At three o'clock in the morning, after a little bit with Zhou, Li Weidong got up.

Put on a thick cotton jacket, a cotton mask, and a torn felt hat.

Of course, lime is also essential.

It was dark outside, and the cold wind was raging.

Li Weidong rode his bicycle along the dim light and drove towards the nearest pigeon market.

Today he is going to buy some tickets and inspect the market by the way.

- I'm about to get married, and I should always buy some big items.

In order not to be eye-catching, furniture can not be replaced, houses can not be renovated, but bicycles and sewing machines are indispensable.

As for the character design of the 'poor household', Li Weidong has already thought it through, isn't there still an old Yu family.

Lao Yu's family is also a solid family, with only two daughters.

The old couple felt sorry for their eldest daughter, so it was reasonable to accompany them to give more dowry.

Soft rice is so delicious, whoever eats it knows.

As for security, yesterday, through Section Chief Zhang, he knew that it was unlikely that the police station would rush to the pigeon market.

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The pigeon market is still silent, and people walk silently.

Since there is a pigeon market, you can't go home empty-handed.

I have money in hand, and I can spend it vigorously.

Soon I bought a big rooster, an old hen, five pounds of eggs, seven or eight pounds of big carp...

In these years, the fish can't be sold at a price, so a big one is only 8 cents, which is just right for making sauerkraut fish.

After walking around and spending more than four yuan, Li Weidong also began to get down to business, and quietly walked towards the corner.

In the corner, four or five people wrapped in rice dumplings squatted in the cold wind,

Strangely, the newspapers spread out in front of them were empty, and they all carried a black leather bag in their arms.

These people are the so-called ticket sellers.

Ticket sellers are a high-risk profession, and they not only need to guard against people who rob money, but also a thorn in the side of public security comrades.

So, you can't do it without guts and brains.

In the era of the planned economy, a ticket was required to buy anything.

It can be said that tickets, like air and water, have become a part of life.

Without it, you can't move an inch.

So, the ticket seller's business is quite good.

In just a few moments, seven or eight people bought the tickets from the ticket sellers.

Li Weidong observed for a while, clutched the lime bag in his trouser pocket, and walked towards a fat man.

The fat man was not as tightly wrapped as the others, his hair was slightly curly, he wore a new suede jacket on his upper body, a pair of small black twill cargo pants on the bottom, and large shiny leather shoes on his feet.

is just this bag, and I can't get it without fifty yuan.

A total of eight people bought tickets just now, and six of them bought them from the fat man.

There were even two people who seemed to know the fat man and greeted him affectionately.

All this shows that this fat man has a good reputation in the pigeon market.

Besides, what bad intentions can a fat man have?

The fat man had just sent away a customer, and when he saw Li Weidong coming forward, he didn't care, and asked in a habitual low voice.

"What do you want?"

"Bicycle tickets, sewing tickets, watch tickets, by the way, watch tickets need two, if there are cloth tickets, there are also a few." Li Weidong reported the number.

The fat man was stunned for a moment, his two little eyes were rolling around, and he kept looking Li Weidong up and down.

The padded jacket this kid was wearing was clean, but the bottom edge was white, and he didn't look like a rich man.

"Dude, it seems like you want a bit too much, huh?"

"Heh, are you still afraid of a pot-bellied man when you open a restaurant? You wouldn't be without that many tickets, would you? Li Weidong urged impatiently, it was dark and strange here.

"Young man, Fat Yu is full today. You come to my side, my Wang Lao Liu's ticket is cheap. The two ticket sellers next to him saw the stalemate between the two and shouted in this direction.

The fat man is not a good stubble, so he immediately turned his head and replied: "Don't shout blindly, people want to distribute tickets, do you have them?" ”

The ticket sellers immediately shrunk their necks, stopped talking, and squatted back again.

The Chinese New Year is just a few months away, and even the most difficult families are trying to buy new clothes for their children.

Cloth tickets are in short supply in the pigeon market.

That is to say, Yu Fat grew up in the alley, and most of his brothers and friends are active and active, so he can get some.

It's a big business, and if it can be done, it can make at least two dollars.

Yu Fatzi was also moved, he sniffled, and didn't seem to smell anything abnormal, so he said slowly: "Yes, yes, but you want too much, I have so many votes on me, isn't it unclear when I encounter the public security?" ”

This explanation is plausible, and the ticket sellers were convicted on the basis of the value of the tickets.

Generally, experienced ticket sellers will carry a few tickets of each kind, and the total amount is not more than ten yuan.

Even if they are arrested, the amount involved is small, and the public security comrades will be punished lightly.

The ticket seller was only treated as a friend for Bai Zhai, and the business was wasted for a few days.

"If not, forget it! I'm not buying it today. Li Weidong's vigilance suddenly rose, and he turned around and wanted to walk outside the pigeon market.

"Don't mind, buddy, if you can trust me, wait for me to go back and get it." Yu Fatzi staggered forward to block in front of him.

- This is a big customer, and I can't let it go.

Li Weidong frowned and didn't say anything.

This guy doesn't want to take the opportunity to report and make meritorious contributions, right?

Taking the opportunity to go home to get the ticket, he turned around and ran into the police station and sold the person who bought the ticket.

Touching his suspicious gaze, the fat man hurriedly patted his chest and promised:

"You go and inquire, my reputation in this pigeon market, it is a good one. Besides, cloth tickets are in high demand, and I dare say I am the only one in stock at the pigeon market in this neighborhood. ”

"In this case, you go ahead, and I'll follow you to get it." As long as he doesn't report it, Li Weidong is not afraid of him playing tricks.

Although I didn't learn serious martial arts from the old martial artist in Huling, I also knew a strange stick method called 'Jujube Stick Method'.

As long as he had a stick in his hand, three or five people couldn't get close to him.

Besides, it is necessary to find an agent in the pigeon market.

Contact a few more times, and if this ticket seller is reliable, he doesn't have to bother with selection.

Yu Fatzi hesitated for a while, as if weighing the risk, and finally nodded.

There's no way, he's really short of money these days.

Besides, if the ticket seller doesn't have the guts to take risks, it's better to sleep at home.

"Alright, you follow me."

Li Weidong rode a bicycle and followed the fat man, turning around in the alley, and came to a courtyard house with a single door.

"You wait at the door, I'll come when I go."

Yu Fat said hello, tiptoed open the door, slipped into the yard, and then gently covered it.

It's like a thief stealing people.

Li Weidong looked left and right, found nothing abnormal, listened attentively for a while, and there was silence in the alley.

He didn't wait for the door, but took a few more steps forward and came around the corner.

Finding a leeward place, he crouched down and paddled a cigarette, and smoked it with a click.

In the flickering light of the fire, his attention was highly concentrated.

Therefore, when the sound of the door shaft rubbing against the bluestone was heard in the distance, he immediately reacted.

He extinguished the cigarette butt and fell to the ground, hid around the corner, and looked towards the gate of the courtyard.

With the help of the bright moonlight, a dark figure can be seen coming out of the courtyard with his hands behind his back.

Because the distance is a bit far, I can't really see it.

But this will make the big guys sleep, it must be the fat man.

The fat man is quite fast!

Li Weidong was about to go out to greet him, but found that the black shadow did not stop, but walked straight to the street.

Nima, is this a play man? What about the ticket?

Li Weidong's temper tantrum can't be endured.

picked up the wooden stick on the side of the road, chased after it, grabbed the other party's collar, and said, "Where's the ticket?" ”

"Tickets?" The other party was also stunned, and was so frightened that he shuddered, "What ticket?" ”

As soon as the other party spoke, Li Weidong realized that he had made a mistake.

Yu Fatzi is a young man, that is, in his twenties, but this person's voice is forty or fifty, and his body is thin.

He shook the flashlight in the other party's face, and suddenly gasped in shock.

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