Siheyuan: Struggle Begins in the 1950s

The next day, Wang Jianjun made a special trip to the state-owned trust store.

Trust stores are the second-hand stores of this era.

Many people bring unwanted items from home here to consign.

Trust store employees will give a specific estimate based on the item's condition.

If the seller agrees, we will send it to the store for sale.

If you disagree, you can set the price according to your own psychological price.

Trust stores make money primarily by charging commissions and storage fees.

Wang Jianjun wants to buy himself a watch.

He usually estimates the time by looking at the sun.

It's always a bit inconvenient to not have a watch, especially since we have an appointment to trade at 9 o'clock tonight.

He had to go there early to get everything ready.

He asked the store employee if they had any second-hand watches, and he took him to the counter that specialized in selling watches.

There are quite a few second-hand watches on the counter.

The watches are in varying states of age.

Some watch glass covers are broken, and if the watch hands still work, they would basically be scrapped.

Wang Jianjun looked at the counter and even saw imported products such as Rolex and Omega.

It's just that the price is a bit touching.

It costs several hundred dollars at any time.

"Are there any cheaper domestic ones? I just want to buy one to tell the time."

"Then you can take a look at this five-star watch."

The salesman took out a half-new watch from under the counter and said:

"This is a Five Star brand mechanical watch that was just produced two years ago. The error is small and the time only needs to be calibrated once every two weeks. There is nothing wrong with the watch itself, but the strap is broken. I replaced it with another brand."

Wang Jianjun glanced at it and thought he could just ask directly: "How much?"

"50 yuan."

"Okay, get me a ticket, I'll buy it."

50 yuan is not cheap, but it is not expensive either. The key is that you don’t need a ticket.

Wang Jianjun has no particular requirements for watches, as long as he can tell time.

After paying the money, Wang Jianjun calibrated the time using the wall clock in the trust store and then wore the watch on his wrist. When he entered and exited the space, the watch would default to not being affected by the flow of time, just like Wang Jianjun.

Then he asked the salesperson:

"By the way, do you have bicycles here?"

"No, bicycles are rarely offered for consignment. Even if they are offered, they are quickly bought."

Wang Jianjun also guessed this.

Among the three turns and one ring, bicycles are the most popular.

After all, bicycles are more practical.

With the mentality of giving it a try, Wang Jianjun went to several other trust stores, but to no avail.

After returning to the space, Wang Jianjun packed the food into the bag given by the monkey.

Flour and cornmeal are hulled and ground into powder by auxiliary systems.

The quality of the flour is much better than that sold at grain stations, and it is very fine, so it tastes better when used to make steamed buns and corn bread.

At around eight o'clock in the evening, Wang Jianjun was teleported to the vicinity of the transaction site.

After patrolling the area and confirming that there was no one there, he went to the ruins, placed the food he had prepared on the ground, and waited for the other party to come.

At nine o'clock, the man called Brother Biao came with a few of his men.

When he saw that there was really food, Brother Biao's eyes became hot.

Those who run the pigeon market naturally also sell some things themselves.

The best-selling item is always food.

"Brother Ye Fan, do you mind if I check the goods?"

Wang Jianjun signaled the other party to look around.

Brother Biao waved to his men, and one of them came forward, untied the bag, and reached into the bag to check.

I took out the bag of potatoes and sweet potatoes to check.

Finally, check the weight on a scale.

"Brother Biao! No problem. First-class flour. Corn flour is also fine! Enough weight and quantity."

Brother Biao smiled and took out the money from his pocket and handed it over:

"Brother Ye Fan, please count. I'm paying you according to the market price. Flour is 22 cents per pound, cornmeal is 15 cents per pound, and sweet potatoes are 11 cents per pound. The total is 118, and I'll charge you 120."

Wang Jianjun has learned about the market price and there is no problem with the price.

He took the money and counted it in front of him, then secretly took a banknote into the space and scanned it with the system to confirm that the material of the money was the same as his own.

It's real money.

Wang Jianjun nodded secretly, it seems that he can continue to do business with this group of people in the future.

"No problem, both the money and the goods are settled."

"So when will our next transaction be?"

Brother Biao asked about what he cared about most.

“How many days’ worth of food can you consume at most?”

Brother Biao calculated and said:

"About two weeks. I also need to turn over funds. I can only sell your food for four or five days. If it's fast, it will be gone in three days."

Wang Jianjun nodded and said:

"Well, four days from now, it will be Sunday, and I will come over to deliver the goods. I will deliver the goods to you every two weeks. It will be the same time and the same place. Please report the list of the next transaction to me every time you make a transaction. Is that okay?"

"No problem, that's a good idea. By the way, where's the pork you mentioned?"

Brother Biao asked the question that he cared about most.

Wang Jianjun looked at the wild boar in the space and said:

"I can send you wild boars for the next trade, but you'll have to wait for a while for domestic pigs. How many do you want? And do you want them alive or slaughtered?"

"Give me one first, alive. I need to contact the buyer before I can slaughter it."

Wang Jianjun nodded to indicate that it was no problem, and then emphasized again:

"By the way, the transaction time will be set at nine o'clock from now on. My people will deliver the goods before nine o'clock.

Your people should come back after nine o'clock. My superiors don't want their identities to be discovered."

Brother Biao readily said it was no problem.

After Wang Jianjun left, Brother Biao called his younger brothers to start moving the goods.

The younger brother who was inspecting the goods just now ran over and laughed softly:

"Brother Biao, the flour and cornmeal that person sent are much better than those on the market. We can raise the price this time."

Hearing this, Brother Biao's face became a little solemn.

"Xigou, you often go to the grain store to ask about prices. Have you ever seen flour this fine?"

"This... really not. The flour was so fine that I thought they mixed lime into it."

Brother Biao thought about what Wang Jianjun had just said, that he didn't want them to see the person behind him, and he was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Xiaogou, tell Monkey that you should pay attention to the time when doing business next time, and don't go there too early."

"Brother Biao, is there any problem?"

Brother Biao said in a low voice with a cold face:

"Who else do you think can come up with so much food of this quality these days, and also catch a live wild boar?"

"Brother Biao, what do you mean?"

"Who else could it be besides the official people? No matter what kind of force they are, they are an existence we cannot afford to offend."

Xigou was frightened by what Biaoge said.

He never thought that one day he would be able to do business with official people.

After all, these people from all walks of life are most afraid of official people.

"Then...Brother Biao, are we still going to do this business?!"

Brother Biao lit up a cigarette, took a puff, thought for a long time, and said fiercely:

"Do it! Why not do it! The brave ones will die of starvation while the timid ones will die of gluttony. We just need to pretend that we know nothing and make a fortune in silence.

By the way, you and the monkey should tell everyone below to be more polite to that person next time you see him."