Siheyuan: I can change size at will

"How is it possible, how is this possible?"

"So much mutton, a full forty plates, you finished it all?"

Yang Weimin still didn't believe it, so he got up from the ground and started searching under the table, then searched every corner of the private room, and finally confirmed that the mutton was indeed not hidden.

"I've finished eating. I'm about 80% full." Cao Zhengshuang stood up and said with a smile.

"Eighty percent full!!!"

Yang Weimin was almost scared to death when he heard this. Are they going to serve ten more plates of mutton?

He has already spent 44 yuan on this meal. If he spends more, how will he have the money to ask Yu Haitang out for fun in the future?

Amid the panic of the crowd, Cao Zhengshuang said, "Just eat until you are 80% full. After all, you can't eat too much at noon."

"Yang Weimin, I am very satisfied with this lunch."

"How about you treat me to dinner tonight?"

"Ah, no, I...I have something else to do tonight, so I don't have time."

Yang Weimin quickly refused.

He felt that the worst thing he had ever done in his 20 years of life was to invite Cao Zhengshuang to dinner.

He won't make the same mistake twice.

From now on, I will never invite Cao Zhengshuang to dinner.

He even wanted to write this into the family motto.

"Haha, alright then, eat and drink your fill."

"Let's go back to our own homes and find our own mothers."

Cao Zhengshuang ran away with the rain.

He was afraid that if he ran too slowly, what if Yang Weimin held him here to pay for his meals?

As soon as Cao Zhengshuang left, Yang Weimin finally stopped pretending and started cursing.

"Cao Zhengshuang, you bastard, just wait and see if I won't punish you severely in the future."

Yang Weimin was angry, and Yu Haitang was also angry.

Yang Weimin's money is also her money.

She was also unhappy because Cao Zhengshuang had spent so much today.

"Weimin, how much did this meal cost?" Yu Haitang asked.

"How much? At least 42 yuan!"

Yang Weimin gritted his teeth.

"Ah! So many!"

Eating 10 meals like this would be equivalent to a watch for her. Yu Haitang was heartbroken.

"This Cao Zhengshuang really doesn't treat other people's money as money."

"Weimin, he works in the third workshop. Remember, you must teach him a lesson after work tomorrow."

Under the influence of money, no matter how handsome Cao Zhengshuang is, Yu Haitang doesn't like him.

"Humph, Cao Zhengshuang pissed me off, so he'll be in trouble."

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Cao Zhengshuang took Yu Shui to Beihai Park to play for a while, and at three o'clock in the afternoon, he sent her to the station.

"Brother Cao, go home and tell my brother that if he continues like this, he won't recognize me as his sister."

"I'm never coming back again."

Cao Zhengshuang looked at Yu Shui who was about to get on the bus, hardened his heart, took out 50 yuan and stuffed it into Yu Shui's hand.

"Brother Cao, what do you mean?"

The rain evaded the question.

She had already accepted such an expensive watch from Cao Zhengshuang today and didn't want to take any more money from him.

"Yushui, take this money and use it."

"Remember to eat well at school, buy more milk and papaya, and don't be afraid to spend money."

That’s right, Cao Zhengshuang had just made up his mind.

I'll fly a plane later.

"Brother Cao, you are so nice to me!"

Yu Shui's tears fell, the love she lost from Sha Zhu was replenished from Cao Zhengshuang.

"Go ahead and take care of yourself."

"Yeah, thank you, Brother Cao."

After Yu Shui left in his car, Cao Zhengshuang rode his bicycle towards the legendary Pigeon City.

The pigeon market, the black market, and even the ghost market actually all refer to the same place, but the business hours are different.

The ghost market used to open in the early morning, but now after some management, it has basically disappeared.

Pigeon market is actually the black market. Because the name black market doesn’t sound good, it was changed to pigeon market.

There are three famous pigeon markets in Beijing, located in East City, West City and North City.

Cao Zhengshuang went to the pigeon market which was closest to the courtyard.

After passing through several remote alleys, he stopped and took out three 3-jin bags of flour from the system space. He wanted to test the waters today.

Putting the flour on the bicycle, he pushed the bicycle into the Pigeon Market.

The Pigeon Market is located in a small alley, with countless vendors setting up stalls here, selling all kinds of things.

There are also many people visiting the Pigeon Market, but everyone is very quiet. Only when they see something they want will they go up and talk to the stall owner in a low voice.

The flour on Cao Zhengshuang's bicycle instantly attracted a lot of people's attention.

Food is a necessity of life.

White flour is the most expensive grain.

Suddenly many people gathered around.

"Comrade, how much do you sell this flour for?"

"This bag is five kilograms, I want to buy two bags."

"Wait, comrade, please don't be silent. Name a price..."

Some experienced people also recognized him and said, "You are new here, let me tell you about the market situation in the pigeon market."

"White flour now costs 3 cents per pound if you need food coupons, and 4 cents per pound if you don't need coupons."

"Yes, comrade, we are not lying to you. This is the price of white flour in the market."

Cao Zhengshuang was shocked: "The white flour sold at the grain station is only 1 cents per pound, why is it so expensive here?"

The buyer laughed and said, "Can you buy white flour at the grain station with your grain coupons?"

"You can't buy it at all. Even if it's marked at 1 cents per pound, it's out of stock. How can you buy it?"

"What a fool you are! You are the seller, and you think the price is too high!"

Cao Zhengshuang stretched out his hand: "I don't sell this grain for money, I only exchange it for grain coupons."

"Give me double the food coupons and I will change them."

Many people were immediately discouraged and could only leave after looking at the white flour.

There’s nothing we can do. They don’t have any food coupons.

If I had food coupons, I wouldn't buy expensive food here without coupons.

Of course, there were a few old people who did have money and wanted to buy it, but they lacked food coupons.

But they have a solution.

One of the middle-aged men wearing a hat said, "Comrade, please stay here. I will go to the ticket seller to buy some food coupons and then come back to exchange them for flour."

"can."

With someone taking the lead, several other people who were not short of money and wanted to eat white flour also went to find ticket scalpers to buy food coupons.

The reason why Cao Zhengshuang exchanged for food coupons was because he had neither food nor money, but he lacked coupons.

He used the food coupons he was given every month to buy meals in the steel mill canteen and eat out.

He saved up all the oil coupons, cloth coupons and other tickets.

He was not like the Jia family, who exchanged all their tickets for food coupons.

Soon, those people came with food coupons in their hands.

"Comrade, this is 20 jin of Beijing food coupons. I want to exchange it for 10 jin of flour."

"Comrade, I have 10 jin of Beijing food coupons, I want to exchange them for 5 jin of flour."

"can."

Everyone handed over the ticket with one hand and the money with the other, and the transaction was completed smoothly.

After Cao Zhengshuang had sold all the flour on his bicycle, he started wandering around the Pigeon Market.

You know what, there are quite a lot of things in there.

There is plenty of food, drinks, and entertainment.

Fresh meat that is hard to find on the market is available here.

There are even antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and gold.