Siheyuan: The start of the game is bound to the self-killing system

"Not much more, there are two more."

He Zhiqiang looked him up and down, and said to him.

Why does this man sound like a leader?

"How much are two? I want them all."

When the middle-aged man heard his words, he smiled and said to him.

He turned around, turned around the whole street, and didn't see any chicken sellers.

"Six dollars."

He Zhiqiang was concise and clear, and reached out to grab the two chickens in the basket.

The middle-aged man took out six yuan from his pocket and put it on the rag, then took two chickens.

"Young man, your chicken is pretty good. I'll buy everything else in your basket."

The middle-aged man held a chicken in one hand and said to him.

When He Zhiqiang heard what he said, his feelings were good. Is this trying to get round?

"There are two geese and two ducks in the cage, do you want them? The goose costs 4 yuan each, and the duck costs 2 yuan."

He Zhiqiang directly lifted the rag and said to him.

The middle-aged man stretched his head and looked into the basket. There were really two ducks and two geese.

"Young man, only two ducks and two geese cost 12 yuan, right? I'll pay another one yuan, 13 yuan, can you give me this basket?"

The middle-aged man looked at him and said.

He Zhiqiang glanced at the pannier, "Okay, then I'll sell it to you for one dollar."

He seemed to remember that this backpack was only a few cents when he bought it!

Isn't this person a fool with a lot of money?

"Young man, do you still have chickens, ducks and geese? I want as many as you have."

Just as He Zhiqiang wanted to leave, he stopped him.

"How much do you want? Do you have that much money?"

He Zhiqiang turned to look at her and asked in a low voice.

This is not to look down on him, the main reason is that there is really so much money?

Could it be that there is a lot of money to burn, or is there another way to get rich?

"Money is easy to talk about. As long as you have it, I can give you the money."

The middle-aged man pulled his arm and said seriously to him.

"But I don't want money, I want little yellow croakers."

He Zhiqiang took his hand away with the other hand and said to him.

Cashing out is cashing out, but it’s a bit of a loss to replace it with paper tickets, right?

In a few years, Da Hei Shike will be replaced by Da Tuan. After checking, he actually has tens of thousands of yuan in family property, so he can't tell where the money came from.

It's better to switch to a small yellow croaker, when the time comes, the gold will go up all the way!

"Little yellow croaker, this is a bit difficult!"

The middle-aged man frowned, looked at him and said.

"If it's difficult, then there's no need to sell it."

He Zhiqiang spread his hands at him and said.

"Don't go, don't go, the little yellow croaker is not impossible, how much do you want a chicken for a little yellow croaker?"

Seeing that he was about to leave, the middle-aged man grabbed his arm again and asked.

"One catty of small yellow croakers can be exchanged for seven chickens."

He Zhiqiang thought for a while and said to him.

A catty of small yellow croaker is only worth 30 yuan, and a chicken is 13 yuan, which is about the same as 21 yuan.

The middle-aged man frowned, looked at him for a while, and then spoke.

"Okay, 7 chickens per catty of small yellow croaker."

He Zhiqiang nodded and leaned into his ear, "Qin's Village, at the foot of the mountain west of the village, eleven o'clock tonight."

The middle-aged man took a deep look at her, nodded, and left without asking anything.

He Zhiqiang lowered his head, took out money from his pocket, and counted 510 yuan.

It's too easy to make money.

He Zhiqiang rode his bicycle towards Qinjia Village.

Now that it has been agreed, there will be chickens, ducks and geese tonight, so he has to prepare early!

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Qinjiacun

"Boom boom boom boom..."

He Zhiqiang stood in front of Village Chief Qin's door and patted the door with his hands.

"Who is it? Come here..."

Village head Qin was holding the washbasin, and just about to wash his face when he heard a knock on the door.

"Squeak~"

"He Zhiqiang, what are you doing here?"

Village Chief Qin opened the door and saw that He Zhiqiang looked at him suspiciously and asked.

"Village chief, I just want to ask if there is anyone in our village who knows how to weave bamboo baskets?"

He Zhiqiang looked at him and asked.

His idea is to buy more bamboo baskets, or bamboo baskets, and count the chickens, ducks and geese in advance.

Dozens of chickens, ducks, and geese are placed in a basket, which is also a good deal.

"Yes, yes, He Zhiqiang, why are you asking this?"

Village Chief Qin thought about it and said to him.

There is a bamboo forest on the mountain, and many families here can weave bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets!

"Cun Chief Qin, I want to buy a batch of bamboo baskets and baskets. I'll take as much as I have."

He Zhiqiang said to him seriously.

Bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets won’t cost you more than 100 yuan.

"Okay, He Zhiqiang, if you make a mistake, how much will you charge for the bamboo basket? The bamboo basket is ten cents each, and the bamboo basket is eight cents."

Village head Qin welcomed him into the house, poured him a cup of tea, and said to him.

When He Zhiqiang heard this, ten cents and eight cents were really cheap.

"Bamboo baskets cost 500 cents each, so I want 500, and I want [-] bamboo baskets."

He Zhiqiang thought about it, and asked for 500 each first, let's see, which one is easy to use?

"puff"

"5?"

Village Chief Qin just drank the tea in his mouth, when he heard his words spit out, he looked at him in disbelief and said.

You really can't underestimate young people!

500 bamboo baskets, plus 500 bamboo baskets, that's a full 1000.

He Zhiqiang quickly dodged when Village Chief Qin was spitting out tea.

"Yes, I wonder if Village Chief Qin has so many?"

Village Chief Qin realized that he had lost his composure, so he quickly wiped his mouth, picked up the dishcloth on the table, and wiped the tea on the table.

"Yes, but it will take some time to make it."

Village Chief Qin looked at him and said.

He reckoned that even the Cripple Qin family, who specialized in weaving bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets, would not be able to come up with 1000.

Even if we collect all the bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets in the village, it is impossible to have 1000 bamboo baskets.

"How many can you take out at eight o'clock tonight?"

He Zhiqiang picked up the teacup and put it on the table and asked him.

"He Zhiqiang, come with me to Cripple Qin's house. His house specializes in weaving such things. Go and see how many he has there?"

Village Chief Qin said to him with a smile.

If this order is made into the Qin family village, it will become richer and richer.

He Zhiqiang nodded, and followed her to Qin Zizi's house.

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