Siheyuan: I Actually Crossed Into A Stick

"This is delicious!"

The aunts and aunts watching saw how good the food of the Qin family was.

There are poached eggs, white flour steamed buns, buns, and steamed buns.

They are very envious. Although they have eaten most of them, they are not full after all.

At this time, the aroma of poached eggs wafted over, making the onlookers feel hungry again.

"Mom, I'm full, I'm going to study!"

Jia Geng ate several steamed buns, but he was also very full and his stomach was bulging.

"Yeah. Let's go!"

Qin Huairu nodded.

Jia Geng looked at the aunts and aunts who were still watching, nodded and smiled.

Everyone also understood, and automatically counted three paths.

"Jingru, how did you film that scene?"

Qin Huairu saw her son go out, and asked.

My son was still eating just now, so I thought I would ask him after I finished eating.

But now that his son has gone to study, he has to ask Qin Jingru.

Qin Jingru became excited all at once, stopped eating the steamed buns, and said immediately:

"That's very interesting, the face of the actress..."

Jia Geng wanted to go to He Yushui's room to study.

But as soon as I went out, I saw my bicycle, and thought of TV and TV tickets in my mind.

I thought about going to the black market to try my luck and see if anyone sold it.

Without hesitation, he pushed the cart out of the courtyard.

It is now 12:30 noon, and there are probably not many people in the black market.

I came to the back mountain first.

With a bike, it's less than a 10 minute ride.

I checked the rabbit nest dug yesterday, unfortunately, there are only 2 rabbits weighing about 2 catties, and there are not as many harvests as before.

There are no baby bunnies. It seems that the rabbits in this area are really caught by him.

But it's nothing, after all, I may go to school later.

I don't have much time to come here, so let's just have two if I can.

better than nothing.

Put it in the space, continue to tidy up the rabbit nest, and then put some feed and tan green.

Take a look when you have time, it would be best if you have something to gain.

After everything was done, he rode his bicycle to the black market in Chaoyang Vegetable Market.

Since it was more than one o'clock at noon, there were not many people, and it was sparse.

While there is still a little traffic, sell the Fuqiang fan, or you will have to go back after waiting for an hour or two.

Fuqiang powder is still very popular, but the price has dropped to 3.4 yuan per catty, which is 1 yuan cheaper than yesterday.

However, Jia Geng didn't really care too much, as long as he sold it as soon as possible according to the market price.

After harvesting a wad of money, I walked around and looked around to see if anyone was selling TV tickets.

It's a pity that some farmers brought some sweet potatoes and other coarse grains to sell here.

Naturally, he would not ask the peasants. He didn't need to think about it, how could the peasants have TV tickets.

Moreover, he also asked a food stamp dealer.

He was directly ignored by the food stamp dealer, and said, "If I have a TV ticket, I will come here to exchange food stamps?"

It made sense, and Jia Geng didn't know how to answer it.

Unwilling to give up, Jia Geng went to the department store, but the waiter had a bad attitude. Seeing a child asking this, he waved Jia Geng away.

Jia Geng was also helpless, and he couldn't just throw out money to make the waiter shut up.

After all, if you don’t have tickets, you can’t buy them even if you have money.

So, he rode his bicycle to the black market in Dongdan Vegetable Market.

Since it was already 2:30 in the afternoon, there were even fewer people.

There were no food stamp sellers, and Jia Geng, who was a little disappointed, looked left and right.

At this time, he saw a farmer uncle selling ginseng in front of him.

Immediately walked over and asked: "Old man, how do you sell this ginseng?"

"You little kid want to buy it?" Seeing that it was a kid, the old man thought he was here to play, so he asked, "You don't go to school?"

"I want all of these!"

In front of Jia Geng's eyes was a small bag with five ginseng plants the size and length of his little finger. He just took out 10 yuan to show that he was rich.

He is also experienced, these are still with soil, obviously just dug out not too long ago.

"Ah! Little boy, do you really want it?"

The old farmer, looking at the bright 10 yuan, was a little hesitant.

"Yes! What's the matter?"

Jia Geng was a little puzzled, the old man came here to sell ginseng, why would someone buy it and still not accept it?

"Little boy, what do you want to do with ginseng?"

"To make up for the family!"

"Your money?"

"My family gave it to me and asked me to buy ginseng, otherwise how could there be so many!"

At this moment, Jia Geng understood that the old man was very simple, and he was afraid that he would spend money indiscriminately.

"Old man, how much are these?"

"One yuan per plant." The old man said, as if he felt that it was still too expensive, so he said, "90 cents is also fine.

Jia Geng immediately took out another 5 yuan, handed it over and said, "One ginseng for 1 yuan is very suitable. I bought such a large ginseng at the pharmacy for more than 3 yuan."

"That's different. People have processed it and can keep it for a long time!"

The old man waved his hand and explained that he knew the inside story, but it would be too cheap to sell it to a supply and marketing cooperative.

It's better to come to the black market to try your luck and sell them for more money.

"Little boy, do you really want it?"

"Yes! Old man." Jia Geng nodded. He still has a good impression of this farmer uncle. He just got pissed off by a waiter in a department store.

"Besides, you sold it so cheaply. After I buy it home, my family will definitely praise me."

"Alright then!" Seeing that he really came to buy, the old farmer wrapped up five ginseng plants and handed them to Jia Geng.

Then I told Jia Geng how to deal with ginseng.

"thank you!"

Jia Geng thanked him, then suddenly felt moved, and asked, "Do you have any more over there? Smaller ones are fine too!"

"There are some more. Why, do you want more?"

The old man looked at the child in front of him suspiciously, and reminded him: "You can't overeat this ginseng!"

"Old man, it's like this, my grandfather used to be an old Chinese doctor, so he sent me here..."

Jia Geng had no choice but to tell a little lie, and then showed Zhao's eyes that you understand.

"Oh! I understand!" The old man nodded. After all, this kind of private transaction is speculative and destroys the overall sales and overall planning policy, and is not allowed.

Of course, this kind of private transaction will be more than half cheaper than going to a pharmacy.

Presumably his old Chinese medicine grandfather wanted to come here to buy cheaper ginseng.

Moreover, he is a child, if he is caught, he will focus on criticism and education, and will not leave a criminal record.

Seeing that the old man had collected the money, Jia Geng said to him: "If you still have any in the future, you can also sell them to me, even the smaller ones are fine, especially if you want this kind of island that hasn't been treated before."

"Well?"

The old farmer was stunned for a moment, suspecting that he had heard it wrong: "The ones that are one or two years old also need to be ordered?"

"Hmm! It's best if you just pulled it out not long ago!" Jia Geng nodded heavily.

So, he made an appointment with the old man, if he had ginseng, he would go here, or the Chaoyang vegetable market, and he would buy it when he had time. .