Rebirth 1981: Kick your scumbag wife away and become rich instantly

Chapter 68: Snakes have their own paths, rats have their own paths.

Seeing Zhao Shanhe coming to look for him, the bald man, who was a little timid at first, was extremely humble, but he didn't expect that Zhao Shanhe was not here to cause trouble.

Instead, he said, "I need help with something."

The bald man immediately felt flattered. After all, before Zhao Shanhe went to the countryside, he was roaring on the streets every day as a street fighter.

Once, he accidentally provoked Zhao Shanhe, but Zhao Shanhe took a steel pipe and knocked down all the brothers of Scabies. Then he chased Scabies for several streets, and finally kicked him to the ground.

In the end, there are teeth all over the ground, which is miserable.

This is Zhao Shanhe's character. Either he won't make a move, or if he does, he will completely subdue the opponent and tremble when he sees him.

The bald gangsters, who were beaten to pieces, hid far away when they saw Zhao Shanhe, for fear of offending this evil star again.

Later, Zhao Shanhe went to the countryside to become an educated youth, and the bald man and his gang began to hang out again.

However, after Zhao Shanhe came back, there was no conflict again. It turned out that Zhao Shanhe often visited the Cultural Palace to chase You Ling.

Every time they saw Zhao Shanhe, Scabby Baldy and others were also very polite, offering cigarettes and making polite remarks, calling Shan Ge Chang Shan Ge.

They are considered friends who know each other.

"Brother Shan, just tell me if you have any orders. I, the bald man, will only follow Brother Shan's lead. You must not be polite to me..."

Seeing the bald man nodding and hunching like a bear, Zhao Shanhe stopped talking nonsense with him and directly said that he needed some rice noodles and meat tickets and asked him if there was any channel to get some for him.

Since returning to the city, Zhao Shanhe has heard from brothers such as Wang Cai and Li Hu that people like Bald Man rarely fight anymore.

Now everyone knows how to make money.

Whether he was setting up a cigarette stall to sell cigarettes secretly, or he was always flipping all kinds of tickets, he was considered a somewhat capable person near the machinery factory area.

So after seeing that the supply of goods in the black market was cut off, Zhao Shanhe thought of people like Bald Man and simply came to find them.

Now that he heard that Zhao Shanhe wanted tickets for gas, meat, and rice and noodles, the bald man knew that business was on his way.

Although he knew that the giant Buddha in front of him was a generous person, he did things openly and never took advantage of others by chance.

The bald man believed that Zhao Shanhe would never refuse to pay.

"So that's it. As long as it's what Brother Shan needs, it's easy to talk about it. Brother Shan respects his brother and will never let you down."

Then the bald man looked around furtively, making sure that there was nothing wrong, and then pulled Zhao Shanhe aside and asked him to wait for a while.

Soon he ran out, found the brother in the dark, took out various tickets from his arms, returned and handed them to Zhao Shanhe:

"Brother Shan, have you seen enough? I only have so much on hand today. If you still need it, I will find a way for you later."

Zhao Shanhe took these food stamps and meat stamps, picked out the national food stamps and gave them to the bald man, leaving only the local food stamps and meat stamps.

"Bald man, I have all these meat stamps. If you have some in hand, keep them for me. I will definitely want them. As for national food stamps, I don't need them for the time being. I only need local food stamps. How much do you want to give me?" "

Zhao Shanhe didn't expect that the bald man believed in him so much that he took the goods directly before the price was negotiated.

But with people like them, Zhao Shanhe didn't want to owe any favors, so he simply told the truth and asked what his bid was.

After all, the national food stamps are meaningless to me at the moment. After all, I can only set up a stall in front of the factory and wait until I have to go out in the future.

Anyway, there are snakes and rats, and the black market near the factory has been closed down countless times.

Although some items were confiscated.

However, no other responsibilities were held. After all, the people selling the goods, even if they were not family members of the machinery factory, were still nearby villagers.

Some villagers just brought vegetables grown at home, and some brought chickens or eggs raised at home in exchange for money.

I took it to the black market to sell it, not just to get some money to spend.

Why don't you buy needles and thread? After all, farmers can't see cash all year round.

Life in this era is mostly miserable.

As long as there are other ways, no one can take huge risks and dare to sell things on the black market?

The Police Department of the Machinery Factory is also aware of these things, so they usually just turn a blind eye.

That is to say, if the superiors come to inspect or react strongly, they can only investigate and deal with it, which is just a gust of wind.

It can’t be said that in a few days, these black market people will come out to set up stalls again.

This is the law of economic operation. As long as there is demand in the market, someone will seize the opportunity. There is no shortage of smart people in any era.

Just like the bald man, people who used to like to sneak around and earn a little money for food, drink and fun have now begun to make money.

Although it is indeed illegal to sell cigarettes privately or give away food stamps, this way of making money is still much better than the original way of eating and waiting to die.

The bald man looked at it eagerly, thinking that Zhao Shanhe could take all this away?

However, he still took it with a smile. Looking at the food stamps handed over by Zhao Shanhe, the bald man blinked his little eyes and thought:

"Brother Shan, what you said is that if you want to exchange food stamps with me, it shows that you respect your brother. Well, you can give me local food stamps at five cents per catty, and as for meat stamps, you can give me [-] cents per catty. Just give me money per catty, and I can’t make money from you..."

Zhao Shanhe didn't expect the bald man to be so cheerful. In fact, Zhao Shanhe had learned about the market conditions before.

Nowadays, national food stamps cost [-] cents per catty, and local food stamps also cost [-] cents per catty. As for meat stamps, the prices vary, sometimes [-] cents per catty, sometimes [-] cents per catty.

Especially during holidays, when tickets are hard to come by, the price is even more expensive.

Of course, this is mainly a residential area for factories, mines, and every household has to issue various invoices every month. Those who are reluctant to spend can simply exchange them for money.

Moreover, there are black markets near the family area. You can buy anything in the black market without a ticket, as long as you pay.

If you are in Ancheng City, the price will definitely be more than that.

"Okay, count the money to see if it's correct. If you have these tickets in the future, just keep them for me. I'll come here often to change them."

Zhao Shanhe calculated the number of meat stamps and food stamps, and then converted them into money. It turned out to be exactly ten yuan, so he casually took out a big unity card.

Seeing Zhao Shanhe casually displaying a big unity card, the bald man was immediately dumbfounded. I really didn't expect Zhao Shanhe to be so rich?

The key is that his free and easy demeanor immediately conquered the bald man. The key is that it is rare to encounter such a big customer in this era?

Although Zhao Shanhe usually fights hard enough, he has never seen him spend money so generously.

In order to pursue You Ling, Zhao Shanhe often took You Ling to the Cultural Palace to play.

Sometimes, in order to buy a popsicle for You Ling, I would deduct the popsicle that Sosoou could only afford for three cents.

I don’t even have money to buy a five-cent cream popsicle.

Zhao Shanhe himself could only stand by and watch You Ling eating deliciously. If he had money, why not buy one?

When did you become so generous?

What is he doing now?

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