Rebirth in 1980: I pretend to be a pig, eat the tiger and marry the chief

Tang Zheng and He Yang hurriedly walked out, and the old man followed behind with thousands of instructions.

Tang Zheng turned around and said to the old man: "Grandpa Third, I know, don't worry, and I promised Song Yuan and Song Jiang to sell goods together. When the time comes, you can tell Cheng Dafangyuan, and then you will have to worry more. Don't let me worry anymore." They fight!"

At this time, Cheng Dafangyuan came out of the west room sleepily.

After the old man moved here, it was a bit crowded for four people to sleep on the same kang, and there were hats and handmade dumplings on the top of the kang, so the two of them went to sleep in the west room.

Hearing the noise in a daze, he originally planned to send He Yang off together. After hearing Tang Zheng's words, the two of them couldn't help but look at each other with bad expressions on their faces.

The old man sent Tang Zheng and He Yang away and closed the door. When he turned around, he saw Da Fangyuan about to go out, so he said: "They left, go back to sleep, don't worry about it."

Cheng Dafangyuan didn't insist and went back to the West Room.

After the door was closed, Chengda couldn't help but complain: "He Yang took away a lot of hats and hand-baked rice dumplings. There wasn't much left, and now Song Yuan has come in. I'm afraid we won't make much money." It’s money.”

Fangyuan said: "Didn't they go to restock? Our batch of goods is sold out, aren't there still new ones?"

Chengda sighed: "It's not like you didn't hear what we said at the dinner table yesterday. It's not necessarily true that we can let him lead us to make money again."

Fangyuan didn't say anything, opened the quilt and got into bed, then turned off the light and continued to sleep.

Cheng Da glanced at Fangyuan and said nothing more.

It was still dark at this time, Tang Zhenghe and He Yang were walking in the dark, and the cold wind blew over, making Tang Zheng's skin crawl.

"Brother He, let me get one for you."

Seeing He Yang holding two sacks and carrying one sack, Tang Zheng couldn't help but want to laugh.

"No need, Miss Tang. I'll give you this lunch box. When we get on the train, I'll put it on the boiling water tank for you to warm up."

Tang Zheng took the lunch box from He Yang and put it into his own baggage.

When they arrived at the train station, both of them breathed a sigh of relief. He Yang looked at his watch and saw that the train would arrive at the station in fifteen minutes.

He Yang said: "Sister, there are many people at this train station, why don't we sell our hats?"

Tang Zheng nodded: "Brother He, you have been working hard selling goods these days. You look at the things, and I will sell them."

Tang Zheng's words made He Yang feel warm in his heart, but he still asked a little doubtfully: "Can you do it?"

After all, he had never seen Tang Zheng selling goods, so he was still a little unsure.

"Just watch."

As Tang Zheng spoke, he placed his large and small bundles at He Yang's feet, and took a few hats and handbags from the sack.

"Brother He, lend me your coat." Tang Zheng said, taking off his windbreaker.

He Yang was a little confused, but he still took it off and gave it to Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng gave his windbreaker to He Yang: "You wear mine first."

He Yang looked at Tang Zheng's brightly colored windbreaker and twitched the corner of his mouth, but he wasn't pretentious, as long as he didn't get cold.

Tang Zheng put on He Yang's military coat, a Lei Feng hat, and several pairs of braised handbags hung directly around his neck, and then walked towards a crowded place.

If it were anyone else, he would definitely go to someone with well-dressed clothes to buy things, but Tang Zheng specifically looked for people with shabby clothes to sell things, and he sold the things in just a few words, and the price was not at a loss. He Yang on the side couldn't help being surprised.

At this time, Tang Zheng was chasing a woman with patches all over her body to sell her hat. Don't look past this woman's shabby appearance.

But her waist is straight, her hair is meticulously combed, and there are few traces of wind and frost on her face. Her body still exudes a light fragrance, which is the smell of the popular ice cream in this era, and it is not cheap.

Tang Zheng leaned forward and smiled: "Sister, it's so cold. Buy a hat and wear it. If you catch a cold, injections and medicine are trivial matters. The most important thing is not suffering for your body?"

The woman didn't want to pay attention to Tang Zheng at first, but seeing the kind smile on her face, she asked, "How much does this hat cost?"

Tang Zheng said: "At this time, shopping malls have to sell it for ten or eight yuan. Ours is pure wool. It is very warm and can be worn for many years. I will sell it to you for six yuan!"

With that said, Tang Zheng put the hat directly on the woman's head: "Please feel carefully whether this hat is warm or not. I just heard you cough a few times, but be careful to keep warm. Your body is the capital of revolution!" "

The woman hesitated for a moment, then Tang Zheng said quickly: "We are collecting fares to go out on errands. So, if you add another dollar, I will give you a hand-cooked dumpling. Don't look at it as an ordinary style, but it is warm!"

The woman hesitated for a moment, then took out seven yuan and bought a hat and hand-baked rice cake.

After several items in Tang Zheng's hands were sold out, he went to He Yang to pick them up.

He Yang frowned: "Sister, why do you specifically choose those people wearing rags to sell?"

He Yang was really puzzled. If those people had a bad temper, they might even yell at Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng smiled and said: "You can't look at appearances. These days, isn't it normal for those who have no money to pretend to be rich, and those who have money to pretend to have no money?"

Rich people deliberately dress themselves up to look poor. Firstly, they are afraid of being targeted by thieves, and secondly, they are afraid of being entangled by their poor relatives.

People with no money deliberately pretend to be nouveau riche for fear of being looked down upon.

He Yang couldn't help but give Tang Zheng a thumbs up.

The price Tang Zheng sold was not expensive, and the weather was so cold at this station, so everyone needed it now.

In a short while, Tang Zheng sold seven or eight hats.

The whistle of the train came closer and closer, and the conductor whistled and became busy again. Tang Zheng and He Yang also crowded onto the train in large and small packages.

Tang Zheng suddenly felt someone touching her butt. She turned around cautiously, but she couldn't tell who was taking advantage of her.

Fortunately, she wore thick clothes. If she had worn too little and someone touched her, she would have died from diaphragm.

He Yang was carrying three sacks, and he was not the kind of strong man. He was squeezed back and forth in the crowd, looking pitiful, but he seemed to be used to it, and he could still grin from time to time. Come.

After Tang Zheng squeezed onto the train, he reached back, grabbed the sack held by He Yang at the back and pulled him up with all his strength. After all their efforts, the two of them finally got on the train.

Because it was a standing ticket, Tang Zheng asked He Yang to stand in a corner to avoid being squeezed by people. She took advantage of the crowd and started selling hats and hand-stewed rice cakes.

However, everyone who got on the bus had been freezing outside for a long time, and the car was still warm compared to the outside. After one round, only three hats were sold.

Tang Zheng wanted to go back to find He Yang, but there were too many people and she couldn't squeeze back.

As the train started to move, someone started shouting: "I want to change to a hard seat. It costs one dollar. Can anyone change it?"

"I also want to change to a hard seat..."

"I'll change..."

"I'll change..."

The sounds of selling tickets came one after another, and Tang Zheng also wanted to change to a hard seat by the window. She liked to look at the scenery outside the car window the most.

At this time, the conductor appeared with a loudspeaker: "Comrades, the rules on the train do not allow private buying and selling of seats. This is illegal and unreasonable behavior. If there is a dispute, you will be responsible for the consequences..."

When the conductor passed by, the carriage was only quiet for a moment. When he walked further and further away, those people who exchanged seats were ready to move again.

At this time, there was an elder sister selling pancakes with a cloth bag. She was slightly fat and strong, and she could easily fight her way through the aisle. Tang Zheng quickly took the opportunity to follow behind and walk back.

"Brother He."

Tang Zheng finally found He Yang who was squeezed into a corner and was about to be squeezed flat. Looking at his pitiful look, he couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Sister, come and look at things, I'll find you a seat." He Yang reluctantly stretched out a hand and waved towards Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng said: "No, I can do it myself. You can wait here, Brother He."

Tang Zheng said, looking around, and then selected a seat by the window, but it was really hard for her to talk about this kind of thing.

Just after she thought about it over and over, a greasy, bald man in his forties suddenly stood up in front of her: "Sister, did you buy a standing ticket? Come and sit here, brother, I don't need any money!"