Chapter 92, eighty eggs for a bag of potato chips

Wu Xi and Mo Bai wouldn't say it anyway.

At this time, Mo Bai returned home to meet his parents, and he had the same idea as Wu Xi.

It was cold and couldn't go out, Mo Bai's parents walked around the dining table, and there was a little less spare space in the living room, Mo Bai's mother brought out a pot of stewed pork ribs: "Take it to Captain Gu to eat, and you won't be able to put down the food at home." ”

Wu Xi and Mo Bai went home to see because they were in a bad mood, After reading it, they didn't know whether to thank the bad weather or the bad weather, the family lived a good life that they had never had.

Gu Sheng parked the car, was alone on the street, put the pistol on his lap, put down the seat and waited for the phone.

It also happened tonight that since Ye Lin arrived, there was no phone call, so that Gu Sheng Ye Lin and the others could comfortably enjoy a snack cake and chocolate hot drink.

Seeing that the time was up, Gu Sheng dialed Yang Jun's phone.

Gu Sheng knew that Yang Jun hadn't slept yet, and his habit of nightlife made Yang Jun sleep in the early hours of the morning all year round, and he rarely appeared at the Public Security Bureau in the morning.

Ken appeared in Gu Sheng's office early in the morning, but was stimulated by Jiang Ping.

"Team Yang, what you asked me to help, I promise you, say it first, I'll bring someone to you, you are not allowed to hurt him."

Gu Sheng originally wanted to wait for Yang Jun to sleep in the early morning before fighting, but this old boy harassed himself for a good night's sleep in the morning, and he also harassed him once.

But at this time, there may be something in the early morning, so I can only call him now.

Gu Sheng already had an idea in his heart, so he simply made Yang Jun happy in the middle of the night, and he would see Zhenzhang tomorrow.

Yang Jun's voice didn't sound happy, and he didn't even react at first: "What's the matter?" ”

"The guy in the press center, what's the matter, you changed your mind? That's the end of it. ”

"Oh oh, okay, tomorrow?"

Gu Sheng: "Tomorrow morning in Huaguang Business District, I said that there must be a good hotel for guests." ”

Yang Jun laughed: "I understand, I'll invite you this time." You arrive, you go, I'll order you a table next door, how about it? ”

Gu Sheng: "Okay." ”

Putting down the phone, Gu Sheng pondered, why was Yang Jun unhappy?

It must be for business again, and it is definitely not enough to support seven families at current prices, but with the things accumulated in your hands to shrink your head to live, you will not be short of these days.

The temperature has changed in just a few days.

Think about most of the people in the Public Security Bureau, like Yang Jun, who are anxious every day, and when they talk about prices, they can burst out of fire in their eyes, but they can only lose money in business.

Deserve.

I don't know how to do business and just buy and sell, and everyone thinks that they are masters of manipulation.

Gu Sheng half sat up, put the cigarette case on the passenger seat, he was a big temper, the whole cigarette that he opened was scattered on the seat, opened a box, thought about it, and put it down again.

Her Majesty wanted to taste the taste of cigarettes, and her habits were a bad example for her.

Punish yourself and don't smoke now.

Continue to think about Her Majesty, she is also beautiful when she eats, and when she eats sweetly, the chef will treat her as a bosom friend.

Well, Her Majesty the Queen.

Thinking about how much delicious food he would cook for Her Majesty tomorrow, he suddenly let out a sigh of annoyance and sat up.

The hand slapped his forehead: "I forgot, I actually forgot,"

Xiao Pei hoarded a lot of snacks, chocolates, potato chips, all kinds of fruit juice candies. Gu Sheng is a romantic person, tonight only thinks about the glass cottage like a rainbow, the furnishings next to the queen's throne must be simple, the milky white table with dim sum red orange, red, green, blue, purple must be good-looking, forget to give Her Majesty a cart of snacks.

Maybe I thought about it at the time, but the glass cabin was transparent, the delicate seats plus two youthful people, and the presence of an extra servant would affect the perception, and the full snacks were not suitable for the camera.

"I'll give it to her tomorrow."

Gu Sheng thought like this, and his heart full of love still couldn't be relieved.

As he himself said, he used to be a playboy, and the importance of snacks for girls is not the same as arriving a moment early and arriving a moment late.

And his negligence today caused him to send snacks to His Majesty tomorrow, which really shouldn't be.

I've seen some of the Queen's waybills, and there are no snacks on them.

At this time, the convenience stores that used to be numerous on the streets have disappeared, and after the rationing system began, some people are unemployed, and some people work overtime, and they have no time to eat snacks or spare money.

According to Gu Sheng's knowledge, a bag of thirty to fifty grams of potato chips can be sold for thirty to fifty eggs on the black market.

That's right, the black market now doesn't accept cash, doesn't accept transfers, only barter.

Outrageous prices don't make the poor man's money, and the poor have thirty or fifty eggs, and the whole family happily eats them for a while.

Only rich people who have abundant materials in their hands and have no snacks will be hungry for snacks and replaced.

Gu Sheng patted his head again, as if this way he would remember more firmly.

His mind is changing, and he occasionally thinks about how much Yang Jun's business has lost, and he is still unhappy in the middle of the night.

In a house on a certain street.

"Smack!"

Yang Jun slapped the table again and yelled at his sixth aunt: "Four hundred eggs for five bags of potato chips, and eighty eggs for one bag." You scumbag, I shouldn't have wanted you in the first place! ”

The young sixth aunt twisted her waist too unto be outdone: "Hmph, the eldest sister also changes snacks, everyone else is changing, why can't we girls change, your son wants to eat, what can I do?" ”

"Yes, Dad, didn't you say that it hurts me the most?" The adults tossed so much, and the children did not sleep.

He looked over with dark eyes open.

Yang Jun choked, and he couldn't say anything to curse below.

Slowly, he said: "That can't be exchanged for such an expensive one, the black market can exchange a maximum of fifty eggs for a bag." ”

The sixth aunt sneered: "People will pay this price, otherwise they won't change it, what can I do?" I asked you a few days earlier, but you refused to send it. I got 400 eggs back today, and you showed up, why did you just watch our girls eat some snacks, how can this be reasonable. ”

Yang Jun was angry again and shouted, "That's because you want to eat too much, and people can see it." ”

Eighty eggs for a bag of potato chips, or the smallest bag, what is the price?

Yang Jun had a splitting headache, which made him think that if he lived honestly when the weather fell, guarding the supplies in his hands, he would still be able to live a good life now.

I have always wanted to make money, guess the market every day, buy and sell, and the result is like this.

It's only been a few days since the temperature dropped, and if you weren't too greedy, you wouldn't be overwhelmed.

And people who are too greedy are often a group, and chaos has long been coming.

This can be seen from the fact that the Gu Sheng trio have to wander the streets every night and cannot sleep in the office at ease.

But for those who are prepared and have strength, of course, they are still doing well.

Another quarrel with Yue Feng broke out, which Ye Lin didn't expect.

Yue Feng stipulated that she go home on time, Ye Lin got up early at six o'clock every day, and after breakfast, she would rest for a while as usual, and then exercise together.

Yue Feng took out two cups of ginger jujube hot tea from the kitchen and put them in front of Ye Lin: "This is no worse than chocolate, in fact, I prefer to drink this every time I finish snow sports." ”

Ye Lin deeply believes that most of the Chinese people respect their drinks, and she is no exception.

When she drank half of it, Yue Feng's chatter entered the topic, Ye Lin was stunned.

Yue Feng asked naturally, "Do you know how to smoke?" ”

Ye Lin admonished himself to be calm, recalling Yue Feng's last question was what do you like in school, singing or dancing, and he was the first to answer that he has always liked sports.

The last sentence asked whether the aunt of the school dormitory management is easy to speak, and he was the first to answer that he had to go to the girls' dormitory to inform the school athletes, and was interrogated by the dormitory manager aunt for a long time.

Early.

Good sleep.

Ask for a ticket.

(End of chapter)