The wholesale clothing market in Yangcheng is not far from the train station.

In recent years, most of the wholesale markets are close to rail transport hubs, and commodity trading is not supported by a convenient transportation system, which can be very costly.

After getting off the bus, Guan Haiyang did not go to the wholesale market as soon as possible, but asked Lu Yushan and Du Xia to wait for him at the exit of the station, and he and Sister Zhang went to buy tickets for the return trip first.

But as soon as she walked out of the station, Sister Zhang let out an exclamation.

Guan Haiyang's eyes were fast, he jumped two steps, and grabbed a half-sized son by the back collar.

The other party didn't expect him to react so quickly, and he was directly taken to the ground and fell to the ground.

Guan Haiyang snatched the bag in his hand and returned it to the pale Sister Zhang.

The kid on the ground gave him a fierce look, and wanted to have a seizure, but he saw the police coming towards him and hurriedly got into the crowd.

Sister Zhang's heart was pounding, and she hugged the bag and thanked Guan Haiyang.

If the bag is snatched away, she will lose too much.

Waving his hand, Guan Haiyang smiled: "Not to mention that you take care of us so much on the road, it's a stranger being robbed, and I can't watch it!" Let's go buy a ticket, you have to take care of the bag. ”

Sister Zhang didn't know how to be careful, she used to be very cautious alone, but this time it was because someone was talking together, and she was taken advantage of by someone when she relaxed slightly.

After waiting in line, Sister Zhang's ticket was successfully bought, and she didn't return until the New Year, so the ticket was naturally easy to buy.

Tickets to the ocean are hard to find.

There were too many people in front of the ticket gate, and Sister Zhang couldn't help, so the two could only say goodbye in a hurry.

Looking at Guan Haiyang's lost appearance, a young man next to him stepped forward, pulled him aside, and asked quietly, "Didn't buy a ticket?" ”

Guan Haiyang turned his head and saw that it was a twenty-six or seventeen, long-faced and pockmarked guy, and a pair of eyes were sneakily glancing left and right, as if the question just now did not come out of his mouth.

This is an encounter with scalpers.

In this era of underdeveloped transportation, the train capacity is seriously insufficient, and the railway transportation system has to face the number of returnees who are several times or even dozens of times higher than the capacity standard.

The ticket to return home during the Chinese New Year is really more expensive than gold.

How will scalpers let go of this opportunity to make a fortune.

They will organize people to queue up in advance to buy tickets, and wait until two or three days before the departure of the train to sell in large quantities.

In order to be able to return home to their loved ones, many people have to bear to pay a month's salary and buy tickets from scalpers at prices several times higher than the face value.

Guan Haiyang asked in a low voice: "Is there a ticket to Jiangcheng?" ”

The long-faced pockmark lowered his head and came over: "Two hundred, hard seat." ”

"Fuck me!"

Guan Haiyang scolded his mother directly, he had seen it ruthless, but he had never seen such a ruthless one, he really regarded him as a fat sheep.

Guan Haiyang turned around and left.

The long-faced pockmark hurriedly followed, and grabbed his arm: "You can discuss, you can discuss." ”

Guan Haiyang thought for a while, and asked directly in Yangcheng dialect: "Sleeper, one hundred, just do it, if it doesn't work, pull it." ”

The long-faced pockmarked saw a tender, fair face and tall figure, and at first glance he was not a local, and he wanted to kill him, but he didn't expect the other party to speak the local dialect so fluently, so he looked away.

Guan Haiyang has been doing business in Gangcheng for nearly three years in later generations, and he has long been thoroughly informed of Yangcheng dialect.

"One hundred and two, it can't be less."

Mazi's eyes are very firm, below this price, he is not unprofitable, but there are still a few days before driving, and he has room for buffering,

Estimating that even if it was cheaper, it would only be a matter of ten yuan and eight yuan, Guan Haiyang did not bargain anymore and finalized the deal.

"Come with me."

Asako led the way in a low voice.

Ticket sellers generally do not hold all the tickets in their hands, and it is too risky to be caught.

"Wait, I have two companions, I'll have to call them."

Guan Haiyang didn't dare to get separated from Du Xia and Lu Yushan in this place.

In these years, there is no mobile phone, and once it is lost, it is impossible to contact it.

Mazi was a little impatient and told him to hurry.

Guan Haiyang trotted to the exit of the station and called Lu Yushan and Du Xia.

Follow Mazi all the way through the streets and alleys, through a dilapidated alley with twists and turns, and come to a tin house.

"Wait here, I'll pick up the ticket."

Mazi instructed them, turned the tin room and disappeared.

Looking at the tattered environment around her, Lu Yushan was a little uneasy, and whispered: "Why is this place so messy!" ”

Of course it's chaotic, Guan Haixin said.

Even after the turn of the millennium, this place is a mixed bag.

Back then, he was running business here, living in an urban village, and he could hear gunfire from time to time in the middle of the night.

"They are afraid of being caught, so they naturally have to hide a little more secretly. Rest assured, it's a ticket seller. ”

Guan Haiyang comforted Lu Yushan's little heart.

But to be honest, if it weren't for Du Xia by his side, just him and Lu Yushan, he would never dare to follow Mazi to this place.

In the 80s and even 90s, public security in Yangcheng has always been a big problem.

Parcel cutting, stealing, robbery, fraud, porcelain touching, extortion, selling counterfeit tickets, forced buying and selling, etc., are staged here countless times every day.

Stealing does not lead to robbery, someone's gold earrings are torn off, and their earlobes are torn; Someone slept on the side of the road and woke up to find that the money in the underwear was missing.

After the thief was caught in plainclothes, he picked up a wooden stick and confronted the police.

Someone was pulled and asked for money, made a public phone, and didn't dare to squeak when asked for a few hundred yuan; There are even people who are sold to the port city to be piglets.

The long-faced pockmarks led them to such a deep place, and most of them didn't have any good intentions.

Sure enough, after waiting for five or six minutes, Mazi did not appear, but a few young people with sticks appeared at the mouth of the alley behind them.

Du Xia quietly protected Lu Yushan behind him, while Guan Haiyang watched vigilantly at the corner of the tin house.

When the mouth of the alley was blocked, the disappeared pockmarks flashed out from behind the tin house.

Guan Haiyang looked at Mazi and said in a deep voice: "Didn't you say that you brought us over to buy tickets?" ”

Mazi approached, raised the train ticket in his hand, patted Guan Haiyang on the shoulder, and smiled disdainfully: "Doing business, talking is naturally counted, but the ticket price is going to rise." ”

"How much?"

Guan Haiyang asked.

Mazi was stunned, and then smiled: "The little brother is quite knowledgeable, in this way, one ticket is two thousand ......"

Before the word "thousand" could be spoken, Mazi only felt that something flashed in front of him.

I bowed my head again, but saw that the ticket in my hand had already reached the other party's hand.

"I'll give you a lung!"

He has been a gangster for so many years, and he has never seen such a tiger guy.

Raising your hand is a slap in the face.

"Smack", Mazi was dizzy, and a clear palm print emerged from his slightly dark cheek.

He was a little confused.

What the fuck is going on?

What's going on, of course, it was attacked by Guan Haiyang!

Seeing this, the little brother with the stick behind him shouted and pounced.

With a brush, Mazi took out a half-foot-long dagger from behind him and stabbed it towards Guan Haiyang's chest.

Guan Haiyang did not retreat but advanced, snatched the dagger back with a wrong hand, and knocked it on the door of Mazi's head by the way.

A red envelope the size of a quail egg suddenly bulged out on the already uneven head.

Mazi was stunned for the second time.

There was a sound of scolding behind him, but Guan Haiyang was not worried at all.

The alley was already narrow, Lu Yushan was sandwiched between him and Du Xia, and before breaking through Du Xia's pass, Lu Yushan's safety was not a problem.

A gangster with a stick can break through Du Xia's guard?

Just kidding, the big slap wheel of the pu fan passed, regardless of whether you were an iron pipe or a steel pipe, it was not enough to see.

But in three or two rounds, Mazi's younger brothers lay on the ground.

Mako's mouth opened wide.

What the hell is this god, even the Siberian tigers that are rampaging at the train station are not so capable of fighting!

Looking at Guan Haiyang's fierce eyes, Mazi suddenly softened: "Brother, brother, if you have something to say." ”

Guan Haiyang grabbed his collar: "Didn't I speak well?" Think about it, who is not talking well? How much did you say a ticket costs? ”

Mazi's eyes rolled, and he smiled: "I said the wrong thing, two yuan for a ticket, two yuan!" ”

"No way!" Guan Haiyang still does not let go.

Mazi hurriedly said: "Send you, send you, just as a buddy who has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai." ”

Guan Haiyang still shook his head.

Now Zi Mazi is dumbfounded, what is this kid going to do?

It's not enough to kill people, Lao Tzu has given you the ticket, what else do you want?