Li Qinghe paid 47.5 yuan, put the stack of bills into the space under the cover of his trouser pocket, and left with the ticket seller's polite farewell.
Such big customers are rare.
Afterwards, Li Qinghe went around the pigeon market again. Today he came for the poultry and livestock.
I walked around for a long time but didn't find anyone selling livestock pups. Just as I was about to leave, I saw a few people squatting at the end of the alley with a cart next to them.
He walked over curiously and saw that these people, like him, had covered their faces with black cloth.
"Brothers, are you also selling things?" Li Qinghe asked curiously.
Several people looked at each other, and one of them stood up and said, "Yes, we are from the commune, and we want to sell our things in exchange for some food."
Judging from the voice, this man is not young, at least forty years old.
Li Qinghe glanced at the cart. It was covered with hay, so the things should be under the hay.
"Can I take a look? No one knows what you are selling in front of you."
"this......"
A few people hesitated and subconsciously stood up to block the cart.
Li Qinghe was suspicious. Could it be that the things they were selling were not allowed to be seen in public? Could they be some rare materials?
In the end, the person who spoke first waved his hand and said, "Get out of the way. Don't block me from looking at the goods. If we can't sell the goods, the children in the village will starve to death without milk."
Crash~
It can be seen that this person is very prestigious. As soon as he opened his mouth, several people made way for him.
"Little brother, come here, don't let anyone see you."
The man waved his hand, and Li Qinghe moved over. He pulled aside the hay on the cart, revealing a cow's head, which looked at the two men with a pair of innocent eyes.
Calf!
Li Qinghe shouted in his heart, "Oh my god, did these people steal the calf from the commune? No wonder they are so shady."
But the middle-aged man's next words made him understand.
"Little brother, I won't hide it from you. We are from a commune outside the imperial capital. I can't tell you which commune it is." After saying that, he pulled his hair twice, and another bull head appeared.
Wow, there’s more than one.
The middle-aged man continued, "This is the baby of our own cow. It has just been weaned. We wanted to raise it ourselves, but our village is really short of food. Every family is hungry. It's okay for adults, but how can children be safe? Especially since several families in the village have given birth to children. The adults are hungry and have no milk to feed the children. If this continues, the children will starve to death."
"So, we decided to take the calf to the pigeon market and sell it. We can exchange it for food and feed the women with babies so that they can have milk to feed their babies."
I see.
Li Qinghe nodded. There were many people starving in the city now, let alone in the countryside.
He happened to need young animals, so he said, "Do you want to exchange for money or food? If you want money, I can give it to you now. If you want food, I'll give you an address. Bring your cattle over and I'll exchange it for flour."
It’s not that he wanted to exchange white flour, it’s just that he only had white flour and nothing else. If he sold the white flour and exchanged it for coarse grains, it would be too troublesome, and he was not short of money now.
Another reason was that he wanted to help these people. Life in the countryside was too hard. One of his grandfather's brothers in his previous life starved to death. It was so ironic that someone at home starved to death while guarding the land.
"Really?" The middle-aged man's voice revealed surprise.
Seeing Li Qinghe nod, several people looked at each other and said, "We want food!"
Money is not as important as food. Even if you have money, it is difficult to buy white flour in Pigeon Market, while white flour can be easily exchanged for money.
Their response was predictable, “How much do you want?”
"Well, we have never sold calves before. How about this? The two calves are about 40 kilograms each. The price of beef is 60 cents per kilogram. You give 48. White flour is about 30 cents per kilogram in the pigeon market. How about 160 kilograms?"
Li Qinghe thought about it in his mind, "Okay, let's do this, I'll go first, you guys take the cows to Hukou Alley at the South Gate and wait for me."
"Okay, little brother, you go first, we'll be there soon."
After Li Qinghe left, several people quickly covered the cow and pulled the cart away.
They were not afraid that Li Qinghe would rob them, so before leaving, they brought out all the hunting rifles in the village and hid them in the hay on the cart.
Although a shotgun has limited power and may not kill a person, a few shots can still cripple a person.
......
Half an hour later, Li Qinghe was already waiting in the shadow of Hukou Alley, with six bags beside him, five of which were filled with 30 kilograms of flour, and one was filled with 10 kilograms.
The bags he brought from home were not enough, so he bought a few at the Pigeon Market for two cents.
In less than two minutes, he heard the rumbling sound of wheels. It seemed that the group from Pigeon City had arrived.
He immediately walked out and waved to them, and several people followed him into the alley.
"Little brother, the place you found is really hidden." The middle-aged man in the lead said with a smile.
He was very satisfied with Li Qinghe's caution. After all, they were also afraid of something happening. If they were caught, they didn't know how long they would have to stay in jail, and they wouldn't even be able to cry.
"It's all for safety. I don't want to be discovered." After saying that, Li Qinghe patted the six bags beside him and said, "Everyone, check the goods."
The middle-aged man in the lead came out and weighed the flour one by one. The weight was correct, so he opened the bags one by one and took a look under the light of a flashlight. It was indeed white flour, and of very good quality. It was so white that it was blinding, and his eyes lit up.
He pinched a little with his hands and put it in his mouth, nodding with satisfaction. Farmers can tell the quality of grain just by tasting it.
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