Rebirth in 1963, starting from escaping from the bridal chamber

"Xiao Liu, are you saying that Feng Baoliang once sold you an old hen? Did he sell it to you in the pigeon market?"

Zhao Heping couldn't help but ask.

He was actually quite curious.

Feng Baoliang has a good relationship with the canteen director. Why not sell the hens to the canteen? Instead, take the risk and go to Pigeon Market for takeout?

What he didn't know was that Feng Baoliang was afraid of being caught by him, so he abandoned the canteen and secretly went to the pigeon market to sell money.

It’s just that there is no airtight wall in the world.

Feng Baoliang thought that no one would know about it if he went to sell it secretly, but he didn't expect that because Zhao Heping went out to buy feed, he accidentally found out about it.

Xiao Liu nodded and said affirmatively: "Yes, it was Feng Baoliang who sold it to me in the pigeon market."

"To be honest, if I hadn't known him and thought he couldn't lie to me, I wouldn't have been able to buy the hen he had, which was [-] cents more expensive than others, saying it could lay eggs."

"It turned out to be bullshit."

"I didn't eat too much food after buying it. It takes ten and a half days to lay an egg."

"Feng Baoliang looks honest, but he is actually a bit of a ghost."

Xiaoliu couldn't stop complaining when he talked about this.

Apparently he felt that he was really cheated if he bought hens from Feng Baoliang.

Zhao Heping understood.

Feng Baoliang went to the pigeon market to sell hens.

This guy came back from the countryside today and brought back an old hen.

Then tomorrow I might go to the pigeon market to sell some money.

Thinking of the other party reporting him, it would be rude to not reciprocate. If he waits for tomorrow and sends him a report, it can be regarded as an even deal between the two parties.

He made up his mind and said to Xiao Liu: "So that's it."

"Then you have to look carefully when buying hens from now on. Let Xiao Zheng help you. He will know if the hen can lay eggs by touching the chicken's butt."

"By the way, I'll give you one dollar and ten cents, and you can sell me this pocket too."

Xiao Liu would be happy to sell a noodle bag for an extra ten cents.

"Okay, I'll sell it to you."

"We'll talk about the hens when the weather gets warmer."

Zhao Heping paid for it and gave Xiao Liu one yuan and ten cents. He bought the feed for chickens, ducks and geese.

Carrying the half bag of feed, he and Zheng Dingfu returned the same way.

Thanks to Zheng Dingfu, Zhao Heping returned to the courtyard directly with the feed on his back.

Regarding the matter of reporting Feng Baoliang, he did not tell Zheng Dingfu. Naturally, the fewer people knew about such a matter, the better.

So he decided to get up early tomorrow morning and go for a run in person.

Returning to the courtyard, I mixed rice bran with cabbage gangbang, mixed with some cornmeal, and fed the chickens, ducks and geese.

Then after dinner, I learned some medical skills, acupuncture and the like, and then went to bed.

The next day, before dawn, Zhao Heping woke up early.

He was dressed neatly, put on his hat and scarf, only his eyes were exposed, and he covered them tightly, and then he walked out of the house quietly.

At three or four o'clock in the morning in winter, it was still pitch black all around, and the coldness penetrated into the bones.

As soon as Zhao Heping went out, he shrank from the cold.

But now that it has come out, there is no turning back even if the bow is fired.

He shrunk his neck, put his hands in his hands, and then stepped out.

But he didn't notice that after he left, the door of Aunt Wang's house was also pushed open, and Wang Baojiang, who was wrapped tightly, also came out of the house, and then quietly followed Zhao Heping.

Ever since the couple came back from the hospital, Aunt Wang hadn't slept soundly for a single day.

So when Zhao Heping came out of the house, Aunt Wang immediately noticed it, so she immediately asked her husband to follow him, hoping that a mantis would catch the cicada and the oriole behind him.

Zhao Heping did not notice anyone behind him.

In the early morning of winter, people who are freezing are slow to react.

However, he still had the necessary vigilance. When he arrived at the pigeon market, he first observed the scene for a while before entering the pigeon market.

At this time, many people selling things have come.

Feng Baoliang also came holding the old hen.

A hen could be sold for two to five to three yuan at the Pigeon Market. He couldn't bear to eat it at home, so he brought it to the Pigeon Market.

It was too cold in winter. He was freezing for several hours yesterday when he came back from the countryside. At this time, he kept sneezing while holding the hen.

The people selling things around him knew he had a cold when they saw him like this, so they all stayed away from him.

Zhao Heping walked around inside and heard the sound of sneezing.

He and Feng Baoliang worked in the same screening room every day, so naturally he knew it was Feng Baoliang's voice as soon as he heard it.

So I left the pigeon market again with peace of mind.

It was him who went in and wandered around, causing Wang Baojiang to lose track of Zhao Heping.

"It's strange. I clearly saw Zhao Heping entering the pigeon market. Where did he go?" Wang Baojiang was a little confused.

He kept following people, and finally arrived at the Pigeon Market, because everyone was wrapped up tightly, and in the blink of an eye, Zhao Heping disappeared in front of him.

But when I think about Zhao Heping coming here, not to sell things, but to buy things, if I go in and look around, I will definitely find it.

So Wang Baojiang was not in a hurry. He entered the pigeon market and looked at everyone with vigilant eyes.

Zhao Heping had already left the pigeon market at this time.

He didn't go far, but observed for a while and found a small ticket seller.

These days, fish have their own fish channels and shrimps have their own shrimp channels.

Like Zheng Dingfu, there are only a few who work as small ticket sellers to support their families.

Zhao Heping judged from his body shape and walking posture that the person in front of him was a small ticket seller named Jiangbian whom Zheng Dingfu had told him many times before.

As long as this kid makes money, he will do anything.

Zhao Heping came to him directly.

Pulled him to a remote corner.

Gingerbread is not surprised either. Everyone who comes to him to buy tickets is so sneaky and he is used to it.

"Brother, if you want any tickets, just ask."

"Even if I don't have it with me, I will definitely find it for you within 5 minutes. I will ensure that your trip will not be in vain."

Gingerbread patted his chest and assured.

This is a small business that he relies on for survival, so he naturally has to work hard.

However, Zhao Heping is not here to buy tickets.

He whispered: "Gingerbread, I don't want a ticket, I just want you to do me a favor."

"As long as you can help me, I'm willing to give you two yuan as a favor."

As soon as these words came out, Gingerbread was a little suspicious.

First, everyone was wrapped up tightly, but the person opposite shouted his name in one breath, but he knew nothing about the person in front of him.

Second, the other party must know that he is a small ticket seller, but he does not buy tickets. Could it be? Are you here to cause trouble?

Gingerbread's eyes narrowed, looking at Zhao Heping with vigilance and scrutiny, and asked tentatively: "What do you want me to do for you?"

When Zhao Heping saw that he didn't run away and asked himself, he knew that the matter must be done.