59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

When they saw Chen Feng put the grass carp into the bucket, the group of people gasped.

"It's amazing. Such a big grass carp doesn't even resist?"

"You are lucky, young man. If you had used a little more force, the grass carp would probably have broken your line."

When he picked up the fishing rod again, took out the hook and hung the earthworm on it, a group of people nearby came over.

"Little brother, please sell this fish to me. I'll give you a piece of it."

Because of the imbalance between supply and demand, food prices are actually very chaotic at this time.

The current price of pork is far higher than the actual selling price, and food prices fluctuate greatly. The official price of first-grade meat (fat meat) is about 6 cents per pound, while second-grade pork belly and third-grade lean meat are relatively cheaper.

But in reality, there are too many monks and too little meat. As soon as the supply and marketing cooperatives have meat, it will basically be snatched up by the "well-informed people" who have connections with the supply and marketing cooperatives.

Many people have extra meat coupons, but they can’t buy meat!

The price of meat in the pigeon market and black market in the old city is more than three times higher than that in the supply and marketing cooperatives.

There are many powerful bosses who have become millionaires by relying on the pigeon market and the black market.

The price of fish is far lower than that of pork. The market price is about 3 cents per pound, but the private transaction price is much higher than this amount.

A three-pound grass carp is offered for one dollar.

This is definitely bullying Chen Feng because he is young and ignorant.

But not everyone is like that.

"I'll give you one dollar and fifty cents, little brother."

"I'll give you one dollar and fifty-one cents."

"Hey, man, have some shame, be a real man, and raise the price a bit!"

The uncle who asked for one dollar and increased the price by one cent felt embarrassed, but was unwilling to give up.

"Two dollars, I'll give you two dollars!" said another person.

"Little brother, I'll give you two dollars and fifty cents."

An old man spoke, shutting up the others.

Chen Feng bowed and said, "Uncles and uncles, buying and selling is illegal. I am fishing to take home for my family to eat, so please disperse."

After the three major reforms are completed, private transactions will be illegal, otherwise people will not have to go to the black market or pigeon market in the middle of the night to exchange.

Although no one would report him for a fish, he would still take the risk for a fish.

The few people who were about to make a deal were startled and quickly retreated.

Although it is not the time for the trend to rise in the future, everyone is still very taboo about key words such as buying and selling.

In fact, exchanging food privately is common.

We are all human beings and we all need to eat, but the authorities just turn a blind eye.

So the pigeon market for exchanging goods has always existed.

But publicizing private transactions would be a slap in the face of the authorities.

Yan Bugui looked at the grass carp and felt extremely regretful.

He thought that if he had not changed his position, he might have gotten 2 yuan.

That’s nearly one-tenth of a month’s salary!

I have suffered a big loss!

He was so heartbroken that he almost had a heart attack!

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!

Teacher Yan was so upset that he couldn't sleep all night just for a few cents. When he was still reflecting on himself and feeling extremely painful, Chen Feng raised the fishing rod again.

This time my luck was a bit bad, and the fish I hooked was a big eel weighing almost 4 taels.

Wild eels usually weigh 3-5 taels, and only after five or six years will they weigh 6 taels.

The problem is that the climate in the north is extremely cold and not suitable for the survival of eels, which are more common in southern water systems.

It should be rare in the lakes of Beijing.

"call!"

A group of people breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Eels and crabs are not popular with everyone. On the one hand, the oil is expensive, it is difficult to cook without oil, and they lack seasoning and are not delicious.

Secondly, this is the food that poor people depend on for survival, and urban residents have their own pride.

Of course, now every family is so hungry that they have to eat porridge.

Not to mention this thing, even mice and grasshoppers that don't have much meat on them are roasted and eaten by some people.

Is a person who is starving to death still a human being?

It's a two-legged beast!

Seeing that what Chen Feng caught was not a big fish, they felt much more relieved.

Yan Bugui cursed inwardly.

Even if it was an eel, it would weigh 4 taels of meat, which was bigger than the fish he exchanged for!

He lost money again!

It hurts even more!

It’s so painful, I’m going to die!

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Chen Feng lifted the rod again.

The group of people's hearts tightened again, and they didn't even care about their own fishing rods, their eyes fixed on his fishing rod.

This made Chen Feng feel like he couldn't fish any further.

He didn't know that he couldn't fish any more, and Yan Bugui couldn't stand it any more.

I'm so heartbroken!

The position must be changed back, otherwise he will go to his grandfather today!

"Turtle, turtle, turtle!"

The uncle next to him said excitedly.

I don’t know, I thought he caught it.

"Oh my god, this is so, so, so lucky!"

"It's a very fat turtle, weighing at least three or four pounds."

"Are you blind? This is three or four pounds?"

"Soft-shell turtles are good stuff. If we sell this one, it will be worth at least ten yuan."

Yan Bugui rolled his eyes. What a bullshit ten yuan! If this were in the South, no one would eat soft-shelled turtles!

That is to say, in the old city, there are many rich people who need to nourish kidney water, so the price is raised.

No, I can’t endure this anymore!

"I think it's bigger than this!"

"What the hell, we are right next to it, but there is no fish, how come you catch all of them? Is this lake poisonous?"

“Maybe it’s age discrimination!”

A group of people gathered around again, staring at Chen Feng as he unhooked the turtle and placed it in the bucket at his feet.

This time the item is a giant turtle weighing more than three kilograms (actually more than that).

No matter what era it is, as long as it is in China, soft-shelled turtle is a great tonic.

"Bencao Gangmu" (Bencao Gangmu): It can replenish Qi and regulate the middle, treat leucorrhea in women, and cure blood stasis and low back pain.

"Daily Materia Medica": Replenishes fatigue, strengthens yang energy, and greatly replenishes yin deficiency.

"Sui Xi Ju Diet": Nourishes the yin of liver and kidney, clears away the heat of exhaustion. Treats rectal prolapse, metrorrhagia, scrofula, and abdominal masses.

Because Chinese medicine regards them as medicines for nourishing yin and tonifying yang, and due to the lack of artificial breeding technology, wild soft-shelled turtles are rare, especially now. In my city, the price of this thing is much more expensive than meat.

For some wealthy people who need nourishment, it can indeed be sold at a high price.

If it were outside the old city, especially in the countryside in the south where wild turtles crawled everywhere in the rivers and streams, the farmers would either be extremely hungry or despise them.

Due to the lack of seasoning, oil and cooking techniques, wild soft-shelled turtles are not tasty and are usually fed to ducks!

(Don’t compare wild soft-shelled turtles with modern farmed soft-shelled turtles. This is like comparing wild boars with domestic pigs. It’s a boring comparison.)

As soon as it was brought out of the water, people nearby were shocked.

The old man who bought fish just now came over again, this time he brought the fishing rod and fish bucket directly.

"Little brother, I am a retired professor from Peking University. My daughter-in-law gave birth to a child not long ago and is in urgent need of nutritional supplements. If you trust me, come back with me. I promise to bring you good things in exchange for your turtle."

Chen Feng thought about it and nodded in agreement.

Bartering is permitted by policy, and even in the 70s when it was booming, bartering was considered normal behavior.

Although he couldn't understand why a Peking University professor didn't go fishing in the Old Summer Palace or Kunming Lake, but went to Shichahai more than ten kilometers away, this was not something he needed to worry about.

Noticing everyone's looks, he smiled and said, "I know everyone wants my position, but there is only one, so——"

"I'll trade this pack of cigarettes with you."

There was a smart fisherman nearby who immediately started to grab the fish.

They all felt that it was not because of their poor skills, but because of their good luck in their position.

Otherwise, why couldn't they catch any fish? This little brat kept challenging their bottom line time and time again.

"I have three taels of meat tickets here."

"I have a coal ticket for five pounds."

Saw a crowd of people rushing over.

Yan Bugui shouted, "Let Xiaofeng go, let me do it."

"Kid, I'll give you all the fish, just give me your seat."

"Shh!"

The whole group of people laughed.

How shameless!

With the attitude of "I am a good person", Chen Feng agreed to Yan Bugui's application.

"Uncle Yan, the spot was originally yours. I won't exchange the fish for you. I'll give it to you."

"This child is stupid!"

"Idiot, others respect the elderly and love the young."

"No, I can give you money."

"Good good!"

Yan Bugui was slightly surprised, then a little excited, and quickly praised: "See, this is the good son of the old Chen family in Nanluoguxiang. He was my former student. He always got first place in every exam. He is a very good person, respecting the elderly and loving the young. Why is he so lucky? Of course, it's because he is a good person..."

Old Yan praised him a lot, saying that he was worthy of being the most educated person in Yard 95, and he spoke for more than ten sentences without repeating himself.

Although he is quite old, he is very nimble and quick. He immediately occupied the space left by Chen Feng, fearing that the space would be taken by others.

"Good things happen to good people. How could I be so unlucky that I couldn't catch a fish as big as one pound in a day?"

"Don't even mention a pound. I don't even have five ounces."

"I'm a good person too, why don't I have this good luck?"

Despite the constant grumbling in their hearts, everyone's impression of him became friendly, and the previous jealousy and envy also dissipated for the most part.

Obviously, you can exchange it for a ticket, or at the very least, you can get your fish back.

However, Chen Feng refused these benefits and returned the position to Yan Bugui.

Their tolerance is obviously much higher for a good and moral kid who is lucky enough to catch a few fish.

If Chen Feng really accepted the tickets, cigarettes, etc., someone might report him immediately.

The old man who wanted to buy fish and turtle from him also nodded secretly.

Without spending a penny, Chen Feng successfully established the first impression that "good people will be rewarded" and eliminated potential crises at the same time.

As for Lao Yan, I hope he doesn’t feel like he’s lost out because he couldn’t catch any fish, and missed the “school of fish”, which resulted in him being unable to sleep for several days and nights!

Carrying the fish bucket and fishing rod, I followed the old man and walked three miles to the Dongcheng District Government compound.

The old professor lived in a building in the compound, which was the six-story brick building that was commonly seen in the future.

Because this new type of collective housing has good heating, water supply, toilet and other systems, and those who live here are either officials or senior technicians.

Therefore, in the eyes of the public today, buildings are more valuable than courtyard houses that do not have facilities such as electricity and toilets.

This idea continued until the 1980s and 1990s, when many Hong Kong and coastal merchants went north and bought the ownership of Siheyuan at a relatively low price.

Those who sell their courtyard houses often buy houses first and are proud of them.

It was not until the 90s that they realized they had missed a few small goals.

(In 2000, the price of a siheyuan in the old city was 2 to 3 yuan per square meter, and in a good location, it was as high as 4 yuan.)