With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era

Xue Ming folded up ten pairs of urea pants and put them into a backpack, put the backpack on his body and left the space, and walked into the black market in the southern suburbs with his head held high.

The disguise mask produced by Space gave him the confidence to not only completely change his appearance, Xue Ming even felt that his voice had been changed.

Most of the people on the black market sell grain and oil at high prices, and there are also a few old women who sell cotton cloth quietly. The most scarce thing these days is food and clothing.

A young lesbian slowly followed Xue Ming. When Xue Ming turned around, she lowered her head shyly.

"Hello, comrade, what can I do for you?" Xue Ming asked.

People rarely use polite words these days. The woman suddenly felt that Xue Ming's voice was strange. She couldn't explain what she felt, but it just sounded ridiculous.

"I have urea pants in my bag." Xue Ming noticed that she had been staring at his urea pants, so he approached her and whispered, then slowly turned around and walked towards the nearby woods.

A young woman named Li Wanrong is a warehouse manager at a textile factory. Yesterday she discovered that Li Chuanying's son and Ren Tingting's brother were both wearing urea pants. She thought they were good and wanted to buy one for her son.

So she asked Li Chuanying to inquire, and Li Chuanying told her that she bought the pants at the Pigeon Market in the southern suburbs, so she brought her husband here to try her luck today.

After shopping for more than an hour, I couldn't find anyone selling pants. Xue Ming happened to show up in a urea suit, so Li Wanrong wanted to ask him where he bought the clothes.

Li Wanrong's husband was not far away. The couple checked their eyes and looked around before taking steps to follow Xue Ming into the depths of the woods.

Xue Ming didn't waste any time and opened his backpack and took out all the pants for them to choose from. "Brothers and sisters, children's pants are only four yuan a pair. You can't bargain in this small business."

The couple were not talkative people, so they quickly picked out a pair of slightly gray urea pants. They pulled on the elastic bands on the waist and legs and found that they were full of elasticity.

Li Wanrong nodded to her husband, who took out a handful of change and counted out four yuan, "Comrade, please count."

Good Guys had everything for a dime. Xue Ming was too lazy to count and put it in his pocket. "I won't order any more. I wish your children will grow up prosperously."

Li Wanrong chuckled and turned around quickly. Her man was a little embarrassed and followed his wife.

Xue Ming was a little confused. Could it be that when he put on Charlotte's mask, his voice became that of Charlotte?

"No, I'm wearing a mask now and no one knows who I am. Why are I so scared?" Xue Ming laughed.

Seeing that no one nearby entered the space decisively, he went to the warehouse and took out a pair of poles and two baskets, and then put all the urea pants into the baskets.

Carrying a pole, I swaggered to an uncle selling grain. I threw a cigarette to the uncle, opened the pole, took out a few pairs of urea pants and placed them on the basket.

The uncle who was selling grain suddenly said, "How can I sell my pants? How can I exchange them for grain?"

Xue Ming was stunned by these words. He had never thought about exchanging food for clothes. "Pants are four yuan a pair. Uncle, please wait. I will check the market first and then consider whether to exchange for food."

"Pants for sale. Everyone loves to wear urea pants. Come and take a look, young and old." Sun Qiang, a middle-aged uncle, picked up a pair of pants and stood up and shouted loudly.

Xue Ming was startled by him. He was stunned for a second and then let him invite friends. It is estimated that this old uncle wanted to help in exchange for favors, and then used favors to get Xue Ming to agree to exchange food for pants.

As a new type of clothing, urea pants did attract some people's attention. Sun Qiang's shouts immediately attracted seven or eight people to come over and watch.

"How do you sell pants? Do you have any for me to wear?" asked a bearded man.

"They are all trousers for children under ten years old. They can be worn by boys and girls. They are both waterproof and stain-proof. If they get dirty, you can continue to wear them by wiping them with water. They cost four yuan a pair, no bargaining." Xue Ming introduced in one breath. over.

Sun Qiang immediately shouted at the top of his voice, "Young and old men, take a look. There are diapers and non-dirty children's pants here. They cost four yuan a pair. Come and buy them."

The bearded man shook his head, "I don't believe it. There are no diapers in the world. Unless you prove it to me, I will buy it."

The crowd immediately burst into laughter, and there was even a rough man who shouted, "Comrade, take off your pants and let him pee so he can see."

Several gay lesbians immediately rolled their eyes. Of course Xue Ming would not urinate on the spot. He opened the basket and took out a kettle, unscrewed the lid of the kettle and poured water into the urea pants.

The clear water flowed down the trouser legs like rain, and someone in the crowd immediately started shouting, "Brother Beard, hurry up and pay, my pants really don't wet."

"Just buy it, who are you looking down on?" The big man frowned and said loudly, "I bought two for my child, and my comrade picked the ones for me."

The eye-opening crowd began to pick out clothes, and Xue Ming felt the pressure instantly.

Fortunately, Sun Qiang was an eloquent person. Later, Xue Ming was only responsible for collecting money, and Sun Qiang was responsible for all the work of entertaining customers.

Eat melon, ask about the price, choose, pay, and leave. Customers who buy pants one after another follow the process.

But there was a young man who kept standing in the crowd eating melon. He didn't ask about the price or choose clothes. He stood there like a telegraph pole.

Xue Ming had noticed him a long time ago and thought he might be a spy sent by Jin Bufan. After thinking about it carefully, he didn't think it was the case. How could there be an upright spy?

Three hours later, only the last pair of pants was left, because the elastic band on the waistband was a bit short, making the waistband too tight and difficult to wear.

The trouser leg on the left is slightly shorter than the trouser leg on the right. It is probably because the women who made the trousers made a mistake and were reluctant to throw them away, resulting in an unqualified product.

"I'll give you three yuan to sell me these lousy pants." A gray-haired lady held on to the pants and refused to let go. After buying them home, she would change them into good pants.

"Don't worry, old lady. I'll be back in two days. I don't sell bad pants or ruin my own brand." Xue Ming smiled and put the pants into the basket.

The old man struggled for a while and finally left reluctantly. Xue Ming took out the problem pants and handed them to Sun Qiang, "Take them home and change them for your children to wear. I don't want any money or food from you."

"Whenever you come to sell pants again, I will help you." Sun Qiang kept his mouth shut for more than three hours and his voice became hoarse, but he was still very happy to earn a pair of pants.

"You continue to come over and help me in the morning three days later." Xue Ming patted Sun Qiang on the shoulder and left with a pole.

The profit from one hundred pairs of urea pants is nearly 300 yuan, which is a huge amount of money. Xue Ming will not be surprised if he is robbed later.

"Comrade, could you please take a moment to speak?"

Xue Ming turned around and saw a young man, the one who had been standing in the crowd eating melon.

"If you have something to say, just say it." Xue Ming stared at him with a half-smile, ready to run away at any time.

The young man stretched out his right hand to shake hands with Xue Ming, "My name is Tao Yunqian. How many pants do you still have? I want to take the goods from you and sell them elsewhere."