Before dawn the next day, Li Weidong got up early in the morning.

After a simple wash, we went straight to the pigeon market.

This time he didn't set up a stall first, but walked around the pigeon market.

After going around in a circle, Li Weidong determined that the things in the pigeon market were not much cheaper than the supply and marketing cooperatives and vegetable markets, and some were even more expensive, and the only advantage was that there were no tickets.

- Think about it, and you will understand.

In these years, there is a shortage of materials, and even if you have money and tickets, there is no goods in the supply and marketing cooperatives, it is in vain.

This is also where the confidence of the salesperson's bullish spirit lies.

I just won't sell it to you, what can you do?

Later, Li Weidong bought the first household appliance - a flashlight, and bought five catties of millet and three catties of peanuts.

Finally stop in front of a stall selling pork.

The pork seller is an old man.

He was wearing a shabby felt hat, a strip of gray cloth wrapped around his waist, and the padded jacket on his body was patched everywhere.

According to the regulations, the pigs raised by the members are not allowed to be slaughtered privately, and can only be sold to food stations.

Naturally, the price is much lower than the market price.

In the market, a pound of fat costs 0.78 yuan, and the purchase price of the food station is less than 0.3 yuan.

Therefore, some communes will slaughter the fat pigs privately and sell them secretly in the pigeon market.

——Each pig is registered, and the above will also be regularly inspected, once it is found that someone has slaughtered fat pigs privately, it will inevitably be criticized.

However, this is difficult for the commune members who have the wisdom to survive.

There are still a lot of wild wolves in these years, and children are often taken away in the bed.

It is also a normal thing for a big fat pig to be taken away by a wild wolf in a small forest.

As for the evidence, do pig bones count?

The old man squatted on the ground, smoking a dry tobacco pouch, and the white smoke obscured his dark face.

Well, no wonder the old man doesn't wear a mask like everyone else in the pigeon market, it turns out that there are biological weapons.

Li Weidong squatted in front of the stall for a while and found a piece of red and white pork more than ten centimeters wide.

This kind of fat is perfect for etiquette.

I checked out a slightly thinner one and handed it to the old man.

The old man didn't say anything, put the cigarette bag and pot on the ground, and weighed both pieces of meat with an old scale.

Then make a gesture.

The etiquette is five catties and two taels, and the small pieces of meat are one catty and three taels.

Two pieces of meat, Li Weidong spent less than 5 yuan in total.

After paying the money, after the old man had dotted one by one in front of the dim lantern, Li Weidong turned around and walked to the corner of the alley, and casually put the flashlight and meat he had just bought into the space warehouse.

——After experiencing Qin Huairu's door-to-door borrowing of eggs, Li Weidong felt that he should be cautious.

Carrying so much meat back to the courtyard is really eye-catching.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and Li Weidong saw that the fish belly was white in the east, and he knew that the pigeon market was about to end.

Busy with his own stall also propped up.

As yesterday, the ore machine quickly attracted a group of buyers, and the big guys were interested in this radio without batteries.

A No. 2 battery costs 2 cents and 1 industrial ticket, which doesn't seem like much, the point is that this thing is a consumable.

Even if the average person has a radio, they are reluctant to turn it on often.

The ore machine doesn't use batteries, good stuff wow!

Soon someone asked for the price, and Li Weidong was about to stretch out a slap.

A voice of surprise mixed with anger came from the crowd: "Didn't you say yesterday that there was only one ore machine?" ”

Looking up, shouting, it was still the middle-aged man from yesterday.

The middle-aged person is like an innocent and weak woman who has been deceived by a scumbag at this time, both aggrieved and angry, and vaguely helpless.

Li Weidong glanced at him and resolutely stretched out a slap.

Then, another finger was held out.

- There is only one, that is, fifty yuan, do you want love!

The middle-aged man shouted: "Don't believe him, big guy, he also said yesterday that there is only one." ”

He also wanted to buy an ore machine, but felt that fifty yuan was too much.

Well, as long as the big guys don't buy it, this guy will definitely drop the price.

He had a good idea, but he underestimated the appeal of the ore machine.

And there's no way to know if this is the last.

If you miss it, you can't regret it.

An old man with gray hair who looked like a cadre rushed into the crowd, he was so anxious that he almost knocked the middle-aged man down and squeezed in front of the stall.

took out fifty yuan and handed it over: "This thing doesn't use batteries, old man, I listen to the radio all day long, and I don't have to be nagged by my wife."

Bought! Bought! Bought! ”

In the eyes of the middle-aged man who wanted to cry without tears, the ore machine was quickly sold.

Li Weidong got the money, but he didn't bother to pay attention to the middle-aged man, and turned around and walked out of the pigeon market.

Just a few steps away, the middle-aged man caught up and smiled shyly: "Comrade, is there still a stone machine?" ”

Li Weidong glared at him.

- Didn't you buy it?

The middle-aged man rubbed his hands in embarrassment, swallowed and foamed: "I don't have enough money on me today, will you come back tomorrow?" ”

Li Weidong ignored him, sped up, and disappeared into the early morning fog in three or five steps.

- It seems that tomorrow there will be a different pigeon market.

...

Li Weidong did not go back to the courtyard directly, but turned around and came to a large compound next to the courtyard.

knocked on the door of Mrs. Wang's house.

After the liberation, the business of media protection declined.

The original matchmakers have also been transformed.

The matchmakers became female workers and lived on their own.

However, there is a great deal of inertia in traditional customs.

The common people feel that without a matchmaker, a marriage will not be consummated.

Therefore, the female worker secretly became a matchmaker again.

Wang Matchmaker is a well-known matchmaker in the nearby neighborhood, known as the first Vake in the Miscellaneous Courtyard.

An incorruptible tongue can say that the dead are alive.

She is the matchmaker for most of the young men and women in the neighborhood.

Like Lou Xiao'e and Xu Damao. Jia Dongxu and Qin Huairu, Yan Jiefang and Yu Li...

So when she heard that Li Weidong was going to propose marriage to Yu Li, Mrs. Wang thought she had heard it wrong, and rubbed her ears, looking surprised.

"Didn't Yu Li give Yan liberation? Two months ago, it was still the thread I held by myself, you said it was not a mistake, it should be her sister Yu Haitang, right? ”

Yu Haitang... Li Weidong had a thin girl in his mind.

Carrying a pair of A's with her, she was very worried about the nutrition of her future children.

Your child's nutritional problems can be solved by milk powder.

The key is that Yu Haitang is too upright, his thoughts are too positive, and when the wind comes, he jumps up and down.

Definitely not a good match.

"That's right, it's Yu Li."

Li Weidong was a little embarrassed when he saw Mrs. Wang, so he had to explain the matter.

After listening to Li Weidong's words, Mrs. Wang's eyes widened little by little, and her mouth couldn't close: "This Yan Bugui actually did such an ugly thing, fortunately Wei Dong, you are sensible, otherwise if it spreads, my reputation will be ruined." ”

The matchmaker is also responsible for both men and women.

If something goes wrong, your reputation suffers.

Without a good reputation, the number of businesses is bound to suffer.

There are several peers in the next block, eyeing the business of the courtyard block, often carrying small stools to come here to chat with old men and old ladies.

In Wang's opinion, Li Weidong helped her avoid a serious work accident.

"Then I'm sorry for you, here's a pound and a half of pork."

Li Weidong took out the pork wrapped in newspaper from the canvas bag and handed it to Mrs. Wang.

The wrinkles on Mrs. Wang's face were flattened, and she muttered: "It's too much, how embarrassing is this." ”

There were more than fifty people, but the movements in their hands were not slow, and they quickly took the newspaper and put it in the cupboard.

"Don't worry, I'll go to Lao Yu's house in the afternoon to propose marriage, and I promise that you will be able to marry Yu Li next month."

The matchmaker gift of the media is generally two catties of stick noodles, and occasionally someone gives pork, which is only about half a catty.

Li Weidong made a move, it was one and a half pounds, too arrogant.

Ding, congratulations to Comrade Li Weidong for becoming a super platinum user.