Sumu wood in the quadrangle welcomes spring

Chapter 16 Hold it, don’t laugh

Su Mu struggled in the space for a long time, even the missing items from the grain station... uh, ahem.

Anyway, after working hard for a long time, I fell asleep.

2:[-] AM.

Su Mu opened his eyes.

Looking around, consciousness returned to the body.

The scientific answer to the ghost press is that the muscles suddenly relax completely, and there are some micro-disconnections in the limbs after the consciousness wakes up.

After a while, the body's condition quietly recovered.

Today, Wednesday, the market in Dongxiao City Street is open again.

This is Sumu’s biggest weekly profit.

Now that there’s room, there’s also a ton of flour and cornmeal inside…

It’s a great place to cash in.

As early as a few days ago, Su Mu had been looking forward to today.

Mohei got out of bed and put on the old clothes that he had washed and stacked.

If he dared to wear olive green and go to Xiaoshi, the people there would probably disperse before he arrived.

Even though he doesn't know how to tie a red armband on his left arm.

Putting the new clothes into the space, Su Mu opened and closed the door as gently as possible.

The eldest brother Su Yingjun came back late last night and didn't get much sleep at the moment. Let him rest more.

It was pitch dark, there were street lights in the army compound, and the facilities were much better than outside.

The guard box was open 24 hours a day. As Su Mu was walking on the road, he could vaguely see brightly lit rooms in the office building in the distance.

Obviously, there are many seniors who work all night long to work for the country.

My heart couldn't help but throb, and the thought of doing something started to pop up again.

Su Mu was startled, took a deep breath, started running, and then slowly suppressed the thought of seeking death.

Those with small arms and legs must not float.

After all, the higher you fly, the harder you fall.

Xiaoshi is as low-key and quiet as ever, but the flow of people is considerable.

Su Mu is quite good at the idea of ​​monetizing traffic.

I saw that the stalls on both sides of the street were densely lined up. Each stall was only about one square meter. Although the people passing by were silent, there was an endless stream.

What does this mean?

There are many stalls, which means high pressure to sell, and high customer flow, which means the probability of changing hands is high.

Su Mu absolutely loves Xiaoshi's marketing model.

The seller was concerned about face, the buyer was cautious, communication between the two parties was poor, and the purchase was abandoned.

Plunging into the market, Su Mu unfolded the cloth bag in his hand, which was half a person's height.

This is the prop he prepared.

From east to west, Xiaoshi Street has only traveled a third of the way, and the profit has equaled the previous best chance.

Next, he went around a corner, emptied the bag of soybeans he had just bought, and took out 20 kilograms of stick noodles.

He had just targeted a stall selling old hens for coarse grains.

Carrying the stick noodles to the stall.

The stall owner looked like a farmer who came here specifically to drive away ghosts. He looked like he was from outside the city.

Su Mu passed by this stall just now and used his spatial ability to see the gestures under the handkerchiefs of the two people at that time.

It has to be said that the emergence of spatial ability has made Su Mu more comfortable in Xiaoshi.

If he knows the low price, he will give him a price that tickles him during the market price.

Both dissatisfied and reluctant to give up.

Su Mu skillfully took out the gray plaid handkerchief and put it on the back of his hand.

The stall owner came up.

He gestured with Su Mu a few times, then looked hesitant and reluctant to give up.

Su Mu gestured to get up, but the stall owner quickly reached out and grabbed him.

Transactions are made with ease.

He stood up and handed the small bag in the cloth bag directly to the stall owner, and collected his two old hens.

Nowadays, the supply of grain in the city has been reduced, which has driven up the transaction price of grain so much that there is still a small bag left in the sumac bag.

The old hens were stuffed into the cloth bag, and they actually planned to move into the space after taking a few steps, so there was no fear of them stealing the food in the bag.

As soon as I got up, I saw an acquaintance.

Jia Dongxu.

This guy was obviously unprepared, and he didn't even have anything to cover his face.He probably took out a handkerchief and covered his face when he came to Xiaoshi and saw that everyone else was covering his face.

The dress is too perfunctory, and acquaintances can tell at a glance.

Su Mu almost couldn't help but laugh.

"Do you still have food?"

Jia Dongxu asked in a lowered voice.

People passing by gave him dissatisfied looks.

Su Mu put his index finger on his hand, pulled him, and came to the same corner again.

"Do you want stick noodles or white noodles?"

"You have... Bai, Baimian. How many do you have?"

Jia Dongxu was a little surprised and his voice stuttered.

Just now he saw the other party take out four small bags of grain from the cloth bag, but when he stood up, the cloth bag was heavy, and he thought there was still more.

Now his whole family depends on him to live on one grain, which is really not enough.

I had no choice but to bite the bullet and go to the legendary ghost market where I could buy food in exchange for food.

It was also his first time here. He had only heard of this place and had never been exposed to it.

But for the sake of his family, for the children who are waiting to be fed, and for the mother who has a good appetite, he can only make some attempts.

Jia Dongxu is a technical trainee in the steel rolling mill. After so many years of accumulation, it can be said that he is not short of money.

Therefore, if there is white flour, who would be proud of the stick noodle steamed buns?

White flour steamed buns are much more fragrant than Erhe noodles steamed buns.

Faced with Jia Dongxu's overflowing emotions, Su Mu was very sure that this simple guy was going to be manipulated by him.

Jia Dongxu is a good young man. He has probably never done this before. He opened his mouth to block people in Xiaoshi and dared to get into nooks and crannies with strangers...

The defensive awareness is too poor, very stupid and naive.

In addition, I just learned about the situation of the Jia family, and today I saw Jia Dongxu running to ask for food in Xiaoshi...

What is this?
The standard fat leeks are automatically delivered to your door, with the words "The increase is gratifying" and "Welcome to cut".

"It's only 5 pounds now. If you don't have enough, you can come to me next time."

"How can I find you next time?"

No matter how stupid Jia Dongxu is, he still knows that the other party has no stall.

Can I wait for him next time? Will I sell it to someone else early if I wait...

This is the problem.

Su Mu actually wanted to test Xiaoshi's over-the-counter trading.

That’s why I said it’s only 5 pounds.

But he was also a little hesitant, fearing that if one of the strings of the fat leek didn't match the right string, he would become suspicious.

But the next words made Su Mu completely relax.

I even wanted to give him a thumbs up and praise him: Lao Jia, you have the consciousness to be a leek.

"Can you make an appointment? I promise it'll be fine. I'm just short of food at home. I can't wait until next time..."

"What are you going to trade for?"

"What else can we use money for?"

"Ordinary food stamps can also be exchanged."

Now 10 kilograms of food stamps buy 7 and a half kilograms of grain.

In Jia Dongxu's opinion, it would be good if he could make a good exchange here, as long as it was higher than the grain station.

Therefore, he did not hesitate:

"How do I change it? I still have fine grain coupons..."

Su Mu nodded in approval, and then made a gesture.

"What do you mean?"

"Try not to talk in Xiaoshi and use gestures to indicate the transaction price..."

"Oh me……"

After being glared at by the other party, Jia Dongxu shut up.

Food stamps on the black market are inflated, costing about 5-8 yuan per pound, and ordinary food stamps are more expensive than fine food stamps.

Because one pound of ordinary food stamps can be exchanged for four or five pounds of sweet potatoes, while fine food stamps can only buy white flour and rice.

Jia Dongxu didn't understand the market, so he thought he had everything when he caught Su Mu...

This is... just awesome.

Su Mu used all his strength to hold back his laughter.

(End of this chapter)