I Became the Favorite of Big Bosses

Chapter 238: Keep your eyes open and find a better master...

The man was well-dressed and somewhat elegant, which was incompatible with the crowded and chaotic black market. Wei Lan couldn't help but take a second look.

The man stopped in front of a haggard old man selling vegetables at a street stall, and then whispered: "Old Liu, where is my meat?"

The old man known as Lao Liu raised his eyes and glanced at the man, stretched out three fingers to sign, and the man immediately took out two pieces of one dollar and two pieces of 50 cents from his bag and handed them over.

It was actually three yuan.

Old Liu took the money and glanced around, then moved the vegetables in the vegetable basket to the side and took out a two-inch wide piece of pork belly. "Next time, you have to say hello in advance. If you are in such a hurry, I won't be like you." It’s just business.”

The young man nodded, took out a cloth bag and put the meat in it, stuffed it into his arms, turned around and walked out of the black market with a hunched body.

Wei Lan is well-dressed like a college student in the city, and she looks pretty and fair. At first glance, she looks like a young lady from a good family who came to the black market to have her teeth polished.

　　Since entering the black market, Wei Lan has secretly attracted the attention of many people.

After watching the transaction process of the young man just now, Wei Lan reached out and pulled the corner of Gu Chao's clothes, raised his chin at the old man named Lao Liu, and motioned to go over and take a look.

She let go of Gu Chaogang and took a step forward. A man suddenly rushed over in front of her. Wei Lan was so startled that she took a step back and pressed her back against Gu Chao's chest.

Gu Chao helped Wei Lan stand firmly, his strong eyebrows slightly frowned, and he looked at the short man in front of him with a serious look.

The short man touched his nose. He thought Wei Lan was an inexperienced little girl because of her exquisite appearance, and he wanted to kill her, but he didn't expect that this girl actually brought someone else with her.

The short man took a few steps back intimidated by the terrifying eyes, and kept a certain distance from Wei Lan tactfully. After a while, he grinned, waved his hands and said with a smile: "Don't, don't misunderstand, my name is Shantao, and I just want to sell goods. "

When he said this, with Gu Chao supporting him, Wei Lan was no longer afraid, and immediately took a step forward and asked: "What do you have here? Are you just giving away things? I have good things here, do you want to consider taking them?" ?”

"We have sweet potato white flour, toothpaste and soap. If you are willing to pay for it, I can get it for you if you don't have it." Shan Yao chuckled and touched the back of his head with his rough hands.

The person who shaved his head seemed not to be very good at shaving his head, which resulted in pits on his head. There was an indentation almost every three to five centimeters, as if he was bald.

His touch made her look even more ridiculous.

Wei Lan looked at Shan Yao's uneven shaved head, and then at Gu Chao, who had a big crew cut behind him. Finally, she leaned back and whispered to Gu Chao, "Don't cut your hair like him. Keep your eyes open and look for A better master…”

 As he spoke, he glanced towards the potato with his little eyes.

Seeing that she didn't express her position, Shantao said hurriedly: "Do you want it? If you want more, I can give you another box of matches!"

“Do you have Fuqiang fans? How to sell them?” Wei Lan asked hurriedly.

Fuqiang flour is fine, has high gluten content and few impurities. It is a good fine grain. Even if it is not sold, you can make pasta and eat it yourself.

"Eighty cents for the ticket, one dollar and two for the no ticket." Shantao said. Remembering that Wei Lan said there were good things just now, he asked additionally, "Sister, what good things do you have in your hand?"

In this era, everything can be said to be good. Besides grain, it is meat. Wei Lan asked Fuqiang Fen just now, and Shantao concluded that she definitely did not want to sell grain.

 (End of this chapter)