Chapter 108 The Yang Family Does Not Lie to the Yang Family



When collecting the money, Yang Zhaozhao discovered that the purchasing power tonight was truly extraordinary.

I buy more rice and flour, so there is no need to weigh them. The things in the warehouse are all packaged with actual prices, not in bulk, so there is no need to weigh them specifically.

This saves a lot of time and manpower.

Basically, you can buy anything for around ten or twenty yuan. Red sausage, pork, beef and mutton all sell particularly well.

At that time, selling meat required a meat ticket, and beef was used for farming.

When seeing beef, rich people will buy it even if they think it is expensive.

If you don’t have money, you can buy pork. Being able to eat a few pounds of meat throughout the year is the happiest thing of the year.

No tickets are required at all. Although the prices are a bit higher than those in the supply and marketing cooperatives, there are really a lot of things and the variety is really complete.

There are a lot of fresh fruits, and some people are willing to spend money to buy fresh fruits to bring back for their families. After all, there are really not many fruits in winter, and more flavors are good.

There were bags of melon seeds, each weighing one pound. Many people were eating while calculating how many bags they needed to buy, and a lot of melon seed shells were left on the ground.

Only then did they realize that in addition to the fragrant roasted melon seeds, there were also caramel, milk, and sesame flavors, which were simply the most impressive way to entertain guests during the Chinese New Year.

The candies and chocolates are even more complete and diverse than those in the supply and marketing cooperatives, and the beautiful wrapping paper makes them unable to resist buying an extra pound or two.

In addition, today is the last night, so unless you are too poor to afford food, they are selling like crazy, and some people are even stockpiling goods.

I bought it from Yang Zhaozhao, and then I went back and sold it to my neighbors, and I could make 80 cents or a dollar.

Yang Zhaozhao counted the things one by one and put them into sacks. Everyone brought their own sacks in case they were too heavy to carry. Someone left carrying two sacks.

When it was the turn of a customer who was wearing a scarf and covering himself tightly but only bought a bag of melon seeds, Yang Zhaozhao raised his eyebrows. After all, no one who came here wanted to clear out the place.

Yang Zhaozhao raised her head and met his gaze, their eyes locked.

The visitor was calm and composed, as if he didn't know Yang Zhaozhao, and asked, "How much?"

Yang Zhaozhao recognized the voice and suppressed the panic in his heart: "One dollar."

Yang Lie took out some money from his pocket and handed it to Yang Zhaozhao, saying, "Good business!"

"Thank you for your patronage!" Yang Zhaozhao's hand trembled as she took the money. Seeing Yang Lie without his uniform, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't you want to look at something else?"

"No need. I'll put these melon seeds in the office to eat when I'm free. Who knows, maybe you can eat them too." Yang Lie gave her a meaningful look and said, "Don't you agree, Yang Zhiqing?"

"Captain Yang is right." Yang Zhaozhao almost knelt down: "We all have the last name Yang, and Yang family members don't lie to Yang family members, don't you think so, brother?"

"Hehe, I don't have a sister as bold as you." She calls me brother when she needs help, and calls me Uncle Yang when she wants to act cool. You are really my good niece!

Yang Lie smiled, walked out with the melon seeds, and looked at the citizens who were still queuing up to buy them. The snow was a little heavy, but no one left.

Next to me, a couple who had bought a lot of things were talking excitedly: "Nier, we can have a happy new year this year. There are so many things here. If I had money, I would like to buy some more."

"Yes, look at how good the hot water bottle is. Just fill it with hot water and use it. The children won't be afraid of the cold anymore."

"Of course, the shoes are good too, they're Jiefang shoes, non-slip so you don't have to worry about falling. Most importantly, they're furry so they're warm. Although they're a bit expensive, they can be worn for years!"

"It would be nice if this black market could be open forever, but it's a pity that it's only open tonight." As they said this, they both felt regretful and decided to send the items back and advertise to see if any of their neighbors need them so that they can come and buy as well.

"I hope the police don't come. I've done a good job. Otherwise, how could I buy so many good things?"

"Those police officers don't know how hard it is for ordinary people like us. We need tickets for everything. It's impossible to live like this. It's a good thing there is such a black market."

Yang Lie, a policeman, touched his nose and felt a bit complicated as he watched him and his wife leave side by side covered in snow. They were happy even though their backs were bent.

Yang Zhaozhao was in a complicated mood. He didn't expect to be discovered.

I said that figure was familiar, and it turned out I was not mistaken, it was Yang Lie.

He came to buy a bag of melon seeds without showing any emotion, exposing himself. Was he trying to show off his success in sting operation?

When he thought of the consequences, Yang Zhaozhao gritted his teeth and decided to just sell it and pay off the debt first. He could just live one day at a time. The worst that could happen was if he got caught, he would just behave himself.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhaozhao perked up: "There aren't many left. Hurry up if you want to buy. Once they're sold out, they'll be gone!"

After she called out to them, those who were still hesitant lost their minds and bought the flour, no matter whether it was Fuqiang or Red Star, or the brand, as long as it was flour.

Noodles are also taken in bundles, and rice, whether long or round, as long as it is rice, is taken.

No matter whether the grits porridge is fine or coarse, as long as it is grain, they want it. The most important thing is to be full.

The shop was originally scheduled to close at 10pm, but too many people kept coming, so Yang Zhaozhao had no choice but to continue selling goods. He counted money until his hands cramped and he didn't even have a chance to drink water.

Yang Zhaozhao's bladder was about to explode from holding his urine.

After the last guest left, Yang Zhaozhao gave Wang Xiaowei and the others supplies, including a bag of flour, two large red sausages, a pound of meat, a bag of toffee and a bag of chocolate to each person.

Wang Xiaowei and his friends were very grateful. Seeing that there were still a lot of goods, they bought some as well. Yang Zhaozhao paid them, and they returned home with a full load.

Wang Xiaowei said: "Next time there is such a good thing, come to me again, I will be happy to give you a call."

Yang Zhaozhao smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid of being caught?"

Wang Xiaowei shook his head.

Yang Zhaozhao kept smiling: "But I'm afraid that someone will steal the warehouse. Do you know what I mean?"

Wang Xiaowei's face changed: "I... I'm just curious, I really didn't steal anything, I took the key because I was afraid that my sister would accidentally drop the key and fail to open the warehouse door."

Wang Xiaowei didn't expect that he would be discovered. He regretted it very much: "Sister, I was wrong. Please give me a chance to correct my mistakes. Every time I opened the door, I found that the warehouse was empty. I couldn't steal even if I wanted to!"

"That was because I had foresight and knew it was unsafe. Otherwise, I wouldn't even know you emptied it." Yang Zhaozhao said coldly, "I can help you make money, but the premise is that you can't have other thoughts. It's obvious that you have bad intentions."

Dare to speak, Wang Xiaowei slapped himself: "Sister, forgive me!"

Yang Zhaozhao: “…”

Li Yiling's face turned black: "Don't think you can be forgiven by just slapping her. You betrayed her trust, you deserve to die."

Wang Xiaowei was frightened and trembled, and took out a knife from his pocket. Li Yiling thought he was going to hurt Yang Zhaozhao, so he took a step forward with his long legs and put Yang Zhaozhao behind him.

Yang Zhaozhao looked at the reliable back and felt safe instantly.

"I admit my mistake, sister, brother, please give me a chance." Wang Xiaowei said as he hit his left hand fiercely and decisively, ready to make amends with one finger.

The next moment, someone grabbed his wrist and the knife fell to the ground.

Wang Xiaowei looked at Li Yiling desperately, who was trying to stop him from expressing his opinion: "Brother, isn't it enough for me to punish you with one finger? How about two?"

Yang Zhaozhao saw Wang Xiaowei's determination to change his ways and said, "Forget it, this won't happen again. If something like this happens again, I will never use you again."

Wang Xiaowei's eyes were filled with tears. The 17 or 18-year-old boy couldn't help crying: "Wow, thank you, thank you so much, I won't be tempted by you again!"

Yang Zhaozhao patted his shoulder and said, "Go back. You've worked hard these past few days. I'll contact you if I need anything."

Wang Xiaowei nodded with emotion and left with a few young men, all of whom were his good friends. They also saw the incident.

I know that if I follow Yang Zhaozhao in the future, I must not have any bad intentions.

As soon as they left, Yang Zhaozhao packed up the goods and looked at the man smoking against a bare tree not far away, and sighed.

What is meant to come will come.

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