fresh?"

"What do you say?"

Yao Weimin's tone is not good, and his attitude is tough.

From what I just observed, I found out that this is how to sell things in the pigeon market.

It's something you like me to do, you can buy it if you like it, and replace the next one if you don't like it.

There was no bargaining, and there was no enthusiastic selling.

At the same time, the price of pigeon market is more expensive than that in the store, which is also a rule that has been formed for a long time, and everyone knows it.

"Yes, I want both."

The man said, taking the money out of his pocket.

Yao Weimin took out a large-brimmed hat and handed it to the stall owner next to him, borrowed someone's rod and scale, and tinkered for a while to determine the weight of the fish.

It was a total of seven and a half pounds, six cents and one pound, and he collected four dollars and five cents.

After the customer walked away with the fish, the stall owner next to him said with a smile:

"Dude, this is the first time, right?"

He saw that Yao Weimin was not familiar with the rod scale at all, so he guessed probably.

Yao Weimin gave him a thumbs up.

"Are there any more fish? If so, give me a few more. ”

The stall owner asked.

This is also the rule, usually people who come to the pigeon market to sell goods will not put all the goods here.

Basically, I take a little bit and put it here, sell it for nothing, and take it directly to talk when I meet a big customer.

"Yes."

Yao Weimin said lightly while counting the money: "The reservoir in the back mountain of the village is frozen, I dug a few holes, guarded it all night, and got these fishy goods, how much do you want?" ”

He casually found an excuse.

"How many do you have?"

"Estimate three or four hundred pounds."

"So much? If you can't eat it, it's cheaper! ”

"If you collect it all, the money will be five cents a pound, and the ticket will be seven cents a pound."

"Do you want a bike ticket?"

"Yes."

"Let's go, take me to see the goods."

The stall owner picked up the last hare on the ground and motioned for Yao Weimin to lead the way.

Yao Weimin was secretly happy in his heart.

The bicycle is what he urgently needs now, although he does not need to pull the cart for daily delivery, but it is actually very hard to walk.

If he could have a bicycle, he would have more time to 'fish'.

Along the way, Yao Weimin looked around for a suitable place.

Finally, he took a fancy to an abandoned factory and walked in with the stall owner.

In a corner, he took two steps and waved his hand out of the space to release the fish.

"Hey, I said you chiseled out the reservoir behind your village, right? How much can you do in one night? Dude convinced! ”

"Hurry up, I'll have to hurry back later!"

Yao Weimin urged.

"Gotta you!"

The stall owner took out the rod scale and began to weigh them one by one.

There were more than 100 fish, and it took a lot of time just to weigh them.

During this period, Yao Weimin also knew the name of the stall owner, Xue Fei.

Because I have been in the pigeon market for many years, I am also a little famous, and I like to go into the mountains to hunt and get some hares and pheasants to sell.

In this area, people are called rabbits, and there are many people who know them.

Usually there is no harvest in the mountains, and they will secretly do some work of buying and selling.

Seeing that Yao Weimin came to the pigeon market for the first time, he had the heart to talk to him, but he didn't expect to really negotiate the price for him.

A pound is cheaper than a dime, and three or four hundred pounds is thirty or forty yuan cheaper, and he thinks it's a good deal.

Especially in the pigeon market, there are more people at night, and these fish are not worried.

Half an hour later, the weight was calculated, and it was four hundred and thirty-five pounds and a half pounds in total.

Yao Weimin waved his hand, and half a catty was given away for free, and it was calculated as an integer.

Xue Fei was very moved and took the initiative to hand Yao Weimin cigarettes.

"Dude, open bright!"

The two smoked cigarettes and started trading.

Xue Fei paid the rest in cash except for the bicycle ticket.

In this way, the bicycle ticket was worth 110 yuan, and Xue Fei used two bicycle tickets to offset 314 catties of fish goods.

The rest will cost sixty dollars and five cents.

"A cent is not a lot, you count."

Xue Fei handed over a stack of banknotes in his hand.

Yao Weimin roughly counted it and put it in his pocket.

"Okay, let's go."

"Wait!"

Xue Fei stopped him and threw the hare hanging on his waist.

"It's a little meaning, next time you have any good goods, remember to take care of your brother!"

Yao Weimin caught it with his hand and weighed it, weighing four or five catties.

He smiled and nodded, and left with the hare.

Although the use of space fishing this time was a small test, Yao Weimin earned more than twice his salary.

And that's not even counting the two bike tickets......