Dressed as the Fujiao bag of the captain's house

Chapter 64 Bicycle Tickets
After entering the underground passage, I found that there was a lot of people inside.

The passage is nearly a kilometer long and very spacious. There are stalls selling various things on both sides. Groups of customers are picking and picking.

The brothers wrapped the black hoods that the dog eggs had given them, leaving only their eyes exposed.

Find a place with a lot of people and put down the backpack.

And then... you look at me, I look at you.

The first time I did business, no one shouted.

Boss Mu felt that he was the boss and should start.

He whispered a little embarrassedly:
"Sell pork, sell pork!"

The sound was not too loud, and was instantly drowned out by the surrounding noise.

"Pfft haha!"

Mu Jianfeng looked at the eldest brother whose face was flushed, and laughed loudly.

On the contrary, it has attracted the attention of some people.

A well-dressed old lady with a silver bracelet on her hand came over with a basket:
"Comrade, what are you selling in your backpack?"

Seeing someone asking, Boss Mu hurriedly said:

"Meat, the pork that was just killed today."

He lifted a back basket, revealing the fat and thin wild boar inside.

The meat looks very fresh, with a fleshy pink color.

The old lady's eyes lit up, she didn't even ask the price, she directly took out a big unity:

"Weigh me ten pounds. The meat should be fat, and the lean meat is the best."

Fat meat has more oil and water than lean meat, and it tastes delicious. Both urban and rural people prefer fatty meat.

Boss Mu held the money and was stunned.

The first business came so quickly and so smoothly, it made him feel unreal.

and,

He unfolded the great unity and looked at it carefully.

He lived for half his life, and for the first time had a great unity.

Mu Jianfeng has already weighed the old lady's meat with a scale, tied it with a straw rope and handed it to her:
"Our meat is a pound. If there is a meat ticket, it is sixty cents a pound. Do you have a ten-pound meat ticket?"

When the old lady heard the price, she didn't think it was too expensive, and took out a stack of bills in her pocket.

Currency vouchers, bicycle tickets, food stamps, meat stamps, and even cotton stamps.

The brothers of the Mu family stared straight at it.

"I only brought six pounds of meat tickets."

The old lady was in trouble.

Mu Jianfeng had an idea in his heart:
"Since there are not enough meat tickets, then use other tickets to pay for it."

"Well, the remaining four pounds of meat tickets can be exchanged for bicycle tickets or cotton tickets."

"Of course, bicycle tickets and cotton tickets are scarcer than meat tickets, and we can give you another price cut."

The old lady who was hesitant heard the price cut and asked:

"How much can you drop?"

Mu Jianfeng stretched out his hand to compare five:
"Five cents off a pound of meat, I'll give you fifty cents a pound."

The old lady thought for a while. The supply and marketing cooperatives in the county were all sold out. She went to the black market to look around, and only found such a store, so she gritted her teeth and said:

"Row."

She took out a bicycle ticket.

She already has a bicycle at home, and this ticket is useless for her, it is better to use it for meat.

A ticket that doesn't matter to her is far from the meat Jingui that can fill her stomach.

Mu Lao Si helped her find change, and saw Mu Jianfeng watching the bicycle ticket music.

"Third brother, what do you want a bicycle ticket for?"

He whispered:

"Our family can't afford it."

A Phoenix bicycle costs more than 200 yuan.

Mu Jianfeng happily put the bicycle ticket in his pocket:

"I don't want it, it's our Nanbao who wants it."

Before coming to the county to sell meat, Nan Bao secretly explained to him, giving him a chance to exchange a bicycle ticket.

(End of this chapter)