The Fiery Era of Siheyuan

Chapter 15, Pigeon City
End of June, weekend.

Li Weiguo got up early at 4 a.m.

He was planning to go to Pigeon Market. After more than half a month of development, the space already had a lot of food reserves.

So Li Weiguo planned to take a trip to Pigeon Market to see the market conditions and try to sell some grain and meat.

At four o'clock in the morning in the imperial capital, the sky was gray and there was not much light yet.

After getting dressed, put on a hat, a mask, and a scarf, I quietly left the courtyard.

Knowing the direction, he started running.

This time he was going to Jianguomenwai Pigeon Market, one of the four major pigeon markets in the imperial capital.

There are currently four largest pigeon markets in the Imperial Capital, namely outside Deshengmen, Jianguomen, Fuchengmen and Yongdingmen.

The inside of these places is the city, and the outside is the suburbs, which is the so-called urban-rural fringe in later generations.

In addition to these four places, there are many large and small pigeon markets in the imperial capital. As for how many there are, there is no accurate number. There are too many. Even any street or alley may be a pigeon market.

These pigeon markets, every morning from 4:7 to [-]:[-], will gather a lot of people. Taking advantage of the daylight and the "red armbands" are not at work, they trade with each other and exchange their respective materials and tickets.

The people who gathered here were not only people from the city, but also many commune farmers from outside the city. They brought their agricultural products and mountain goods to the suburbs of the city to exchange for some money.

What Li Weiguo went to this time was Jianguomen in the east, which was relatively close to home. It only took more than half an hour to walk. The Pigeon Market in other directions was too far away and he was too lazy to run.

At around 5 o'clock, I left Jianguomen and walked about a kilometer outside. I found Pigeon Market, where there were already many people.

Some stayed together in twos and threes, while others squatted alone in the corner with baskets and baskets.

Li Weiguo didn't rush to set up a stall, he just went shopping first.

After shopping for more than ten minutes, I found that the entire Pigeon City was in short supply. There were very few food and meat sellers. Only a few people sold pheasants and hares, and more mushrooms, fungus, medicinal materials, fruits, etc. , Judging by their clothes, these should be villagers from the surrounding communes.

There are still many people buying and selling various tickets.

I found an old farmer selling pheasants and asked the price: "How much does a pheasant cost?"

Old farmer: "Two yuan each."

"The price of your pheasant has already caught up with the price of domestic chicken, but it doesn't even have a few taels of meat." Li Weiguo picked up the pheasant and weighed it, but it didn't even amount to eight taels.

The old farmer explained: "The season has changed, and the commune has not had enough to eat since last winter. This year, there are fewer people farming in the commune, the summer harvest is not good, and the food received is not enough. It is estimated that there will be nothing to eat in the future. More expensive."

Li Weiguo thought for a while and realized that, as the old farmer said, the agricultural population was tilted heavily towards industry, so how could agricultural production maintain a balance? So he nodded in understanding, took out two yuan, and bought the pheasant.

After shopping for a long time, Li Weiguo lost interest. The pigeon market is now extremely short of supplies. With the impact of famine, there are no local products in the countryside sold to the city, and more are some shelf-stable mountain products.

Li Weiguo found an empty corner, collected the pheasants, and took out a pair of poles and two large baskets from the space.

Wear a mask, wrap a scarf, and pick up the pole.

Pick a corner, put down the basket, remove the cover, and reveal the contents of the basket.

A basket contains 50 kilograms of stick noodles, which are packed in a big bag.

The other basket contained ten rabbits, all of which had been slaughtered in the space. Each one weighed almost five kilograms, making a total of fifty kilograms.

As soon as the two large baskets of things were revealed, many people came to look at them.

After a while, a short, fat middle-aged man walked by with a few people and asked in a low voice: "How do you sell these stick noodles and rabbits?"

Looking at the posture, it seems to be a local snake in Pigeon City, with a few horse boys behind him, but Li Weiguo is not afraid, the original body is a veteran, has a certain fighting foundation, and his body has been strengthened, and he has also added a lot of nutrition recently. These few people are not enough for him to slap him.

"Bangzi noodles are [-] cents per pound; rabbit meat is [-] pound per piece, no vote required." Li Weiguo said calmly.

The middle-aged man nodded and felt that the price was about the same. Without saying anything, he squatted down and checked the quality of the grain and rabbit meat.

Then he said: "I want both stick noodles and rabbits. How many do you have here?"

"The stick noodles and rabbit meat are both fifty pounds. If you want them all, the total will be 57 and a half yuan."

The middle-aged man grabbed the basket with both hands and weighed the weights of the two baskets respectively. After confirming that the weights were about the same, he nodded and said, "Okay, leave both the basket and the pole to me, and I'll add one to you."

"Yes." Li Weiguo nodded in agreement.

Seeing that Li Weiguo agreed, the middle-aged man took out the banknotes from his pocket, counted five big black tens, and then counted eight and a half cents and handed them to Li Weiguo.

After confirming that the amount was okay, Li Weiguo stood up and prepared to leave. With so much money being traded, many people had already noticed this place.

Just as he was about to leave, the short, fat, middle-aged man stopped him, cupped his hands and said, "Brother, if you still have good things in the future, you can come to me anytime. My name is Hamster, and I often stay here at Jianguomen."

Those who can produce large amounts of grain and meat during this season are not simple people.The middle-aged man was obviously aware of this and wanted to make friends with Li Weiguo to see if there was any possibility of continued cooperation.

Li Weiguo glanced at him and nodded. Just as he was about to leave, he thought for a moment and asked, "Do you have any receipts for food stamps, non-staple food, and daily necessities?"

"Yes. Brother, what do you want?" As he said that, the hamster took out a lot of tickets from his pocket.

There are many kinds of fine grain stamps, coarse grain stamps, wine stamps, cigarette stamps, candy stamps, etc. Li Weiguo can use all of them, and even if he doesn't use them, he can give them away.

Say directly to the hamster: "I want them all, let's count them."

The hamster's eyes lit up, what a big spender!If you have good things in your hands, you are willing to spend money.

Immediately, I counted the number of bills. The miscellaneous bills added up to 96 yuan. It was a thick pile and it was estimated that it would last for a long time.There are mostly daily necessities stamps, a lot of cigarette and alcohol stamps, and less food stamps and non-staple food stamps.

After the transaction, Li Weiguo left directly.

The money was so exciting that many people kept looking at him, so it was better to leave quickly. Before he bought a bicycle, he had no intention of coming. It would be too strenuous for him to come.

a few days later.

Scout Zheng Shan finally got good news.

Specially call someone over to ask Li Weiguo to go to Shichahai.

Shichahai and Houhai.

Under the willow tree by the lake.

Zheng Shan and another young man squatted on the ground and waited.

Seeing Li Weiguo coming, the two quickly stood up.

Walking closer, Zheng Shan pointed to the young man next to him and introduced: "Brother Li, this is my comrade Yang Xiaojun. When I was watching, I was short of manpower, so I asked him to help."

Yang Xiaojun seemed to be more reserved and did not speak, but smiled at Li Weiguo.

Li Weiguo nodded as a greeting.

He sat down on a stone bench by the lake and said, "Tell me, what's the progress?"

Zheng Shan began to introduce the recent detection situation.

After tracking and tracking, it was confirmed that Zhang Biao had indeed stolen spare parts and scrap steel from the steel rolling mill, and he had many accomplices.

They specialize in stealing various accessories and scrap steel from the material warehouse area in the dead of night when people are on duty.

Stealing once a week, stealing at least one car each time, and transporting it out directly from the south gate on a pallet truck.

In the name of the factory, we rented a warehouse outside South Gate and put the materials in the temporary warehouse. The spare parts were sold to the machine repair branch, and the scrap steel was sold directly to the recycling station.

In both places, acquaintances receive stolen goods, and there are quite a few people involved in the entire process.

While watching, Zheng Shan also got close and listened to a lot of their words.

They have been doing this since Ma Rulong was transferred last year.

And after hearing their conversation, it seemed that a life had been lost.
After listening to Zheng Shan's words, Li Weiguo's inner gloom flashed away.

It turned out to be Zhang Biao and his group.

Taking a deep breath, he looked at Zheng Shan and the two with satisfaction.

It only takes two people to figure out their operating procedures and specific personnel.

These two brothers are considered elite.

Now that the job was done, Li Weiguo was not stingy. He took out 7 big black tens and 30 kilograms of coarse grain stamps from his pocket and handed them to Zheng Shan.

Zheng Shan waved his hands hurriedly: "Hey, there are more, brother."

"Take it, the extra 20 yuan and food stamps are a reward for you two." Li Weiguo waved his hand and said.

"I still need your help to follow them for a period of time, confirm their movement patterns, and give me news at any time. You can go directly to my home or the steel rolling mill to report to me. The reward is 50 yuan."

Zheng Shan took the money ticket and was very excited.

He immediately promised: "No problem, Brother Li, I promise to keep a close eye on them."

After explaining the matter, Li Weiguo left.

Zheng Shan took out 40 yuan and 15 kilograms of food stamps from the money stamps and handed them to Yang Xiaojun.

"Squad leader, too many." Yang Xiaojun didn't answer.

"What's more? You deserve 30 yuan. The remaining 10 yuan and food stamps are rewards from Brother Li. Take it." Without letting him refuse, Zheng Shan stuffed it into his pocket.

Patting him on the shoulder, he said: "Next, I have to keep an eye on him for a while and do my best. You have seen Brother Li's situation. He is not short of money."

Yang Xiaojun nodded obediently.

(End of this chapter)