The same is true for bicycle tickets, the price of a bicycle is between 150 and 210 yuan, and a bicycle ticket alone costs 230 yuan, so you can't get a bicycle without 400 yuan.

What is the concept of 400 bucks? is a stupid pillar eighth-level administrative treatment, thirty-seven yuan a month, and you can only save enough for a year without eating or drinking.

If you don't marry a daughter-in-law and make four big things, I will ask you if you are reluctant, right?

"Hey, comrade, don't go, do you want a national food stamp?" Yang Jun saw that the man was leaving, so he hurriedly stopped him and said, "I have a national food stamp, so you can save yourself from exchanging them everywhere." ”

"How much is a pound?"

"Two cents for local food stamps and four cents for national food stamps." Yang Jun quoted the price without thinking about it.

The price of grain stamps is sold at 2-3 times the price of white noodles, and now the fine noodles are sold at less than twice the price, and someone must be rushing to ask for them.

When the man heard this, his eyes lit up, and he immediately shook his head and said,

"It's too expensive, if you want it, I'll ask for it."

Is it still expensive?

Yang Jun tilted his head to look at the middle-aged man.

Dude, you're here to tease me, if I didn't need to cash out urgently, I would have sold you for four cents a pound?

"How much do you want? I don't sell it without it. ”

After all, it is the first business, and it is cheaper for two cents to be auspicious, after all, there are a large stack of food stamps copied in my own space.

When the man saw Yang Jun conceding the price, he suddenly came to his senses, stretched out a hand in his sleeve to keep warm, and gestured five fingers to him.

"Five thousand pounds? OK. ”

"Ahem...... Cough...... Fifty pounds. The man coughed dryly and quickly explained,

"Dude doesn't raise pigs, or so much."

When he heard that it was only fifty catties, Yang Jun was suddenly a little disappointed, or not so much, and the scholars who were still stabbing were gesturing?

No matter how small the fly is, it is meat, after all, it is a good start, fifty pounds is fifty pounds.

"Nineteen pieces."

Yang Jun took out a stack of food stamps, drew a few of the denominations of ten city catties, five city catties, three city catties, and one city catty, and handed them to him as much as fifty catties.

The reason why he did it was not to let people see that these food stamps were the same.

The man was also refreshed, gave the money and accepted the food stamps, and turned around and left without saying a word.

An old man next to him stared at Yang Jun with the eyes of a loser, frowning, looking like he was in pain, as if he was the one who suffered.

"New boy, huh? I don't have to ask around, the food stamps across the country have been sold for four cents and five cents, and you have lost seven cents of this catty. ”

"I sold three dollars and five cents less at once, and the five catties of pork were gone. Gee. ”

The muscles of the old man's old face twitched, and he looked like his teeth were distressed.

"If you always want to, I'll sell you too?" Yang Jun looked disappreciative and asked rhetorically.

"No money." The old man hurriedly shook his head.

The two sacks of jujubes I brought were not sold for a pound, where did I get the money to buy food stamps.

A man selling mutton next to him suddenly leaned over and asked in a low voice,

"Gentlemen, three cents and eight pounds, what do you say?"

"As much as you want." Yang Jun patted the pocket containing the food stamps and said.

"Give me fifty dollars."

The man selling mutton didn't say a word, took out a wad of woolly tickets, counted out fifty yuan and handed it over.

Seeing this, Yang Jun took out the food stamps, counted the food stamps of fifty yuan and handed them to the man who sold mutton.

In less than a minute, the transaction between the two parties was completed.

The sale went very smoothly, both parties were satisfied, Yang Jun successfully cashed out, the man who sold mutton had his own plan in his heart, with this food stamp, he would make an extra seven cents when he changed hands, who would still sell mutton?

After a while, the people around knew that Yang Jun had cheap food stamps here, which were seven cents lower than the market, so they gathered around.

"Thirty bucks."

"Give me a hundred pounds."

"Fifty bucks."

“……”

After a while, Yang Jun sold more than 1,000 catties of food stamps, and the cash in his hand was almost 400 yuan.

If you don't collect the stall, you may be targeted by someone with a heart, not to mention the continuous removal of food stamps from your pocket, even the 400 yuan alone is eye-catching.

There are often robberies around the pigeon market, and the people who are robbed do not dare to speak out, so they can only suffer dumb losses.

Yang Jun walked out of the Lama Palace pigeon market, put the food stamps and money into the space, did not dare to stay for a moment, and trotted all the way back.

At this moment, the sky is already dark.

There were already pedestrians on the road, and the snow that had finally covered the ground with a thin layer had melted, and there was water everywhere, but the snow had not stopped, and it seemed to be bigger than before.

When I passed by a morning shop, I took out an enamel jar in advance, and then entered the store, made a salted soy milk, and took a sip of it.

Then I saw another window selling pancake fruit, ordered seven in one go, added two eggs to each, and then asked the staff to add an extra half a spoon of salty noodle sauce to each pancake fruit.

After Yang Jun finished eating a pancake fruit and a salted soybean milk, the remaining six pancake fruits were also ready, took the packaged pancake fruit, went to make another soy milk, and went out of the breakfast shop after paying the ticket.

When passing by a deserted place, Yang Jun put a pancake fruit that looked a little big egg and the soy milk into the space.

In the future, I won't order the same thing when I eat breakfast, as long as I buy it once, it will be enough to rely on space replication in the future.

He just entered the space with his consciousness to check it, and the two fritters and two big meat buns that were put into the space yesterday have doubled to four, and they will become eight by this time tomorrow, and then ...... You can take it out and have enough food for the whole family.

Not surprisingly, after returning home, his ears were tortured by Wang Yuying for half an hour again.

However, several younger sisters and younger brothers were very happy, especially Yang Laosi pestered him, screaming one big brother after another.

Under the bridge in front of the door, a flock of ducks swam by,

Come and count, two-four-six-seven-eight

……

I'm a happy little yellow duck.

Seeing them eating happily, Yang Jun could only comfort himself.

Well, sacrifice me one and be happy to all of you.

……

The rolling mill gave Yang Jun three days to deal with personal matters, so he had enough time to arrange his family affairs before going to work.

After a while, Lao Wu came with three men about his age, and they were pushing a small cart, which was filled with working guys and cement and sand.

Before renovating a house, the first thing to do is to deal with water and electricity.

According to the requirements of Yang Jun's hydropower to be treated with dark lines, Lao Wu first led people to dig trenches where the wires passed, then buried the wires, and finally painted cement, and then began to excavate the lines of tap water and sewage.

Yang Jun has not yet discussed the problem of sewage pipes with the street office, so he can only dig the trench of the water pipe first.

There is a public pool in the front, middle and back three courtyards, and there is a common water meter under each pool, and every month according to the amount shown by the water meter, several households in the courtyard share the water bill.