There are so many live buckles, only two of them are missing, and they are definitely full of harvest.

For such a result, everyone is naturally excited. They discussed continuing to catch them in the afternoon, and there was a great deal of momentum to catch the wild pigeons.

The broken babies who have been with me all morning also have colors flashing in their eyes.

This method of catching birds is very simple, there is no technical content at all, even they can do it.

It can be expected that the rest of the village will quickly follow suit.

However, Wang Manyin knew in his heart that this kind of trap was actually not so easy to use. It's summer, and there is so much food for birds to eat in the wild. Coupled with plant occlusion, it is difficult to spot the presence of bait if it is not flying by the side.

Of course, today was pure accident and luck.

On the return, a few intellectuals asked how the prey would be distributed.

Wang Manyin directly put forward his idea: he left two rock pigeons, and gave one to each of the five broken babies. The rest, along with two moles and pheasants, were brought back by the intellectuals.

These children watched and followed for a long time, without merit and hard work.

In this regard, the educated youth have nothing to say.

In fact, if you count it seriously, they have taken a big advantage. So much game, it's enough for a few people to eat a beautiful meal.

When he got home, Wang Manyin found that the kiln door was locked.

Orchid posted a note on the door, stating that she had gone to pull weeds on her own ground.

After Wang Manyin joined the production team last year, Wang Lian gave him six points of self-reserved land by the way. Not long ago, the orchid was allocated its own land.

So now his family has a total of one acre and two points of self-reserved land, which is divided into two places.

The two discussed it, and all corn was planted in one place, and the remaining six points of land were planted with some beans and melons in addition to vegetables.

Just that more than one acre of land, Wang Manyin can be busy with any hands. However, orchids can't be idle, and they will also go to their own fields to see when they have time.

Seeing that her mother-in-law was not at home, Wang Manyin took out the key to open the door. Immediately, he entered the space with two rock pigeons. When he returned, he had two more in his hand, which were much larger than the previous ones.

The reason for the exchange is mainly due to the continuous reproduction and growth of the space pigeon flock, and the phenomenon of inbreeding has appeared, and fresh blood needs to be injected in time.

Wang Manyin slaughtered the two rock pigeons, scooped up a basin of water, and squatted in front of the dung heap to pluck the feathers and break the belly.

While he was busy, he heard someone shouting on the dirt road below, "Full of silver, at home,"

Turning his head, he found that it was Zhang Ersuo from Ishikawa Village. The other party was carrying a bag behind him, and he didn't know what it was holding.

"Brother Zhang, are you here?" Wang Manyin hurriedly washed his hands and got up to say hello.

"Well, I'll take some Yuanzhi skin at home, and I'll sell it. Do you take it here?"

"Yes, of course!"

Someone came to sell things, and Wang Manyin was very welcome. When the other party put the cloth bag on the ground, he reached out and took out a handful to look at it, and quoted the price of three pieces.

In this regard, Zhang Ersuo didn't say anything.

In fact, the reputation of Wang Manyin's consignment has spread, and the real Tong Su is not bullied.

Souvenirs are different from other commodities, and there is a certain degree of flexibility in pricing depending on the quality difference. When other consignment points make acquisitions, they will generally secretly reduce the price, or even lack a catty.

….

But in Wang Manyin's family, there has never been such behavior.

The price is what it should be, and there will be no loss of a penny. Some people do not believe in evil and deliberately go to the supply and marketing cooperatives to sell goods, but the price is exactly the same.

As for the scales, there has been no fake. Ordinary people are not stupid, and most of them will weigh them before selling them.

After a long time, everyone is very relieved about Wang Manyin's family and is willing to come over to sell things.

This is one of the reasons why he was able to receive a steady stream of eggs from three villages.

After settling the account, Zhang Ersuo didn't leave immediately, and asked out loud, "Man Yin, do you want Maike in Jar Village this year?"

"Mike?" Wang Manyin was in a trance for a while, and then he understood what the other party meant.

He replied uncertainly, "I don't know about this, you should go to the captain, probably not......

On the Loess Plateau, maike is also an ancient profession, which is said to have existed as early as the Ming and Qing dynasties.

The Loess Plateau has been in drought for nine times in ten years, and it is impossible to feed a family by digging in the soil alone. Therefore, during the off-season, people will form a team to go out to work for a short time.

One way is to go outside the mouth and go to the grassland to make a living.

The other went south to Guanzhong...... One of the things people often do is to be a microphone. In the early years, when the pine was managed, many people would go out to work as wheat customers during the Shibi Festival, and even the Jar Village was no exception. The wheat in Guanzhong was harvested about 20 days earlier than the Loess Plateau, and they cut the wheat all the way to the north until they reached their own doorstep.

In the words of the villagers, the land in Guanzhong is very fat, and sorghum can grow with a handful of oil and a mallet.

Of course, the most McKee should be the Ganzhou side next door, also known as "Ganguke", which is called "Busy Road". In the end, the pronunciation was transliterated, and it became "hairy gourd".

However, now that people are not allowed to move around, there is no one in Jar Village who goes out to be a microphone guest. On the other hand, on the other side of Ishikawa Village, life is poorer, and there are few wheat fields, and there are still people who secretly go south to work part-time.

As for the employment of wheat customers in the village...... Estimated unlikely. There are very few production teams here in the Shibi Festival who are willing to spend money. Unless the weather is bad, or the wheat is about to be fried, it will be a last resort.

Hearing this, Zhang Ersuo was a little disappointed, but he also knew that what people were telling the truth.

He nodded and left reluctantly.

***

Early in the morning, Wang Manyin got up early in the morning.

I didn't even eat breakfast, so I carried eggs and scorpions and walked towards the Shibi Festival Commune. It just so happened that it was a market today, and he planned to take this opportunity to go around the black market and see what was being sold there recently.

It is said that since the beginning of spring, Wang Manyin has scruples in his heart, and he has not been to the black market for several months.

When I arrived at the souvenir compound, I realized that Zhao Tianxi had not come to work yet. Wang Manyin simply put his things at Liu Qingli's place, and he went out to wander along the street.

Sure enough, it still has an impact, and I only saw a few people setting up stalls along the way, and the things sold were all home-produced.

As for the customers, none of them.

Leaving the Shibijie Commune, Wang Manyin quickly turned to the edge of the jujube forest. Just as he was about to walk forward, he saw a man approaching him.

The other party's name is Hu San, and he and Wang Manyin also knew each other before.

"Wang Manyin, you are a rare guest, you haven't been here for a few days," after seeing him, Hu San greeted him warmly, and then took out a cigarette.

….

Wang Manyin reached out and took the cigarette and put it on his ear, and then said, "I follow the production team to work, and I usually don't have time. How's business going?"

"Hey, it's like this ball, immortal and alive. We barely ate with our mouths, unlike you, who heard that there is a consignment store at home." Between the words, Hu San was very envious.

"It's not easy to open a sales agency, you have to worry about everything."

Wang Manyin still has things to do, and he doesn't plan to talk nonsense with the other party. After chatting for a few words, he took out five cents from his pocket and handed it over. This is the entrance fee, which cannot be less.

"Full silver, forget it, everyone is friends, so we won't accept the money." Hu San's expression changed slightly, and he opened his mouth to excuse himself.

Seeing this, Wang Manyin felt strange in his heart.

However, he still insisted on stuffing the money into the other party's hands: "There are no rules, there is no square circle. It's not easy for you either. If you don't take the money, I won't go in."

"That...... Okay." Hu San hesitated and nodded.

As Wang Manyin guessed, this black market is also deserted now. There were only a few dozen people doing trades, a stark contrast to the lively scene before. And many buyers wrapped half of their faces with scarves on hot days, and their heads were full of sweat.

However, there are a lot of things to trade, most of which are related to eating.

Seeing that there were eggs for sale, Wang Manyin leaned over and asked the price. The other party dared to ask for the price, and directly shouted a nine-cent ...... It is twice as high as the purchase price of the supply and marketing cooperatives.

No way, this year's stone festival is a few nearby

There was a chicken plague in the commune, and eggs became very scarce.

Naturally, prices on the black market have been rising...... Although the staff is very strict, there are always some bold farmers who want to come here to earn a few more cents.

Hey, there's a melon seller!

Wang Manyin originally only looked at it but didn't buy it, but when he saw the melon, he was immediately tempted.

On the Loess Plateau, melon seedlings are generally cultivated only when the wheat is slightly yellow, and they do not mature until summer. The other party is starting to sell now, and it obviously took a lot of thought.

Wang Manyin asked the price, which was also a little expensive, a dime a catty. After thinking about it, he bought four and put them in a cloth bag.

In this way, when I go home, the melons produced in the space can finally be officially taken out.

After a hurried look, Wang Manyin turned around and left.

As a result, as soon as he walked into the jujube forest, he was stopped by several people. Headed by the person in charge of this pigeon city, his name is Guo Kuiwa, who is secretly called Brother Kui by many people.

The predecessor often wandered around the black market, and naturally he had met with each other, but they were not very familiar with each other.

Looking at each other's appearance now, it seems that they have come specifically for themselves.

"Wang Manyin, long time no see." Guo Kuiwa also greeted with a smile. But with the folds on his face, this smile is more ugly than crying.

"Brother Kui, what's wrong?" As Wang Manyin spoke, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and scattered them one by one.

"Well, if you want to make a deal. Otherwise, I'll do Dong at noon, and let's have a meal in a restaurant, how about it?" Guo Kuiwa hugged her shoulders and looked very familiar.

"Brother Kui, I can't compare with you. There is still a mess of things to do at home, so how can I have free time. If you have anything, just say it, see if I can help."

Wang Manyin casually pulled off the opponent's arm. This guy doesn't know how long he hasn't taken a shower, and the smell of sweat on his body really hurts his nose.

Guo Kuiwa's face changed, and finally nodded and said, "It's okay, let's go away and talk."

was faintly stopped by the two behind him, and Wang Manyin was even more sure that the other party had nothing good to do with him. It's just a little strange, I don't know where Guo Kuiwa can take a fancy to me.

But he was not afraid, and swaggered along.

When she came to the jujube forest, Guo Kuiwa opened her mouth and said her purpose: "Wang Manyin, I heard that your consignment point has been very prosperous, and you can collect a lot of eggs every day. How about the two of us working together, you receive eggs and send them to me in the future, and one will add two cents......

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