It’s a Bit Early To Cross

Midnight.

Chu Heng, who had just slept for three hours, quietly opened his eyes.

He put on his cotton-padded coat in a rustling manner, and sneaked out of the office. When passing the small kitchen, he glanced at Ni Yinghong, who was sleeping soundly by the light of the coal stove, and then crept into the front room.

He quietly opened the lock, and then locked it from the outside after he went out. Only then did he feel relieved and rush to Pigeon Market on his bicycle.

Not long after this guy left, Ni Yinghong, who had been awakened by him early, quietly opened her eyes, she let out a long sigh, let go of the sharp screwdriver tightly clasped in her palm, and yawned and muttered: "Sneaky, It definitely didn't work out."

This girl has a quiet temperament and doesn't like to meddle in her own business, so she didn't think much about it. She cupped her head on the pillow filled with rice husks and fell asleep sweetly.

Chu Heng, who didn't know that he had been discovered, was galloping all the way, like a black arrow, swiftly passing through the silent and uninhabited four-nine cities.

In less than twenty minutes, he arrived at the place. Unexpectedly, Ergou came earlier than him.

Standing in the dark, Chu Heng could see from a distance the volatile lights in the market, and vaguely saw two figures shivering in the cold wind under the moonlight.

This old man still followed the old routine. He first walked around the neighborhood to make sure that there was no danger. Then he ran to the hidden alley, took out the goods that Ergou wanted, and then swung his flashlight toward the market, leading the way. They come.

Seeing the light, Ergou, who was almost frozen, hurriedly pushed his companion on a scooter and ran over.

"Brother, I'll wait for you." Ergou put a smile on his face and handed him a cigarette.

"I don't have time to talk nonsense, everything is inside, hurry up and take the money and leave." Chu Heng folded his hands in his sleeves and shrank tremblingly in the leeward.

"Brother, you'll be tired and wait a while, I'll look at the goods first." Ergou said in a low voice, then walked into the alley with the man beside him, and soon came out again, leaving a pile of items that had been prepared for a long time. The whole bill was handed over: "You count, one hundred and four."

Chu Heng didn't even count, he took it and put it in his pocket, and asked him, "How much do you want next time?"

"Brother, I have partnered with my brother. Now that I have enough money, can I order more?" Ergou pointed to the man beside him and introduced, "This is Dakui. I'm young, so there won't be any problems."

"It's up to you who you partner with, hurry up and report how much you want." Chu Heng asked impatiently.

"One hundred catties of rice, one hundred catties of white noodles, five hundred catties of cornmeal noodles, and fifty catties of oil. Maybe you will have to ask for it tomorrow. Brother, keep an eye on the grocery store and wait for my news." Ergou said quickly.

"Sure, remember to bring the bag back to me next time, it's not easy to deal with." Chu Heng instructed, turning his head and disappearing into the night.

When he was far away, Dakui, who didn't say a word the whole time, finally opened his mouth and asked Ergou in a loud voice, "Gouji, what's the origin of this man? He really got food!"

"You don't care where he came from, as long as we make money, we can make more than 20 if we sell these things. Our brothers are going to post it, you know!" Ergou rubbed his hands excitedly, He hurriedly greeted him to load the car, in order to prevent the night from dreaming too much.

Chu Heng was also very excited at the moment.

Although he only got one hundred and forty yuan from Ergou in this transaction, it was not as much as what he earned by setting up the stall himself.

However, the meaning of the more than 100 yuan is different, which means that he has completely escaped the dangerous life of setting up a stall and has officially become an upstream supplier.

And this one hundred and forty dollars is just the beginning.

Human desires are boundless, I believe that after Ergou tastes the sweetness, his pace will be bigger and bigger!

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Early morning.

After Chu Heng got up and washed up, he wanted to invite Ni Yinghong to have breakfast together, but the girl didn't want to, so he had to go to the breakfast stall alone.

A bowl of sweet soy milk and a few golden fried dough sticks cost him seven cents, and he was very comfortable eating.

When he returned to the shop full of oil, Miss Yinghong was still standing in front of the door miserably, waiting for her family to come and eat.

"The fried dough sticks served early are very crispy, and the soy milk is also very thick." He walked to the girl's side, and the big front door in his mouth was swaying with blue smoke, and he was very enthusiastic about sharing his experience.

"Virtue."

The girl gave him a roll of eyes and secretly patted her shriveled belly. She was really hungry!

"Eat a candy, hold it up." Chu Heng took out a candy and stuffed it into her hand, then walked into the house with his hands behind his back.

The girl peeled off the candy paper angrily, first sticking out her pink tongue to carefully lick off the transparent candy coating remaining on the paper, and then putting the candy in her mouth, the sweet taste made her feel as if she had lasted ten years. minute.

Ni Yinghong waited for a while, and Ni Chen, who woke up late, finally arrived late. The old man left two lunch boxes and left in a hurry with the big luggage in the eyes of the sister. Chu Heng didn't have time to take a look.

After the madly hungry girl devoured her breakfast, the aunties arrived one after another.

As usual, they were cleaning and having a tea party at the same time.

During this period, an aunt surnamed Zhang mysteriously shared a shocking melon with everyone. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

The other day, a family surnamed Zhao in the south of Tiancheng found a large yellow croaker weighing four or two from the mezzanine while packing up old furniture. It was exchanged for more than 900 yuan from the People's Bank of China on the same day, and the next day, it was bought for three turns.

This news is tantamount to winning the jackpot in the lottery in later generations, which really made all the aunties envious.

Even a few aunts who have old furniture at home have already started planning to go home at night to take a look at it.

When Chu Heng heard the news, he didn't feel much envy. The grain in his warehouse could also be regarded as gold bars in a sense.

However, this reminded him of the gold bull market in the 1970s. In his impression, the highest price should be more than 800 dollars an ounce, and the increase in ten years was more than 20 times terrifying.

Unfortunately, at this time, Huaxia did not allow private trade in gold, otherwise he would still be able to make some pension money from it.

Because of this mouthful of melon, today's grain stores are full of the copper stench of money.

Chu Heng often hears words such as gold bars, yellow croaker, nine hundred yuan, radio, big watch and so on from the mouths of store employees or customers, and his ears are about to grow calluses.

Even the director, a half-buried old man, was not exempt from the custom. In the office, he talked about big yellow croakers, old furniture, etc., and he was annoying to death.

He stayed up until he got off work, and Chu Heng finally escaped from the sea of ​​copper odor that the big yellow croaker attracted.

"One by one, what are you thinking about? It's really just an old piece of furniture that can remove gold bars."

At the door of the unit, Chu Heng, who was about to leave, glanced at the colleagues who were about to be stunned, and couldn't help but smile for a while, and immediately drove away quickly.

After he got home, before he could light the coal stove, the third master, Yan Bugui, came over happily.