Siheyuan starts a 100,000-acre farm

Li Aiguo looked back and saw that they were the two little girls, Xiaodang and Xiaohuaihua, and of course there was a confused looking Banggeng behind them.

Great joke. I was really confused at this point. Who am I? What is my name? Where am I?

Aren't Xiaodang and Huaihua my sisters? Why do I call Li Aiguo my elder brother?

Li Aiguo laughed at the two little brats and the puzzled Bang Geng, and patted the two little girls' heads:

"You're so good. Let's go to Big Brother's house to eat meat tonight!"

After saying that, Li Aiguo got on Qin Jingru's bicycle and went to the front street to have breakfast, the usual custom of steamed buns and fried dough sticks.

In fact, Li Aiguo was also deliberately provoking the relationship between Banggeng, Xiaodang and Huaihua. Since ancient times, people have been worried about inequality rather than scarcity. He didn't believe that Xiaodang and Huaihua, who had the personality of eating meat, would not make a fuss when Banggeng returned home.

Looking at Li Aiguo's departing back, Banggeng came to Xiaodang and Huaihua.

"You two traitors, why do you call that guy Li Aiguo your big brother? I am your big brother, okay?"

Banggeng was furious at this time. He had always had a grudge against Li Aiguo, and now his two sisters turned against him, which made him feel embarrassed.

"We call Li Aiguo big brother, and he gives us meat to eat. But if we call you big brother, we get no meat to eat."

Huaihua was still young and didn't say anything, but Xiaodang refuted with confidence.

"You two ungrateful bastards, why didn't I give you any meat to eat? Didn't I share the chickens I stole from Xu Damao's house with you last time?"

Then Bang Geng swallowed and asked in disbelief.

"He really gave you meat? Are you sure?"

"Of course I am sure about it. If you don't believe me, ask Huaihua. What do you think is true, Huaihua?"

"Rourou, eat Rourou!"

Seeing that Banggeng didn't believe it, Xiaodang pulled Huaihua to prove it. At this time, Banggeng's face was full of longing for the braised pork. He couldn't help but look at Li Aiguo's disappearing back at the door and thought to himself:

If I also call Li Aiguo "big brother", will he give me meat? But I am older than him, so calling him "big brother" is not very respectful, unless he begs me...

Banggeng is in a dilemma now, he wants to eat meat but doesn't want to call him "big brother". If Li Aiguo knew what Banggeng was thinking, he would definitely say, "You want to eat meat? You want nothing, and you still want to call him "big brother" to give you meat. Calling him "dad" is more like it.

Li Aiguo didn't care about so many things at this time. He was eating big meat buns with Qin Jingru. Qin Jingru was no longer like when she first came, who could eat several big buns in one meal.

Maybe it was because there was more oil and water in the stomach, so the appetite became smaller. The buns in that era were very big, not the steamed buns of later generations. One person could feel full by eating one and drinking a bowl of porridge.

Li Aiguo really didn't know where to buy desks, nor did he know whether these things existed in this era.

"Qin Jingru! Do you know where I can buy desks?"

"Yes, it's in the department store. They sell everything there, including stationery."

Qin Jingru understood it very well. After all, she had a bicycle during this period and often went to buy things for Li Aiguo. Of course, most of the time she was sent away.

Now that he knew where it could be bought, Li Aiguo walked to the front of the bicycle and opened his arms. Qin Jingru naturally knew what he meant. She squatted down sensibly, picked up Li Aiguo and put him on the back seat of the bicycle.

Li Aiguo sat on the seat covered with black cushions, waved at Qin Jingru and said, "Gaga gaga gaga!"

After saying this, he slapped himself in the face. Li Aiguo was so proud of himself that he made some jokes that would become a joke for future generations.

You can't joke around in this day and age. If an ordinary person said this, he would definitely be reported and investigated, and if things go wrong, he might even be sent to a farm.

Li Aiguo looked around and found that no one noticed. He couldn't help but be thankful that the noise just now was not loud. Qin Jingru didn't pay attention to what Li Aiguo said just now, mainly because she didn't think about it in that direction.

He just saw Li Aiguo slap himself on the face, and said in a strange voice: "Aiguo! Why are you hitting yourself?"

Li Aiguo glanced at Qin Jingru unhappily and said, "I like it. What's it to you? It's not okay to have mosquitoes around!"

Qin Jingru also knew that Li Aiguo didn't want to talk, so she didn't continue asking. She rode her bicycle towards the department store. Just as she arrived at Xinjiekou, Li Aiguo suddenly saw the trust store next to it.

Li Aiguo was so happy that he forgot about it. At that time, people in the city called trust stores "entrust stores", and trust stores were everywhere in the city.

There are Xidan, Caishikou, Beixinqiao, Dongsi, Xisi, and Xinjiekou in front of us, etc.

Trust stores are mainly divided into two business segments, an acquisition department and a sales department, and both have dedicated appraisers to verify authenticity.

Unlike street vendors, trust shops give fair prices and generally purchase or sell at market prices. If it is consignment, that is, entrusting the shop to sell, it is usually negotiated by both parties.

The trust store will give a reference price to see if the seller can accept it. If the seller accepts it, he will stay. Those who ask for an exorbitant price will be persuaded to leave. Once the price is determined, the store has no right to change it. As long as the product is sold, the store will charge a handling fee. If it is not sold, it will naturally not charge a fee. From this point of view, it is still very fair.

The small drum played by those who go door to door collecting second-hand goods is very deceptive. They hold a small drum with a diameter of about ten centimeters, and two things similar to small drumsticks are tied to both sides of the drum with ropes. They shake it in their hands and shout.

In some places, they are called "box sellers". Whenever someone wants to sell old goods, they will call them in to look at the goods and estimate the price. They usually try to lower the price by a lot, which is much lower than the actual price.

If you are unwilling to sell, the next person who comes in will only offer a price lower than the first one. This is the trick.

It is similar to the routine of the current second-hand car dealers. They are all connected with each other. If you have a second-hand car to sell and ask for the price, the car dealer will send a message in the group.

Then you will find that the prices offered by every company in this city or market are similar, or even getting lower and lower, and in the end you can only sell it to the first one. The car dealer will then give some tea money to the other people who made quotes afterwards.

So Li Aiguo was very excited to see the trust store. There were a lot of good things in it. He had read in the news in his previous life that a man spent dozens of dollars to buy a telephone table made of huanghuali wood here, and later sold it for hundreds of thousands.

"Stop the car, stop the car quickly, we are going to the trust store instead of the department store."

Li Aiguo quickly asked Qin Jingru to stop the car, and he climbed out of the car and trotted into the trust store with his short legs. After Qin Jingru parked the car, she chased after him.