Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 69: Swear to Kill the Old Thief
"Huh~"

It's windy today, but the weather is okay, at least there's no sandstorm.

The spring and winter in the capital are as frightening as the typhoon season in Li Jiankun and others.

I heard someone say before that the dust in the capital these days... no, can stones as big as dice be called dust?
Smash it down, tsk, it will kill you!

"Old Niu, have a piece of the same thing."

Passing by the Wudaokou commercial area, Li Jiankun stepped in front of a stone step, took out a dime and handed it over.

One copy of each of the three major newspapers.

It is said that this place is not far from the Pigeon Market, and this place is lively over there, but Master Niu never goes there, why?

Although the person is not a formal employee of the post office, he is a non-staff member and operates with a license.

Gao Luo looked down on that stall in Pigeon Market.

"Hey! It's almost May Day."

Li Jiankun took the newspaper and patted his forehead. He was living in a daze.

Yes, it’s a workers’ holiday, so give yourself a day off.

It’s not easy. There are very few holidays these days. Except for Sundays, there are only a few statutory holidays, and even the Spring Festival has not been resumed.

In previous years, it was said that "the war will not stop at thirty, but we will continue to work on the first day of the new year." If you can't eat well on New Year's Eve, you have to have a bowl of sweet rice to remember the bitterness and remember the bitterness -

Grains, bran powder, and wild vegetables are all thrown into the pot and stirred.

In the past two years, their rural areas are doing better. As for big cities... the Spring Festival seems to have been restored in 80.

Li Jiankun scanned the newspaper, searching for important headlines, and turned towards Caimenying.

Little did he know that there was a follower hanging behind him.

"Hey, you rare guest, have you eaten yet, my little master?"

"Little master, I can finally see you again. Many people are looking forward to it."

"Haha, okay, the news is about to spread, the army will be here soon, we can also gain some popularity."

We haven't been together for long, but we are already old acquaintances.

This made the cat's follower in the corner stunned.

They came to Beijing with full plans, and it had only been two months. There were so many trivial matters when they first entered the school, and he didn't even know what was going on outside the school gates.

This old thief has quietly become so familiar with the locals.

Li Jiankun greeted him casually and walked all the way to the old world. He blinked and suddenly saw something strange.

In Uncle Xu's stall, various wooden carvings of cats and dogs are arranged as usual, but there is also a row at the feet, covered with a tattered blue cloth.

The old man looked timid, as if he didn't dare to open it.

Li Jiankun smiled and asked, "Uncle Xu, have you done it?"

"Master Xiao Li, you are here and you have done what you have done, but I..."

"Open it and sell it."

"I'm afraid..."

Uncle, how bold people are and how productive the land is, from the 50s to now.

Yes, Li Jiankun stepped forward and pulled him away.

"Fuck!"

Damn it, it’s really a piece of rag, it will tear as soon as you pull it.

Now I can't even cover it.

Li Jiankun simply helped others to the end, and shouted, "Come, come, don't miss it if you pass by. I hope you are safe, healthy, and free from illness and disaster!"

Swish!
This shout was quite playful, and many people followed the sound and looked.

Uncle Xu was frightened.

"Hey, little master, are you doing anything else?"

A vendor greeted me.

Li Jiankun glared and said: "Don't talk nonsense, a craftsman's homemade thing, how can it be called Tiao Teng?!"

"Haha, my fault, my fault."

Teacher Li understood that there was another factor why everyone was so polite to him——

He runs his own business and has no conflict of interest with any stall owner. On the contrary, he can also drive customer flow.

It's weird if it doesn't smell good.

"What kind of thing is so magical?"

Actually, some people came over to take a look at it.

Mainly, Master Xiao Li is now considered a legend in Caimenying Pigeon Market.

For future generations, this is called celebrity effect.

"Eh? Do you have this thing for sale?"

The little old man's eyes were bright, he rubbed his hands and hurriedly approached to inquire about the price.

Li Jiankun glanced at Uncle Xu, but the old man gritted his teeth and kept giving him winks.That look seems to be saying: You tell me, I'll leave it to you.

I said, uncle, you are really not easy to help!

Li Jiankun had no choice but to say casually: "One piece."

"Hey!"

Uncle Xu burped and almost fainted.

How much do those cats and dogs cost for them?
a bit.

Although this one is larger and requires twice as much effort, I thought about it when I put it out at the stall and found that it can be sold for [-] to [-] cents each, which is pretty satisfying.

The little old man who inquired about the price smacked his lips and said, "It's expensive, it's cheaper, just a dime."

This is a master!

Li Jiankun said angrily: "Sir, you can blame Mao for this. Are we sincere?"

The uncle was stunned and sweated a little.

If this hat is removed, who can bear it?
"Yes, yes, just one piece, I'll buy it!"

That's called a arrogant person.

To be honest, any product actually has room for a premium, depending on the merchant's performance.

Some are brand premiums, some are the particularity of the items, and some... are pure deception.

As for the IQ tax, there is always no shortage of people to pay it.

This thing is a special item.

Are you kidding, what era is this?Wear a badge with pride when meeting people.

A huge wooden bust of a teacher, do you dare to chop off a dime?
Force our teacher Li to give you the outline and go online.

Uncle Xu was stunned and dumbfounded!

Is this, sold?
And it sold for a dollar!

When Li Jiankun pushed the "red tractor" over, the old man's withered hands, covered with thick calluses, were as trembling as drums!

"Where's the person who took the photo?"

"I've collected the photos—"

Don't let your own life fall behind.

After waiting for an hour, the goods were not delivered, and there were only three pieces left. What a coincidence.

Li Jiankun left a message and said he would come back on the morning of May Day.

31 new orders received.

Nowadays, Master Xiao Li's reputation is widely spread in the Wudaokou area, and many people are eagerly looking forward to his appearance.

Well, a lot of new photos of big girls from Beijing have been added.

Huan fat Yan thin.

Brother Qiang is coming to Wuhu again~
withdraw!
No more waiting, enough to keep you busy for a few days.

Li Jiankun had just left Pigeon Market. In an alley next to the vegetable market, he looked around and saw a person walking out.

The follower shows up.

This guy looked around and found a middle-aged stall owner who looked honest and honest. He walked up to him and handed him a Peony cigarette.

"Brother, let me ask you, is there anyone in the market who makes photos?"

"Hey, you can come half a step late and just leave."

"That's it...Brother, if I ask around again, I heard that his charges are quite expensive, right?"

"Nonsense! Master Xiao Li's job is good and the price is good, that's all he is."

"Then how much does he charge for a photo?"

"By the inch, 1 yuan per inch."

"!!!"

Is it because I’m so ignorant, or are people in the capital so rich that they’re not expensive per inch?

What a damn good price?

That old thief can draw an inch in 10 minutes!
Brother saw it with his own eyes!
There was a strange wind whistling in my ears, the sky was overcast, but there was no thunder, and the follower stood there stunned and scorched.

He often goes to 307 these days and is quite familiar with the old thieves doing this job.

I work for a while every morning, noon and evening, which adds up to about seven or eight hours. I can paint at least 50 inches a day!
50 yuan!

This old thief can actually earn a full 50 yuan a day!
Give the workers two months’ wages!
One month later...fuck!
It’s more than their two-cadre family earns in a year! !

I have never seen such a shameless person. He was clearly leaving his dormitory to turn on the money printing press, but yesterday he was selling like crazy!
HE-TUI!

If these old thieves are not punished,

Ji collapsed and the dynasty was in chaos! ! !

(End of this chapter)