He now has space. As long as the space evolves twice more, what can't he get?
Food is in short supply in every factory, especially in the steel rolling mill. The quota given by the higher-ups is simply not enough. In order to feed the workers, they have to search everywhere, using all sorts of means, both visible and invisible. Yet they can only barely keep enough food to eat.
As long as he has food or even meat, can Director Yang refuse it? When the time comes, he can just mention a few large bills and they will be delivered to him, and it will be fair to use them.
After walking around for a long time, I finally found the bill seller. This man didn't sell anything. He just squatted somewhere and put a stone in front of him.
If anyone wanted a ticket, they would just squat over and ask in a low voice, and if the price was right, they would just pay, just like a spy meeting someone.
Li Qinghe waited until the person asking the price left before he went over. You can't get close to someone when they are talking. This is the unspoken rule of the Pigeon Market.
"Brother, do you have tickets?"
"Yes, what kind of ticket do you want?"
"Except for the food stamps, everything else is fine."
What a big customer! The ticket scalpers' eyes lit up.
"Fruit ticket 50 cents, candy ticket 40 cents, canned food ticket 70 cents, cigarette ticket 50 cents..."
Li Qinghe accepted all the tickets and bought most of them. The ticket scalpers did not raise the prices at will. He was not the only ticket scalper in this pigeon market. If his reputation was ruined, he would be thrown out on the spot.
"Oh, right, there are urine tickets and manure tickets. How many do you want, brother? Manure tickets come in 5-dan and 10-dan quantities, and urine tickets come in 1,000-jin quantities."
"???????"
"roll!"
Li Qinghe was speechless. I don’t farm and I don’t need to fertilize the space, so what do I need this thing for?
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