Chapter 3 Turning the Tide-North School Tomb Raider’s Notes

Newspaper Temple at that time there are stalls, and stalls are also many, to sell coins and porcelain tablets mainly, according to legend, Beijing is very famous piece of white is in the Newspaper Temple home.

A carrot, I brought just also porcelain and copper, the road just right, I instantly swept away the disillusionment, confidence increased.

I can’t believe no one wants the old stuff!

I lucked out and took up an empty space in front of the newsstand and bought two more chicken sausages with the only three dollars I had left.

I ate the chicken sausage and thought to myself, “Whether I starve and freeze to death in Beijing, or eat and drink delicious food, depends on today.”

Unexpected.

I had just spread out my stall and before ten minutes had passed, there was a huge crowd gathered in front of my little stand.

“Boss, how do you sell this Song and Qing money?”

“Boss, can you show me your little pastel-colored salt shaker?”

For a while, I was busy.

“Boss, how much is that pair of ocean blue gallows? You just name a minimum price, I’ll take it if it fits.”

Looking at the stand in a panic, I blurted out, “A pair of ocean blue gallon bottles, at least eight hundred.”

“OK, wrap it on, take it, how do I pay you?” The man nodded his head directly for me to wrap it on.

“Slow down, don’t panic yet, I’ll give you eight hundred and thirty for this pair of bottles,” suddenly another person raised the price for me.

“Ma Laosan, you’re not doing this in accordance with the rules, are you?” The man said in a cold voice.

“Heh, rules? Haven’t you paid yet? Man the little boss can sell whoever he wants!”

“You’re talking to me about rules? Boss Song, old things are becoming less and less, not to mention that this kind of dowry bottle does not need to worry about sales, just with a box in your store, how much can be sold? Boss Song, don’t you have any idea in your heart?”

Boss Song snapped his thigh.

“Grass! Ma Laoliu, you don’t care how much I sell! It’s none of your business how much I sell!”

Seeing that these two were about to fight, I was busy trying to dissuade them.

“Be quiet.

Shelf ah, isn’t there something else here? You see, this small pastel salt shaker is good, although it has no lid, but the painting is good.”

Boss Song looked at the salt shaker in my hand and asked me loudly, “Little brother, just now you said you’d sell mine for eight hundred, who are you trying to sell it to now?”

I thought to myself, “How is it that what no one wants in Panjiayuan is up for grabs here?”

After thinking about it, I looked at him and said, “Big brother, this pair of bottles was previously said to be eight hundred, so I’ll sell you for eight hundred, I can’t go back on my word.”

“Ha ha.”

“Good!” The man laughed loudly and patted his beer belly, looking at Ma Laoliu with a smug look on his face.

He gave a general sweep of the other things in my booth.

“Alright, little brother is quite a pain in the ass, then I’ll give you a pain in the ass too.”

“I’ll take all of your pile.”

“One shot away!”

“Huh?” I didn’t react for a moment, why is this Beijing boss so posh.

“Okay, don’t sell it, the stall is closed, follow Boss Song to the store to get the money,” the next stall elder sister said to me enviously.

“Oh, oh, good,” I rushed to close the booth.

After following the pot-bellied boss Song into the store, he told me to leave the case behind and said he would include the money for the case.

Finally.

Porcelain, copper coins, plus boxes, the big-bellied boss gave me 4,700 cash! That’s the equivalent of a year’s worth of savings for an average person working part-time back in the day!

It’s so awesome that the big boss directly packs the stall with one shot and even buys me the trolley case.

Empty-handed out of the Newspaper Temple, I touched the thick stack of hundred-dollar bills in my clothes, and my face was about to break into a smile.

I’m off-site.