Siheyuan: Struggle Begins in the 1950s

"Dude, don't you need the other tickets?"

When the ticket scalpers saw that Wang Jianjun had bought all the industrial coupons he had saved, they guessed that he was a wealthy man.

I just want to sell other tickets.

“Do you have a bicycle ticket?”

"…No."

"Radio tickets?"

“…No.”

"Sewing tickets?"

"hehe…"

"Watch ticket?"

"Well...why don't you go and have a look at other stalls?"

Wang Jianjun was speechless. Why are you asking if there is no goods?

Then he turned around and went to the stall selling chickens and ducks.

The man selling chickens and ducks was a middle-aged man, and judging by his dress, he must have come from a nearby village.

The price asked for was quite high, five dollars for both chicken and duck.

There are two chickens and three ducks in total.

The duck is a teal, not big in size and with firm meat, perfect for stewing soup.

Of course, the varieties that are not available in the space should be collected.

The price offered by the other party was a bit high. The customers who wanted to buy it thought it was too expensive and kept bargaining for a while.

The stall owner refused to lower the price and just stood there.

Wang Jianjun walked over and said directly that he wanted them all.

Although the premium is a bit high, there are two hens and two ducks out of five.

Unless the rural people are in financial difficulty at home, who would be willing to sell their egg-laying treasures to others?

Seeing that Wang Jianjun had intercepted the deal, several buyers were unhappy.

One person said dissatisfiedly:

"Brother, do you understand the first-come-first-served rule?"

Wang Jianjun ignored him and took out the money and handed it to the stall owner.

After the other party counted and confirmed that everything was correct, they gave all the cages, chickens and ducks to Wang Jianjun.

Before leaving, he expressed his gratitude to him.

When a few people saw that the chickens and ducks were taken away by Wang Jianjun, they glared at him and left.

Wang Jianjun didn't care. He picked up the cage and found the man who had just chatted with him at the entrance of the alley and whispered:

"Brother, I want to ask you something."

The man glanced at Wang Jianjun and asked curiously:

"What's the matter?"

"Who's the leader here?"

The other party immediately became alert after hearing what Wang Jianjun said, stared at him unkindly and asked:

"What do you want to do?"

"I want to make a deal with you."

The man looked in the direction of the cage Jianjun was holding.

Wang Jianjun waved his hand, "Not this, this is what I bought to eat."

After looking at Wang Jianjun for a while, the other party said goodbye to his companions and asked Wang Jianjun to wait while he left.

After a while, the other party came back and just told him to follow.

Wang Jianjun was not worried that the other party would use dirty tricks, so he just kept scanning and followed the other party.

The two walked for a while and turned a few corners before arriving at a remote dead end.

There was a man inside waiting for him, smoking a cigarette.

Wang Jianjun scanned and confirmed that there was no one ambushing nearby.

The leader whispered to the man:

"Brother Biao, the people are here."

Although there were no lights in the alley, the man was wearing a mask.

But Wang Jianjun could roughly see the other person's appearance through the scan.

A middle-aged man in his early forties, with sharp eyes, was staring at Wang Jianjun from head to toe.

"I heard you want to make a deal with us? I wonder if you want to buy or sell something."

The man observed for a while and then asked Wang Jianjun.

"I have a batch of goods I want to sell, the quantity is quite large, would you like to buy them?"

After hearing what Wang Jianjun said, the other party also became alert and asked uncertainly:

"What kind of goods? Let me make it clear in advance that we don't accept illicit goods."

"It's not smuggled goods, but some food. There are meat, grains, and vegetables."

The other party was relieved to hear that it was food, as long as it was not contraband.

"Food is fine, we'll take it if the price is right. I wonder what you have, brother, and how much you have."

"Food and vegetables within 2,000 to 3,000 kilograms are fine. Meat will take some time. I can provide two live wild boars next month. If needed, I can also provide domestic pigs and poultry later."

When he heard the number Wang Jianjun reported, the other party's hand holding the cigarette trembled noticeably. He stared at Wang Jianjun and looked him up and down and said:

"Dude, you are kidding me. How many kilograms of food?"

In the excitement, the other party even forgot to change his voice.

"No kidding, if you want food, we'll give it to you tomorrow. But for meat, you'll have to wait a few days."

After hearing this, the man suppressed his excitement, took a big puff of cigarette, thought for a while, and then said to Wang Jianjun:

"My name is Chen Biao. People in the underworld call me Brother Biao out of respect. I don't know what to call you, little brother."

"Ye Fan."

Wang Jianjun would not trust these people easily, and he still had to use a pseudonym when going out.

"Brother Ye Fan, right? If you really have so much food, then I will do this business. What kind of food do you have now and what is the price?"

“We have everything, but the most popular ones are flour, cornmeal, sweet potatoes and potatoes.

If you want, I will give it to you at market price, not counting the ticket price."

Wang Jianjun had previously planted a lot of corn, sweet potatoes and potatoes to feed his livestock. These grains had high yields and after a few crops, they were in oversupply. Now he had a lot of them stored in his space, and if he couldn't finish them, he would just sell them.

"Then I'll try to get 200 kilograms of each. I think it'll be OK if I want the goods tomorrow night."

People in this business are all quite cautious, so Chen Biao didn't ask for thousands of kilograms of grain right away.

He decided to try out a portion first, and then increase the purchase quantity after a few transactions with no problems.

"Sure, but I don't have a bag of flour or cornmeal. Do you have any?"

"It's a small matter. I'll have someone take you there to get it later."

Then he shouted to his younger brother beside him:

"Monkey, take this gentleman to get the bag, and take him to the old house to identify the land. We will trade there tomorrow."

After the transaction was confirmed, the two did not communicate further.

The man called Monkey took Wang Jianjun through many twists and turns and came to a house. He went in, took out some sacks and cloth bags filled with grain and handed them to him.

Then he took Wang Jianjun to an abandoned yard.

It is called a courtyard, but in fact it is just the ruins of a few walls, which must have been bombed by artillery shells before the founding of the People's Republic of China.

The place is overgrown with weeds and filled with broken bricks and tiles. I guess even beggars wouldn't want to come here.

The two men entered through a gap in the west wall of the courtyard.

When I walked in, I found that the place had been cleaned up.

A relatively intact house was converted into a warehouse.

The one called Monkey and Wang Jianjun explained:

"This is one of our warehouses. Normally no one comes here, so it's safer for you to put your things here. By the way, do you need help tomorrow?"

Wang Jianjun shook his head. "No, my superiors don't like transactions to be discovered. The goods will be put away in advance. You can come and pick up the goods at nine o'clock."

Wang Jianjun said this to mislead the other party and make them think that he has a background.

This can also save a lot of trouble.

The people who run the pigeon market are not easy to deal with.

Now the other party is polite because I have the goods in my hands.

It would be naive to regard others as good people just because they have a good attitude.

The monkey nodded and left without saying anything.

Wang Jianjun left the yard and walked around the area for a few times to understand the situation. He then found a secluded place, left the teleportation coordinates, and returned to the courtyard.