The prosperous era of courtyard houses

Chapter 13, Visit to the Ghost Market and Harvest

In the middle of the night, Li Weiguo woke up.

Without turning on the light, he opened his eyes and glanced at the clock. It was now around two o'clock in the morning.

After the space is strengthened and nourished, even in the dark night, the eyes can see everything around them clearly.

He went to bed at eight o'clock last night and slept for more than six hours until now.

The whole person is very energetic now.

Okay, let's get up and go, it's almost time.

Ghost market Ghost market naturally only exists at night.

When daybreak comes, the ghost market will have to end.

Put on your clothes, shoes, bag, mask, hat, and a towel around your face to wrap yourself tightly.

He didn't go through the main entrance of the courtyard, but climbed over the wall from the corner of his west wing.

After being strengthened by space, Li Weiguo's physique is now much better than before, and it is easy to lift more than two hundred kilograms with one hand.

After a while, the nutrients will be replenished and the body will become stronger.

After climbing over the wall and leaving the courtyard, it was dark and quiet everywhere, and there was no one on the road.

Knowing the direction, he started running.

There's nothing I can do, I don't even have a bicycle, so if I don't hurry up, by the time we get there, people will probably leave too.

After running for about half an hour, I finally found the ghost market under the old imperial city in Xicheng.

Under the city wall, there were many figures squatting, each one wrapped more tightly than the other, for fear of being recognized.

Some people put a lantern at their feet, or held a flashlight in their hand, wrapped in a cloth, but it didn't let out much light.

From a distance, it looks like a will-o'-the-wisp.

Although the light was dim, it was not difficult for Li Weiguo. He could see clearly at night.

Without hurrying to set up a stall, Li Weiguo quietly observed in front of each stall to see if there was any good stuff.

Some sell porcelain, some sell calligraphy and painting, and some sell various jade and ornaments.

There are also sellers of watches, pens, flashlights, used clothes, and used appliances.

There are also people walking around reselling various tickets, and there are people doing all kinds of businesses.

In the ghost market, be sure not to reveal your wealth. The people who often wander around here are those without formal jobs. It is a mixed bag of good and bad. Once you reveal your wealth, you will easily be followed and robbed.

Li Weiguo walked to a corner and took out a bag of sweet potatoes from the secret space without anyone noticing.

He found a conspicuous place, put the sack down, opened the mouth of the sack, and revealed a large sack of sweet potatoes.

Wrap a flashlight in a cloth and shine the light on the sack.

Soon, a ticket seller wandering around the ghost market came over and asked the price: "What's the price of sweet potatoes?"

"No tickets cost six cents per catty, no retail sales, here are 100 catties." Li Weiguo said in a low voice.

If you have a ticket, it costs three cents a pound. If you don’t have a ticket, it’s not expensive to sell it twice as much.

The ticket seller didn't hesitate, nodded and said: "Okay, I'll take all of them." He took out six yuan and handed it to Li Weiguo.

After collecting the money, Li Weiguo continued to ask: "Are there any candy coupons, cigarette coupons, or alcohol coupons?"

"Yes, let's go to the corner to trade."

The ticket seller put the sweet potato on his shoulders and walked towards the corner of the city wall.

When I arrived at a corner where there were few people, I took out a large stack of tickets from my pocket.

Not to mention, there are many types of ticket resellers.

Food stamps, meat stamps, coal stamps, gas stamps, match stamps are all available.

最终，从票贩子买到了粗粮票36斤，细粮票14斤，糖票3斤、烟票8张、茅台酒票2张、西凤酒票1张、布票6尺、饼干票1斤、火柴票10张。

It was rare to see a big customer, and the ticket seller was also very happy: "My name is Lao Fu. If this man wants anything from now on, just come to me."

Li Weiguo nodded: "From now on, leave all the tickets for food stamps, non-staple food, tobacco and alcohol to me. You can also keep other rare tickets after you receive them. I will come every other week."

After hearing this, Old Fu was happy. Today he met a rich man.

He raised his hands and asked, "No problem, what do you call me?"

Li Weiguo cupped his hands and returned the greeting: "My surname is Li."

"Okay, Mr. Li, I will be here waiting for you every weekend."

After the transaction with Lao Fu ended, he stopped selling food and started shopping in the ghost market.

After walking around for a long time, I found something different in a corner.

There are military daggers, kettles, Mitsubishi bayonets, and binoculars on the stalls.

Looking at the stall owner again, he was dressed in rags, and the shoes on his feet couldn't even cover his toes.

At first glance, I could tell that he was a retired soldier, but I didn't expect that he was so confused that he even sold everything he had when he was a soldier.

Seeing this scene, Li Weiguo wanted to laugh but couldn't. He felt bad.

He walked over by mistake, squatted in front of the stall, took a look at the things on the stall, and asked in a low voice: "How do you sell these things?"

When the stall owner heard someone asking about the price, his eyes lit up: "The dagger is 1 yuan for 5 yuan, the kettle is 1 yuan, the bayonet is 2 yuan, and the telescope is 3 yuan."

He raised his head and glanced at the stall owner. His eyes revealed expectations and even longing.

Without bargaining, he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take both."

After that, he took out seven and a half yuan from his pocket and handed it to the stall owner, and put the four things into his shoulder bag.

The stall owner carefully collected the money, folded up the rags on the ground, stood up and prepared to leave.

But Li Weiguo stopped him: "Wait a minute."

"Dude, do you have anything else to do?" the stall owner asked, standing still.

Li Weiguo: "Do you want to make money?"

The stall owner stared at Li Weiguo quietly and asked warily: "What do you mean?"

Li Weiguo laughed dumbly: "You have become such a bird, are you still afraid that I will plot against you?"

Hearing what Li Weiguo said, he immediately let down his guard. Yes, he has become such a bird. What is there for others to plot against? He didn't even have any decent clothes on his body.

Seeing that the other party had lowered his guard, Li Weiguo immediately invited him: "How about we find a quiet corner to chat?"

The other party said nothing, nodded, and motioned for Li Weiguo to lead the way.

He took the veteran out of the ghost market and found a deserted wall to stop.

Li Weiguo turned to the veteran and said, "I need a skilled scout to help me investigate things. Do you have any comrades who are good at investigation?"

Upon hearing Li Weiguo's request, the veteran immediately said: "I am a scout. What do you want to investigate and how much do you plan to pay?"

"The reward for investigating a person's criminal facts is 100 yuan. But you have to prove that you have this ability before I can hand over this matter to you." Li Weiguo said.

Just for investigating one person, you can get a reward of 100 yuan, which is like pie in the sky. It’s equivalent to three or four months’ salary of a factory worker.

Thinking of his current family situation, the veteran immediately said: "Don't worry, I am a real scout."

"My name is Zheng Shan. I was born in a reconnaissance company of a certain division. I retired in 57."

"I have been a soldier for four years and am a top soldier in the army. Even after I retire, I have not forgotten my skills."

Hearing what he said, it seemed that he had found the right person, so Li Weiguo asked: "Do you still have the previous ID?"

Zheng Shan nodded and said: "Yes, but at home, I don't have it with me."

Li Weiguo: "Okay, at 12 noon tomorrow, bring your ID to the entrance of the joint restaurant on Gulou East Street. We will meet to talk tomorrow."

Zheng Shan: "Okay, I will be there on time at 12 o'clock tomorrow in front of the joint restaurant on Gulou East Street."