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

It will be very busy later, so Yang Zhaozhao cooked eight boiled eggs and steamed brown sugar buns and sauerkraut buns.

Li Yiling ate three eggs by himself. Yang Zhaozhao didn't want to eat that one, so he peeled it and gave it to 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 exchange a few words: "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 the meat taken out from the space, no more, no less, definitely 10,000 kilograms of pork.

Yang Zhaozhao lifted the rag and said, "You guys want some meat. It's all packed. One portion is 100g. We won't sell you anything less. When you pay for pork, we'll stamp it. Be careful. Don't let them steal the meat if there are too many people."

Wang Xiaowei and the others were speechless as they looked at 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 the little boy immediately carried the meat over.

Unexpectedly, after carrying only a few hundred pounds, there were too many people and he couldn't carry it all. Yang Zhaozhao looked at the crowd arguing for the meat and got angry: "Everyone, line up and take out your money. Today, the meat is 1.2 yuan per pound, and the minimum order is 1 pound."

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

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

Everyone looked at the fierce Yang Zhaozhao, and then looked at Li Yiling who was standing next to her, looking ready to beat someone up. They were all old acquaintances and knew they were not to be messed with.

In this case, just line 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 yours. Two stamps equal ten pounds."

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

Yang Zhaozhao then said to Li Yiling, "To prevent anyone from receiving meat twice, you are responsible for rubbing off the marks on the backs of the hands of those who take the meat. As long as the marks are blurred, they 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 was sure to rub it thoroughly.

With this arrangement, things really went much smoother.

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 vegetables in the field.

Things like heat packs are not easy to take out, so she uses them secretly. When she goes out, she will also put some on Xiao Cui to prevent her from getting cold.

While collecting the money and stamping it, he also reminded me: "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. Next!"

"What? You don't want boneless meat, you just want pork belly?" Yang Zhaozhao looked at the unreasonable old lady and laughed angrily: "Do I look like pork belly to you?"

"Ah, my pork is indeed not fat enough. The skinny ones are not edible. Do you think my fat ones are edible?"

"If you want to buy meat as you like, go to the supply and marketing department. I'm doing business here." Yang Zhaozhao said with a dry mouth. She drank a sip of water and continued. She felt that she would be exhausted to death sooner or later.

While waiting in line amidst the chatter of others, I learned from others the rules of today's meat sale. I knew I couldn't just pick whatever I wanted, so I just hoped that I would be lucky and get a piece of tenderloin, with a mix of fat and lean meat, when it was my turn.

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

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

Li Yiling wouldn't let him get away with it. He wiped off the seal with all his strength, like sandpaper, which could wear off a layer of skin. He returned the money and sent the man away: "Go away."

The others wanted to be picky too, but seeing how aggressive the butchers were, they suddenly decided to take whatever was offered, even a pig's head.

On that day, the area around 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 money from people.

Some people parade around with pounds of meat, eager to let the whole world know that they eat meat.

A group of people buying meat quickly attracted a lot of attention. When someone in need asked, they found out that they had pork for sale without a meat ticket.

Only one dollar and twenty cents per pound.

Oh my god, if I missed it, I would have missed out on a hundred dollars!

Immediately, after hearing the news, everyone was unwilling to go to work. They turned around and went to the pork stall, ready to buy some cheap and free pork to eat.

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

Wang Xiaowei and his friends originally thought that they couldn't sell 10,000 kilograms of pork, but then they realized that they really lacked vision.

Seeing that there was only a little pork left, many people disliked the pig skull and didn't want it, so they put it aside and prepared to sell it at a special price.

Who would have thought that when I heard that the pork was sold out and pig skulls were sold for a pound, some people still raised their hands to ask for them.

Later, 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 of eating meat!"

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

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

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

Can't get caught again.

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

After saying that, he picked up the sack of money and left.

Some people saw some meat scraps where the meat was placed, and some people didn't mind and picked them up, getting two taels of meat, which was enough to satisfy their cravings.

It’s not easy for this guy to live!

The eight people were exhausted after working for almost two hours and finally had a chance to rest. Yang Zhaozhao gave Wang Xiaowei and the others their wages and two kilograms of pork belly to each of them.

The pork belly is still very tender and 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 when I need to sell something in the future!" Yang Zhaozhao waved her hands. She couldn't even stand on her own feet.

Wang Xiaowei nodded, and went home with his brothers carrying the flower meat.

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

"It was the same thing when we were selling goods in the warehouse last time. Didn't you say there was no stock in the warehouse? How come she found it 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? We already said that animals are not allowed to become spirits after the founding of the People's Republic of China. What immortal? I think you've eaten too much!"

Little brother: “…”

"Earning money and eating meat can't stop you from talking nonsense. 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 him. As they rode their bicycles over, they saw a policeman riding past, and it seemed that they were heading towards Chang'an Bridge.

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

They thought they had escaped danger, 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.