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【245】As expected, it was the richest place in the past. There are many large yellow croakers.

After sighing helplessly, after he and Qiu Yuemin were not destined to be together, the second-rate boy was a scumbag who instantly abandoned the encounter with Qiu Yuemin. Then he walked towards the flea market with a briefcase and smiled.

The flea market in Thirteen Lines is much larger than the top and bottom nine, and there are also many more people gathering here. In addition, it may be because of more professional reasons. The small vendors here are more secretive in their work. If you don’t know that this is a flea market, you will be unable to find or buy anything after walking around.

When the second-rate guy entered the first round, he didn't meet anything. No one greeted him like this new face. Even when he asked others where to buy and sell things, no one came to entertain him.

Everyone was busy all kinds of things. Some people passed by, and some were sitting quietly on the corner of the street, but no one was selling or buying things in front of him.

After the first time, no one was found in a businessman, the second-rate boy immediately learned to be smart. On the second time, he changed his clothes and appeared with a basket on his back.

As soon as his image appeared, several men immediately came up to say hello to him; "Brother, where did you come from? Is it the first time I'm here, what's inside?"

"I got some meat from some channels. Do you want to buy some? One pound is 50% pound and no meat tickets are needed." Knowing that these men were the key to opening the flea market here by themselves, the second-rate was preparing to throw away the basket at any time and open it to show them.

"The meat is good, but if you go to the wrong place, you will be confiscated by the red armband. Let me take you into the street to sell..." Seeing that the second-rate meat was pretty good, and he didn't look like an undercover agent, a few men smiled and took him into a very quiet street in the Thirteenth Line.

The first half of this street was very quiet and there was no one there, but after turning a corner, it immediately changed inside.

Although there are still not many people inside, there are many transactions inside, and they are very direct. They go directly to the open stalls to do business. There are occasionally some customers outside the street who are brought in by people like these young men to buy and sell things.

After taking the second-rate into the street and setting him up a seat, several men took out a string of pork from the second-rate box and said, "Our transaction here is absolutely safe, so we will charge a little protection fee. Even if this piece of pork is the fee you give, you will leave there after selling it later..."

"Okay, thank you, but you probably don't have enough pork. Take another piece and help me with it in the future. They'll make a living."

The pork at this time is very valuable. If the person who was given the pork at this time is not a second-rate person, let alone giving them another piece, maybe they would have started fighting directly at the first piece.

But in his previous life, he was a second-rate businessman and an old slip-on. He did not follow the ordinary path. Not only did he agree to the request of several men, he even gave them an extra piece of boiled meat and asked them to take it to share.

When they saw the pork handed over by the second-rate boy, they were stunned for a moment.

Then after they looked at each other, they picked up two pieces of pork and walked towards the exit they said, while walking from time to time to say to the vendors who were selling things. "That handsome guy sells meat, and it costs two dollars a pound, and the quantity is not large. If you want it, go quickly..."

"Boss, you have pork here, right? Give me ten kilograms of pork. The bastards outside snatch all the meat every day, making me have no money to buy. If you get ten kilograms of pork, I will have enough food at one time."

"Boss, your pork costs two yuan per pound, right? Get me a five pound. Recently, more and more people are rich, but those who sell pork are still losing the fatal pork every day, which makes us unable to grab it every time."

"That's it. Every time I go in line for a long time, I buy one or two taels of pork. If I have too much, I won't sell you. I also have to ask why you buy so much pork. It's so annoying that I can't even spend money."

With the help of several men, many people gathered at the second-rate stalls, including normal citizens who came in to buy vegetables, as well as hawkers selling things. Then they bought meat from the second-rate stalls at five kilograms and ten kilograms.

However, in order to save time and facilitate himself to put pork in the basket, second-rate boy refused the request from the person who came to buy meat. He directly offered to buy one piece of meat for six yuan, ten yuan and two or ten yuan, and then sold it there at such a price.

At the beginning, people who came to buy meat were not very happy. After they weighed themselves, they immediately became happy again.

Because the second-rate meat given by them not only makes them buy more than the previous one, but also saves them a lot of money, so they immediately become more active in buying meat.

In the flea market, everyone covered things after buying things, and then left quietly like a thief. So the second-rate sold thousands of kilograms of pork without anyone being discovered.

Of course, second-rate guy didn't dare to be a fool for everyone. After he felt that his quota was about the same sold today, he stopped.

However, after stopping, Erruizi did not leave the flea market directly, but smiled and walked to a man selling watches, and asked him with a friendly look on his face, "Brother, is there any way to get fish? Big or small..."

"What price? If the price you give is pretty good, I can get some for you..." The man who was selling the watch was a Thirteen-Lianren local, so he was not nervous at this time even if he didn't sell a watch, and he was still sitting there leisurely drinking tea. Even if he answered the second-rate, he didn't stop making tea in his hand.

"If you give money, 50 pieces of big yellow croaker [500 grams], 5 yuan of small yellow croaker [50 grams], if you exchange it for meat, 25 kilograms of pork, 1 piece of pork of small yellow croaker, you have a piece of pork of this size on your hand!!"

Second-rate guys have already seen that the people who sell things here are all good people who are not short of money, but they are all very short of meat-related things, so after he talked about the money transaction, he came up with a trading method of using meat for fish.

After hearing the second-rate words, the man hesitated for a while when he drank tea. Then he attached himself to the second-rate's ear and said a place and a person's name. Then he sat back in the seat and smiled and said to the second-rate. "Ten big yellow croaker, one small yellow croaker, you go to the place I mentioned at 3 o'clock in the morning. Then everyone can change it for you. Although the people there seem to be quite poor on the surface, they really don't lack fish..."

"Thank you, then I'll take care of your business. I'll want these watches for 300 yuan." After getting the news he wanted from the man, the second-rate took out 300 yuan and handed it to the man, and then reached out to take away several watches from the man's stall.

"It seems that this kid came for fish. I'm afraid half of the money sold for that basket of meat came to me. I don't know how to feel sorry for the money. Where did the prodigal son come from??"

The man's watches are indeed good things, but he never thought of selling his watches so expensive. So when the second-rate buys his watch, the man directly called him a prodigal son behind his back.

The second-rate man, who didn't know that he was scolded as a prodigal son, found a place to change his equipment after leaving the flea market, and then walked towards the place the man said with an empty basket on his back.

After walking inside, the second-rate guy's first view was [This is so humid and old, will people living here really have big yellow croakers? Could this be the bastard who sells watches lied to me??]

However, when he walked to the watch seller's house with a basket on his back, he was frightened by the generousness of an old man who was worn and old. The second-rate basket contained thirty pieces of pork, and the old man took out thirty small fish to exchange for the second-rate.

Moreover, after the old man changed the pork, he went out directly in front of the second-rate boy. Then the second-rate boy saw a group of men and women who didn't look like rich people, young and old, holding small yellow croakers to exchange the pork in the old man's hand, and they exchanged two small yellow croakers for a piece of meat.

After exchanging the pork for 28 yuan, the old man directly put the little yellow croaker on the table, then pushed it to the second-rate man, and said to him with a smile, "This thing doesn't mean much to us. After all, it's hard to take action on this thing now, so I think you can help us get more food. As long as you satisfy us, we will also use this golden shining thing to satisfy you..."

"You can't achieve large transactions here, let's do it. Tomorrow night, we will trade here at ****. I will prepare five thousand kilograms of pork and two thousand kilograms of rice for you. How about you prepare the corresponding fish for me? "I feel that I'm selling meat in Shangxiajiu, probably someone has already thought of it, so after gritting my teeth, the second-rate guy directly planned to trade with the old man one by one.
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