laughing proudly

The whole body only costs one yuan and fifty cents, while the stall owner pays two yuan and forty cents for a mouth. It stands to reason that two yuan and four for such a thick book is definitely worth the money. , It seems that old books are old books, and the stall owner didn't try hard to blackmail people. The problem is that there is only one dollar and five dollars in his pocket, what should I do?

Yang Wei was anxious and didn't show his face. Anyway, he had plenty of time. He pretended to be nonchalant and flipped through this "Stock Operations" for more than half an hour.

Yang Wei was not in a hurry, but the stall owner was sweating profusely. Among other things, he hadn't sold a single book for a long time. He wanted to buy a bottle of soda to cool off on such a hot day.

The stall owner licked his dry lower lip, looked at Yang Wei with a wry smile, and asked, "My friend, do you want to buy it or not? If not, will you..." His meaning was straightforward , If you don’t buy it, get out of here quickly, don’t delay my sweet dreams here, it won’t work if someone reads a book and wants to be confused for a while.

How did he know that this objective person only has one yuan and fifty cents all over him, if he knew, he wouldn't say that.

Time flies, and more than half an hour has passed in a blink of an eye. Yang Wei has already flipped through more than 100 pages, and is reading about the rise and fall of stocks with relish. He didn't notice that the stall owner was already on fire. The top beam door, about to be hoarse.

"Brother, I really like you to give half the price. Can you open it, brother?" The glasses male stall owner finally gritted his teeth and stomped his feet to cut the price in half. Look, I thought it was a free library!

When Yang Wei heard this, he didn't even add up the sum, he threw the "Stock Operations" into the cart basket, handed over a [-] cent note from his pocket, and said solemnly: "Look for Sanmao! "

"Sanmao, you want it too, brother!" The glasses stall owner was about to cry, this book should be said or not, the price is also one yuan and ten cents, although it has been on the bookstall for several months, no matter what People ask if no one looks at it, but it can be considered as a cost. This business is a big loss. However, what the elders say is just splashed water. How can there be any reason to go back on it?

"Brother, I don't want [-] cents, I want [-] cents!" Yang Wei replied with a suppressed smile.

Seeing that Yang Wei disappeared on his bicycle, the stall owner with glasses turned around and shouted at a cold drink stand not far away: "Old lady, give me a bottle of Hachioji soda," his voice hoarse and dry!

"One yuan and one bottle, it's cold!" The old lady staggered over happily with a bottle of soda, looked at the man with glasses and smiled, "I said nephew, I think you have opened!"

"Take it away, that's so much nonsense!" The man with glasses rolled his eyes at the old lady and handed over the one and fifty cents note in his hand, then raised his neck and swallowed a bottle of cold soda.

"Hey... cool!"

......

Yang Wei's home is in the bungalow area in the west of the city. Almost all the people living here are poor. His home is three bungalows. There is a small courtyard in front of the house. There is an iron general guarding the big iron gate. , opened the gate, and then walked into the yard panting heavily, because the tires fired halfway, and had to be pushed back.

Although the yard is not big, it is very clean. There is a stone pier in the corner of the yard, which is used by Yang Wei to practice strength; there is also a sandbag in the corner, which is used to practice boxing. Although he has been discharged from the army, life in the army It has to be kept in mind forever. After practicing two times on the stone pier and hit a few sandbags, Yang Wei walked into the room shaking his arms.

The room is very orthodox, with the aisle and kitchen in the middle, the east room is the room of parents, and the west room is Yang Wei’s own room. The room is not big, only a single hard board bed, a desk, a large wardrobe and a bookshelf , all of these are outdated, old furniture of more than ten years, there is no way, people with no money can only make do with it.

As soon as Yang Wei entered the house, he rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, not for anything else, the stomach was already stuck in the back cavity in the afternoon, and the feeling of being hungry was quite uncomfortable, but after searching again, there was still some hot water in the thermos bottle There is nothing else to satisfy my hunger, so it’s no wonder that there is nothing. My father goes to work during the day, and my mother does small jobs such as zippers on the trouser legs in Yonghong Market. Neither of them is at home. There is no refrigerator at home. It was a hot day, so there was nothing to eat.

Yang Wei picked up an enamel cup, picked up a thermos bottle and filled it with a large glass of water. While pouring the water, he laughed at himself and said: "According to scientific conclusions, plain boiled water can also satisfy hunger and is also very nutritious."

He took out the car repair tools, repaired the tires three times, five times and two times, wiped his hands and entered the house again.

Lying on a hard board bed, reading stock books, and drinking plain water is quite pleasant, but drinking too much water also has side effects, especially the frequency of urination has increased significantly, it cannot be due to kidney deficiency and prostate!

"Brother Wei...Brother Wei, are you at home?"

Yang Wei just came back from urinating when he heard a scream from outside. He didn't need to listen to it a second time to know that this person must be Zhao Dabao, who else has such a good voice?Like a eunuch reborn.

As the voice fell to the ground, a young man with yellow hair and a thin face stood out in the small courtyard. This man was a little shorter than Yang Wei, less than 1.7 meters tall. Regardless of the altitude, it was a bit of a problem, and his clothes were not elegant, but his clothes Wearing it on him is very clean and neat, giving people a refreshing feeling. According to the description in the stock book just now, this person should belong to the Xiaoyangxian category. He is Zhao Dabao, the security officer of the No. [-] Textile Factory, who belongs to Yang Wei. The subordinates are also close buddies, both of whom came out of the slums in the west of the city, and the two of them can say that they have nothing to say.

"Zhao Dabao!" Yang Wei jumped out and waved his hands, then his neck slipped, and he said hoarsely: "How many times have I said, I want to call Brother Yang instead of Brother Wei." Brother Wei is so fucking sad to be called.

"Hey," Zhao Dabao shrank his neck, smiled treacherously, and said, "Wei...Brother Yang, do you know if you want to fight the local tyrants to divide the fields at night?"

"What? What do you want to divide the land from the local tyrants?"

Zhao Dabao sneered again, "Brother Yang, let's go, let's have a drink and talk to you about something."

"No money!"

"I'll treat!"

Yang Wei knew that this guy spent three days fishing and two days drying the net at work. He didn't have a good head. The section chief is also mysterious and often disappears. What good can he do today?

Yang Wei knows better that this guy is stingy, one penny can be broken into two petals of flowers, once, the security department wanted to buy two flashlights, this guy insisted on walking 8 miles, and finally bought two flashlights at a junk stall. Its name is to save money for the unit, but in fact, the one dollar saved made him fat personally, and it was only one dollar!Zhao Dabao was going to bleed today because the sun came out from the west, no matter what, the old intestines and the old calf are screaming so much now, if you don't eat something, you can't just rely on plain water.

"Wait for me, I'll go into the room and put on some clothes." Yang Wei said and turned back to the room, what good clothes can I wear?In the closet, apart from old clothes and pants, there are old clothes and pants. The only things that are likely to be new are the old military uniforms and a pair of marine boots that have been taken off. The real purpose of entering the house is to hide 5000 yuan. How much money?

......

In front of a tavern near the textile factory, Yang Wei set up and locked the permanent car, panting heavily while wiping the sweat from his temples, while Zhao Dabao stretched his waist and said, "Brother Yang, take the second-class car." It’s really enjoyable, how about lending me the bicycle when I go back?”

Yang Wei became angry as soon as he heard it, the guy with feelings is useless, why don't he want to treat him so eagerly?Looks like it really has a purpose!

"Let's talk after eating." Yang Wei also responded ambiguously.

The two walked into the tavern, found a seat by the window and sat down. The waiter came over with the menu, "What do you two plan to order?"

"A plate of peanuts, a plate of dried tofu, and a bottle of Fengcheng White." Zhao Dabao reminded again: "A small plate, we are not hungry."

"Hiss..." Yang Wei was discouraged, riding a bicycle all the way to eat peanuts and dried tofu with such a guy on his back?And it's still a small plate, so fucking good at living.

"Waiter, he's not hungry. I'm hungry. I want a larger plate with more meat...he pays the bill!"

Seeing Yang Wei's unhappy face, Zhao Dabao blushed a little bit as if he was justified, and said to the waiter who was about to leave: "One more bottle of Fengcheng Bai, I will pay the bill."

This guy can only do this, if he bleeds, Zhao Dabao's little heart will probably pop out.