Since they didn't get to eat at the state-owned restaurant, Yang Zhaozhao made a big bowl of pickled cabbage for herself and Li Yiling, along with luncheon meat, country eggs, and a large vacuum-packed chicken drumstick for each of them.
Li Yiling: "......"
With this preparation, he wants to eat it for a month!
As soon as the deluxe version of instant noodles came out, Li Yiling started slurping them with chopsticks.
I finished a bowl of instant noodles in no time and started gnawing on the chicken legs.
I originally wanted to save it for Yang Zhaozhao, but seeing that she had a big chicken leg, I didn't hesitate to give it to her.
For fear that there wouldn’t be enough food, Yang Zhaozhao and Li Yiling each ordered two pancakes.
In the end, Li Yiling finished eating and drank the soup.
Yang Zhaozhao couldn't eat anymore after eating half of it. She gnawed on the chicken leg, feeling a little embarrassed and reluctant to throw it away.
Li Yiling saw what she was thinking, took her lunch box and poured all the food into his own lunch box: "I'm not full yet, I can't waste it, I'll help you finish it."
"This...this is not good!" Yang Zhaozhao almost stepped forward to stop her. After all, she had eaten before, and some of the noodles were bitten off by her. It could be said that they were stained with her saliva.
Li Yiling didn't dislike it at all. He looked at Yang Zhaozhao calmly, and said with a hint of preaching: "Waste is shameful!"
Yang Zhaozhao: “…”
They stayed at Grandma Cui's house at night. The last time they went there, Grandma Cui knew that they were staying in a guesthouse and was a little angry, saying that it was a waste of money. She gave the key to her house to Yang Zhaozhao and let them stay at her house.
It is said that it adds some liveliness to the empty house.
Yang Zhaozhao and the others couldn't refuse. Besides, they came to the city every few days, so it was not convenient to stay in a guesthouse this time.
The room was very cold and the kang was not heated, so Yang Zhaozhao filled a hot water bottle and put a quilt in each person's pocket to warm their feet, which was very comfortable.
There were not many quilts at home, as they had all been taken to the 627 Farm. Yang Zhaozhao took out a few quilts from the space, but they were down quilts, as silk cotton quilts were not warm at all.
Put on Grandma Cui's unique era quilt cover, and no one can tell that the quilt inside is down.
Li Yiling and Yang Zhaozhao were reading and studying, and neither of them disturbed the other.
Only occasionally Li Yiling would look up and see Yang Zhaozhao, who was memorizing something with a frown on her face, and thought that she was so cute when she was studying so hard!
When going to bed, Li Yiling felt that the quilt on his body was light and fluttery. Not long after lying down, he felt warm. He pinched the quilt core and found that it was different from the thick cotton wool.
Li Yiling sniffed the scent and found it had a faint scent, similar to the scent on her body.
Unable to help but take a deep breath, Li Yiling tossed and turned on the bed a few times. Thinking that it was Yang Zhaozhao who put the quilt on him, his heart began to bubble.
He himself didn't know why he felt so strange about what Yang Zhaozhao had done.
The bed was warm and the meal was satisfying. Li Yiling had a dream at night. He dreamed that when he was in school, he secretly went to the cafeteria with others to eat.
It was still a noodle, a winding noodle. He bit one end and ate it while someone else was eating the other end.
He looked up and saw Yang Zhaozhao's pretty face, and felt inexplicably excited.
Then I heard Yang Zhaozhao say angrily: "You ate my noodles, so I will eat you!"
Then, Yang Zhaozhao in the dream made a sound and blocked Li Yiling's lips. Li Yiling felt like he was exploding, and he hugged her and started to bite her.
When he woke up early in the morning, he realized that he had had another beautiful dream. Li Yiling was so embarrassed that his toes curled up: "I must have eaten too much last night!"
Fortunately, Yang Zhaozhao didn't know that Li Yiling was dreaming, otherwise he would have cursed him as a stinky hooligan!
Li Yiling acted like a hooligan to Yang Zhaozhao in his dream. In reality, he didn't dare to look Yang Zhaozhao in the eye, not even at her, and kept avoiding her gaze.
Yang Zhaozhao: “…”
Breakfast quick-frozen dumplings with mushroom and pork filling.
Yang Zhaozhao cooked a big pot, enough for them to eat and fill up.
Seeing him scooping up a bowl of dumplings and picking up a few cloves of garlic as he was about to leave, Yang Zhaozhao frowned: "Li Yiling, did I do something to make you unhappy?"
Li Yiling shook his head and looked at her in confusion.
Even if he was angry with himself, he would never be angry with her!
"Then why are you avoiding me?"
Yang Zhaozhao crossed his arms, his face interrogating him: "Tell me the truth, are you hiding something from me?"
Li Yiling: "......"
Yang Zhaozhao reflected on herself: "If I did something wrong, I can apologize, but I really mind you avoiding me like this!"
Li Yiling was anxious!
He stopped eating the dumplings. The grown man stood in front of her in a panic, his shoulders slumped. "You didn't. It's all my fault. It's my fault."
"It's really not me?" As long as it's not her, it's okay.
Li Yiling nodded: "It's really not you. You are so kind and made such delicious dumplings for me. Why should I be angry with you?"
Yang Zhaozhao thought about it and realized that she was indeed not bad to Li Yiling.
Isn't every penny he has on him his own?
When Yang Zhaozhao thought about the fact that he was supporting Li Yiling, he felt that he was so awesome!
He couldn't just spend money without working, so Yang Zhaozhao stopped dwelling on the trivial matters he was avoiding and said, "Eat quickly, eat more, and then we can sell the bicycles on the black market after you're full."
"Still selling?"
The bicycle was too conspicuous and Li Yiling was very worried about Yang Zhaozhao because he was almost caught last time.
Yang Zhaozhao consoled him, "We don't have to show up in person this time. I made an agreement with King Dajun of the black market in the air-raid shelter yesterday. I'll provide the bicycles, and he'll find a market. He'll make eight yuan per bicycle."
Li Yiling knew that Wang Dajun had been arrested the last time and had not betrayed them, so he was considered to be a man of integrity. "Is he reliable?"
"I think it's reliable!" Yang Zhaozhao also felt that it was not very reliable. Who knows if you don't try it!
Besides, he said he knew about antiques, he knew a lot of people, and he had a lot of resources. In order to pay off his debts as soon as possible, Yang Zhaozhao must give it a try.
Yang Zhaozhao was reluctant to touch the dung vat in Grandma Cui's house unless it was absolutely necessary.
After eating and drinking, they went to the black market in the air-raid shelter. Yang Zhaozhao found a secret place nearby and pushed out thirty bicycles.
Wang Dajun looked at the brand new Forever bicycles and his face was full of joy: "What a great bike! They are all brand new. My sister is really capable!"
As he was about to pat Yang Zhaozhao's shoulder, his hand had not yet touched Yang Zhaozhao's clothes when it was grabbed by a strong hand.
Li Yiling warned coldly: "Just talk, don't touch me."
Wang Dajun: “…”
I was so excited that I got a little carried away. I really didn't mean to act like a hooligan!
Yang Zhaozhao: “…”
Was Li Zhiqing making a big deal out of nothing? It was just a pat on the shoulder, and she could bear it.
After agreeing on the amount, they exchanged the money for the goods. They paid Wang Dajun and his friends 152 yuan per bicycle, and it was up to them to decide how much they could earn after selling them.
Yang Zhaozhao knew that they couldn't just sell it for 160 yuan, it could be 170 or 180. It's a matter of two willing parties, and that's how business works.
If it's too expensive, they can just not buy it.
Yang Zhaozhao took the money and asked, "Did you bring the things you said?"
Wang Dajun nodded and took Yang Zhaozhao to the place where the things were hidden. Yang Zhaozhao smelled a odor, which was not very strong. He thought it was something of low value.
Wang Dajun took out a wine jug with a broken handle and said, "I'll give you three hundred for this. If you want it, take it. I'll take it for two hundred and eighty. I've got to make a profit."
The wine jug is defective. Three hundred is neither expensive nor cheap.
Yang Zhaozhao took it and looked at it. There was a plum blossom painting on the top of the wine pot and the words "Jiaqing period" printed on the bottom, proving its origin.
After thinking for two seconds, Yang Zhaozhao gave Wang Dajun three hundred and said, "Get some good stuff next time. You know this defective product is worthless. I'm offering it as a friendly price. I'll take it for your sake."
"Yes, yes, I'll let you know as soon as there's something good."
Wang Dajun made some money and said with a smile, "The Lunar New Year is coming soon. Life will still be difficult during the Lunar New Year. Many people who can't make ends meet will take out their best-kept secrets. I should have something good by then."
Yang Zhaozhao nodded and put the defective products into the material space.
Material Space gives an assessment: [Plum blossom wine pot from the Jiaqing period, major defects, assessed value 500 yuan, is it worth repaying?]
Yang Zhaozhao: "Yes."
Only five hundred, what a loss!
And Wang Dajun, after dark, found a building with a separate entrance and courtyard and knocked on the door: "Seventh Master, the person has taken the bait!"
The old man holding the pipe had a gleam in his eyes, took a puff of cigarette, and smiled: "Well done!"
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