At daybreak, Yang Zhaozhao and Li Yiling set out after eating.

I'll be busy later. Yang Zhaozhao cooked eight boiled eggs and steamed some brown sugar buns and sauerkraut buns.

Li Yiling ate three eggs by himself. Yang Zhaozhao didn't want to eat that, so he peeled one for him. Li Yiling didn't hesitate and finished it in two or three bites.

There was a cold wind in the early morning and everyone was freezing.

When Yang Zhaozhao arrived at the place, he found that Wang Xiaowei and the others had arrived. He couldn't sleep at night when he thought about the pork.

Seeing Yang Zhaozhao and the others coming, she trotted over to greet them: "Sister, where's the meat?"

Seeing them coming empty-handed, several people were a little confused.

Yang Zhaozhao was well prepared and found a piece of cloth to cover it. Inside was all meat taken out from the space, not more, not less, definitely 10,000 kilograms of pork.

Yang Zhaozhao lifted the rag and said, "The meat you want has been cut up. One portion is one jin. We won't sell it to you if it's less. The pork you pay for will be stamped. Please watch out for them. Don't let them steal the meat if there are too many people."

Wang Xiaowei and the others were speechless when they saw the huge pile of pork: "This... this is too much!"

Yang Zhaozhao raised his eyebrows proudly, "Follow me and you'll have meat to eat. Work hard and sell everything before the police find you and run away!"

Wang Xiaowei slurped his saliva, rubbed his hands, and shouted, and a young man immediately carried the meat over.

Who knew that after carrying only a few kilograms, there were too many people and they couldn't carry it all. Yang Zhaozhao looked at the group of people arguing for meat and got angry: "Everyone line up and take out your money. Today's meat is sold at one kilogram per dollar, starting from one kilogram."

"If anyone makes trouble, don't even think about eating my pork."

Yang Zhaozhao yelled, "I'll count to three. If anyone doesn't stop, get out!"

Everyone looked at the aggressive Yang Zhaozhao, and then at Li Yiling who was standing next to her and looked ready to beat someone up. They were all old acquaintances and knew that they were not easy to mess with.

In this way, just queue up obediently.

Yang Zhaozhao ordered: "Xiaowei, you don't have to carry the meat. I'll stamp one on the back of your hand to represent a pound of meat. Whichever piece you get is the piece. Two stamps represent ten pounds."

Wang Xiaowei nodded and went to guard the pile of meat, while the other guys maintained order.

Yang Zhaozhao then said to Li Yiling, "In case someone takes the meat again, you are responsible for rubbing off the stamp on the back of the hand of the person who took the meat. As long as it is blurred, it will not count."

Li Yiling thought this was a good idea. He was worried that someone would take more than they deserved. Besides, he had gauze on his hands, so he could definitely rub them clean.

With this arrangement, everything goes much more smoothly.

When Yang Zhaozhao collected the money, he stuck a few hot packs on his body and the soles of his feet. When the cold wind blew, he looked even more pitiful than the cabbage in the field.

It is not easy to take out things like hot packs, so she uses them secretly. When she goes out, she will also put one on Xiao Cui to keep her from getting cold.

While collecting the money and stamping it, he also reminded: "Don't drop it, or you won't get the meat. Turn left in front and someone will give you the meat."

"You can't buy by the pound. We sell by the pound. If you don't want to buy, please move aside and go to the next person!"

"What? You don't want bones, you just want trotters?" Yang Zhaozhao looked at the unreasonable old lady and laughed angrily: "Do you think I look like trotters?"

"Ah, my pork is indeed not fat enough, the skinny ones are not tasty, then do you think my fat ones are tasty?"

"If you want to buy meat, go to the supply and marketing department. I do all the buying and selling here." Yang Zhaozhao said this until her mouth was dry. She took a sip of water and continued. She felt that she would be exhausted to death sooner or later.

Fortunately, those people were talking a lot and I learned the rules of selling meat today from others while queuing. I knew I couldn't just pick whatever I wanted. I just hoped that I would be lucky and get pork belly with a mix of fat and lean meat when it was my turn.

Who knew that when some people saw that there were ribs and pork bones, they were not happy.

Some people think pork is not worth it because it is so lean, and they don't want it.

Li Yiling would not tolerate it, he wiped off the seal with the strength that could wear off a layer of skin, returned the money and drove the man away: "䶓."

The others also wanted to be picky, but seeing how arrogant the butchers were, they couldn't say for the moment. They wanted whatever was given, even a pig's head.

On that day, the area near Chang'an Bridge was full of people holding pork.

Some people put the meat in bags to avoid being seen buying it and then extorting it from people.

Some people parade around with pounds of meat, wishing the whole world knew that they eat meat.

A group of people were buying meat, which quickly attracted a lot of attention. When those who needed meat asked, they found out that there was pork for sale that did not require meat coupons.

Only one yuan per pound.

Oh my god, if you missed it, you would have missed a lot of money!

Immediately, everyone who heard the news didn't want to go to work. They turned around and went to the pork stall, ready to buy some cheap pork that didn't require a ticket to eat.

There are more and more people, but less and less pork.

Wang Xiaowei and his friends, who originally thought that they could not sell 10,000 kilograms of pork, realized that they had missed the mark.

Seeing that there was only a little pork left, many people disliked the pig skull and put it aside, preparing to sell it at a special price.

Who would have thought that when they heard that pork was out of stock and pig skulls were sold at a price of one pound, some people still raised their hands to ask for them.

When they heard that there was no meat left, they were very disappointed and asked Yang Zhaozhao: "Is there any more?"

“We haven’t eaten meat in our family for three months!”

"My son cried when he dreamed about eating meat!"

"My wife is pregnant and wants to eat some meat, but unfortunately I don't have a meat ticket. Can you sell me a small piece?"

Yang Zhaozhao looked at the crowd of people holding up money to buy meat, then looked at the time. It was almost eight o'clock.

They can’t buy it anymore, even if someone wants to eat meat and cry.

Can't get caught again.

Yang Zhaozhao said coldly: "We've sold out today. We'll talk next time when we have meat!"

Having said that, he carried the sack of money and walked away decisively.

Some people looked at the place where the meat was placed, and there were still some pieces of meat. Some people didn't mind and picked them up, and got a few pieces of meat, which was enough to satisfy their cravings.

Life is not easy these days!

The eight people were exhausted after working for nearly two hours and finally had a break. Yang Zhaozhao gave Wang Xiaowei and the others some food and two kilograms of pork belly each.

It’s still good top-grade pork belly, very fresh!

Wang Xiaowei and the others were so moved that they almost cried: "Thank you Sister Yang, Brother Li!"

"Okay, stop being polite and go home. I'll come to you again if I need to sell something in the future!" Yang Zhaozhao waved her hands, and the feet she stood on felt like they were not her own.

Wang Xiaowei nodded, and went home with his brothers carrying the pork belly.

When we were almost home, one of the brothers said, "Brother Xiaowei, where did Sister Yang get so much pork from, and there was no movement at all?"

"The same thing happened with the goods in the warehouse last time. Didn't you say there was no goods in the warehouse? How come it was full of goods when she went there?" Thinking of something, the little brother was horrified: "Could it be that she was possessed by a great immortal and used magical powers..."

The next moment, the man was beaten.

Wang Xiaowei frowned: "What nonsense are you talking about? It's said that animals are not allowed to become spirits after the founding of the country. What immortal? I think you've eaten too much!"

Little brother: “…”

"Earning money and eating meat can't stop you from talking. Why do you care so much? Sister Yang has her own ways. Don't talk about her in the future." Wang Xiaowei only knew one thing: curiosity killed the cat.

He didn't want to be that cat.

Yang Zhaozhao had no idea that Wang Xiaowei and the others were talking about her. When they were riding their bicycles back, they saw a policeman riding past, heading towards Chang'an Bridge.

Yang Zhaozhao was glad that they ran fast, otherwise they would have to go to the police station for tea again.

They thought they had escaped, but when they turned the corner they saw a man standing at the door, looking at them with a smile.

Yang Zhaozhao had a bad feeling.