I Had a Home In 1982

   Chapter 344 343. Comrade Ma Liu's Return to Hometown (A monthly ticket at the beginning of the month)

   Listening to Ma Liu's words, Wang Yi showed a puzzled expression: "Huh? Fumin Street Small Commodity Market? What is this place?"

  Ma Liu said enthusiastically: "Do you remember that Brother Gu said after we visited Zhongbaiyi Store that he would lead us to another place, and then he said that there were goods that our team needed."

   Wang Yi was impressed by his reminder: "Oh, is that the small commodity market?"

   "Yes, in the area of ​​Chenghuang Temple." Ma Liu said, "There is the first small commodity market in our country with multiple economic components!"

Next to   , Wang Dongfeng asked, "What does it mean to have multiple economic components?"

  Ma Liu scratched his head: "This is really hard to explain..."

"Just tell him like this," Wang Dongxi is a clerk, and after all has a lot of knowledge and culture, "the landlord's things can be sold there, private things can be sold there, state-owned enterprises and communal and team enterprises - anyway, as long as Anything that is legal can be sold!"

  Ma Liuyi clapped his hands and said, "Otherwise, we have to say that there is culture. What the document says is really incisive, that's what it means."

   "I immediately saw that the clerk was much better than me. I didn't know how to say it, but the clerk explained it simply."

  Wang Dongxi smiled proudly: "It's nothing, I usually just read more newspapers and listen to the radio."

   He gave Ma Liu an admiring look.

   Comrade, I like your mouth.

  Wang Yi asked: "Wait first, don't talk about what is there, there is a good business there?"

  Ma Liu hurriedly nodded: "I can't say it's a good job, I should say it's a good job! There are too many people, and there are people in the commercial building and on the aisles."

   "We went at night, the guy was crowded when he walked. I heard some bosses proudly say that their goods were sold out if they didn't come in in time!"

   "As soon as I heard this, I knew that the business here was good, and I immediately brought all our goods. Guess what?"

   "The cheapest price of Ping'an knot is 16 yuan, and the lighter is sold for 10 yuan. It was sold out that night, so I didn't even bother to watch "The Legend of Shrimp Ball"!"

Hearing this, Wang Dongfeng asked with concern: "Can you still watch "Shrimp Ball Biography"? Where can I play Shrimp Ball Biography? This is a movie on TV. I have been listening to the radio for the past two days, and the radio said that this movie is very good. It is popular in the north and south of the river."

  Ma Liu was stunned after hearing his question: Did I focus on "Shrimp Ball Biography"? What kind of ears are you, how can you listen to the third and not the fourth, the wind but not the rain? !

   The attention of other people is much more normal.

   They were dumbfounded by Ma Liu's words:

   "Huh? Ping An knot sells the cheapest one for sixteen yuan? The lighters in the team that sell for one yuan sell for ten yuan?"

   "This guy, this business, I am grass, is this true? The people in the city are so rich?"

   "Isn't that a robbery? Good guy, good guy, no wonder your six sons come back tonight with a pack of cigarettes per person. You guys are making a fortune!"

  Ma Liu smiled beamingly: "Didn't I sell goods for our commune and team enterprises? It's our commune and team enterprises that make a fortune, or the big guy!"

   "This is true." Upon hearing the news, Wang Xianghong handed Ma Liu a cigarette, "You have made a great contribution to the production team this time, and you have found such a good market for selling goods!"

   "What's the name of this market? It's quite small from what you mean, why are there so many people?"

  Ma Liu explained: "It's called Fumin Street Small Commodity Wholesale Market."

   "Is that so, a small wholesale market? There are still so many people?" Wang Xianghong asked in disbelief.

  Wang Yi laughed: "It's a wholesale market for small commodities. That market sells small commodities, not that it's small."

   Wang Xianghong nodded suddenly: "Oh, so that's a joke."

  Ma Liu said: "This small commodity wholesale market is cheap, so the citizens of Shanghai like to come here to buy things."

   "When I went there, I also met a college student who came to approve the invention of postcards. He must be going back to school to sell them to classmates. Now it is popular in the city to use postcards to write letters to home."

   "When was it established? We all have relatives in Shanghai, why haven't we heard of such a powerful market?" Someone asked.

  Ma Liu said: "It was officially established in the 1980s the year before last. Regardless of the short establishment time, the development is very fast. I heard from people there that there were 60 self-employed booths at the beginning. Can you guess how many there are now?"

   "One hundred?" asked the members.

  Ma Liu said: "Guess the big mile!"

   "Ten thousand!" someone shouted.

  Ma Liu flicked the ash at him after hearing this, and said with a smile, "Second uncle, aren't you here to hit me? It's six hundred!"

   He gestured with a '6' and said, "There are now 600 stalls, all of which are self-employed!"

"You didn't watch it, it was really lively. That guy's clothes, bags, and bags were hung high on the wall. There were precious objects such as gems, jade, gold and silver, which were all locked in glass cabinets. It's such a hilarious little gadget!"

   The enthusiasm he said brought the atmosphere of the top of the mountain.

  The men smoking cigarettes asked: "Tell me, how lively it is?"

Ma Liu was full of energy, and started what he was good at: "You ask me how lively I am? Customers and businesses are really noisy, buy what you buy, what you want, and distribute what you want. Save collars, big bras, here are the products. It's wonderful!"

   "Nylon socks and quilt covers are invented by experts and made by manufacturers. If they are not on TV, they will not be published in newspapers. Every product is an advertisement!"

   "Take a look, take a look, look up your suitcase and put your bag down, you can choose the one that you can wear cross-body, both men and women need it..."

  The crowd listened to his cadenced voice, watched his dancing introduction, and turned back and forth happily one by one.

  Wang Dongfang said: "This market is really good, there are so many things in it."

Ma Liu took a breath and said: "That's really a lot, there are a lot of goods from all over the motherland, wearing nylon socks, elastic socks, plastic shoes, cotton cotton polyester cloth, tableware, teacups, saucers, teapot tableware, everything is complete. ."

   "There are wholesales, there are retails, some people have it, we don't have it, and you can buy anything you want there!"

  Wang Dongxi asked: "Such a good wholesale market, let's rent a booth?"

  Ma Liu shook his head and said, "Don't even think about it, 600 stalls are a lot, right? Breaking the head isn't enough to grab it!"

   "Guess how I sell the goods? I'm standing on the road to sell, how can we find a booth? I can't find it!"

  Wang Yi asked: "With such a big Shanghai, it's impossible to just have such a small commodity wholesale market? Is there any other market? Can I rent a booth in another market?"

  Ma Liuyi clapped his hands at him and said, "Mr. Wang said it well, I've thought about it too, I've asked about it, and now there are 15 small commodity markets in Shanghai, and Fumin Street is the largest one."

   "These markets are now being targeted, overcrowded, the market business is too prosperous, the market size is expanding but still can't keep up with the demand, there are many people like me standing on the road to sell."

   "But selling on the streets is not a long-term solution. These wholesale markets were put under government supervision last year, and they are under the supervision of security guards. The government does not allow selling on the streets, saying it is blocking traffic and affecting the appearance of the city."

   "I was fighting guerrillas with the government at the time, and I was almost caught several times. It was all because I used to avoid arrest when I was a homeless person, so I have experience and can run."

   "Last night alone, I saw more than 20 self-employed people selling goods on the road, and the security guards were turned away. I heard from the vendors there that this is called road occupation, and the government is not allowed to do this."

   Hearing this, Wang Xianghong's expression froze.

   He sighed and said, "Well, think about it, there is such a good place to do business, how can it be our village's turn? I originally wanted to rent a stall here, and then send a few people to sell goods."

  Ma Liu shook his head and said, "I can't rent a stall. I'm going to guerrilla between these markets and hide from the security guards. When the righteous help me, I guess I'll be fine."

   Wang Dongyi, who was smoking cigarettes in the crowd, heard this and said, "Ah? Sixth son, I can't do anything illegal."

  Wang Xianghai smiled and said: "Yes, don't look at Da Yi as being strong-looking and fighting fiercely. In fact, he is the most honest person and does not dare to go against the government."

   Wang Dongyi said hesitantly, "It's illegal to beat the security guard."

  Ma Liu said: "We are not doing it against the government, let alone breaking the law, we are doing it secretly."

   "Brother Righteous, I'm not asking you to sell goods like me, you just need to find a place to bring the goods to me, and be a good rear support for me."

"I've already thought about it," he said to the crowd, "There are fifteen wholesale markets like this in Shanghai, haha, I go around these markets every day, taking turns, five or six a day, fifteen markets. Go at random, so they'll be enough for me to turn around for a year!"

   "I have observed, commune members and comrades, that the security guards and security guards who maintain market order there are not patrolling the streets of the market all the time, or they are too tired, and they usually ambush and arrest people."

   "If they want to ambush, they have to find the pattern of the emergence of self-employed people who occupy the road. If I travel back and forth between fifteen markets, they can't find my pattern at all."

   "Even if they wanted to chase me, they couldn't catch me!"

   "Why?" The members were puzzled after hearing his words, "You can't look at your body, why can't the security guard catch up with you?"

   "It must be because the security guards are tired. Liu Zi said just now that the security guards are tired from patrolling all day."

   "I don't think so. Six sons have a job, and six sons can run! Look at his little dry legs, how slender and long."

  Ma Liusan smiled and said, "Comrades, my slender legs are the reason why I'm too thin."

   "As for why the vigilantes and security guards can't catch up with me? Because—"

   He glanced around slowly, and suddenly said solemnly, "Because we have motorcycles!"

   "Motorcycle?" The members were shocked again.

   They repeatedly asked: "Where can there be a motorcycle?"

   "It's the kind of iron motorcycle that the city people drive? You can run with a twist of the accelerator, right?"

   "You bought a motorcycle? Where did you get it?"

  The members talked a lot and looked surprised.

  Wang Xianghong was also shocked: "Do you have a motorcycle? We don't even have a bicycle in our team, so you have a motorcycle?"

  Wang Yi smiled and said: "I have a motorcycle, my motorcycle, but we don't need it on the island, so I stayed in Shanghai for the six sons."

  Wang Xianghong became a little irritable after hearing his words: "Grass, you said you, I just said that you are a small ancestor who spends money, and you spend money to buy a motorcycle? Where did this ticket come from?"

   "No tickets, no money." Wang Yi didn't sell anything to them, "I got it by lottery!"

  The members were confused again: "What happened to the lottery?"

   "No tickets and no money, isn't this robbed?"

   "And stealing, I heard that there are indeed thieves who steal bicycles and motorcycles in the city..."

   "Who the **** speaks ill of Teacher Wang?"

  Ma Liu pressed down his hands and shouted: "Listen to me, listen to me, comrades, I have experienced this personally."

   "Mr. Wang's motorcycle was neither stolen nor robbed - he's not that kind of person, but he didn't spend any money or votes. As he said, this motorcycle was drawn by lottery!"

  Wang Dongfeng asked, "What's going on with the lottery?"

   There has never been a lottery in the outer islands, and the common people don’t even know how the lottery works.

  Ma Liu signaled everyone to be quiet, and he explained yesterday's lottery event.

  The members sighed repeatedly and their eyes lit up: "There is such a good thing? You don't need to spend money, as long as you buy one item in that department store, you can go to the lottery, get a motorcycle, a color TV, and a tape recorder?"

   "Is this lottery still available tomorrow? If so, let's form a group to go."

   "Yes, it happens that the team has a lot of dividends this year. Let's all go to the lottery. The whole team will go and draw another motorcycle!"

  Wang Yi saw the excitement of the members, and he understood why lottery scams appeared in many urban and rural areas in the late 1980s and throughout the 1990s.

   To tell the truth, the common people are vulnerable groups in the face of scams, and there are too many aspects that cannot be considered, and almost do not know the truth that "free is often the most expensive".

   They can only draw a lottery by buying something or buying a lottery ticket, and they can draw a huge sum of money when they can draw a motorcycle, but they can't see that the chance of winning the grand prize is infinitely close to zero!

  This 'them' does not refer to all people, but a lot of people, and there are too many Chinese, so this 'they' is a lot of people.

   This problem has not disappeared until the second decade of the 21st century, but lottery scams have become P2P.

   In fact, there were P2P scams in the 1980s.

   And by coincidence, the matter of raising the meeting was the most troublesome in Jiangnan Province.

   His thoughts drifted away, and Wang Yi quickly pulled it back.

   He said to the members: "You can't get a motorcycle when you go to the lottery, let alone a motorcycle, you can't even get a color TV, because it's a trap!"

   "Six sons, do you still remember what the lottery box looks like? The bottom layer is glass, the second layer is frosted frosted glass, and the third layer is opaque glass."

  Ma Liu nodded: "Yes, I remember, definitely remember."

Wang Yi said: "This lottery box has been manipulated. Liuzi and the others didn't pay attention at the time. I noticed. There are many small envelopes in the lottery box, and the special prize and the first, second and third prize tickets are not mixed in the small envelopes. instead, it was hidden."

   "There is a 3rd prize envelope attached to the raffle box, it's attached to the frosted glass, so unless you pay special attention to this, you can't find the trick."

   "I just noticed this, so when I touched the prize, I didn't touch the envelope at all, but went back to touch the lid of the prize box..."

   "There is also an envelope on the lid of the prize box?" Wang Xianghong asked in surprise, "Fuck, these little devils are playing tricks and stick the envelope of the prize on the lid of the prize box?"

  The members also understood this, and they yelled at each other: "No wonder they are all called little Japanese devils, they are really shrewd and cunning like ghosts!"

  Wang Yi said: "It's more complicated than you think. It's not that the envelope is stuck on the lid of the prize box, so there is still a risk. What if someone accidentally touches the lid of the prize box and touches the envelope?"

   "Isn't it? If someone says that there is a grand prize on the lid of the prize box, then the Suzuki Group can be ashamed, what about Zhongbaiyi Store? They want to be ashamed?"

"Actually, there is a small mechanism on the lid of the prize box - there is a layer on it, I touched it and found a small raised button, and when I pressed it, an envelope popped out, and the grand prize was hidden inside! "

  The members were dumbfounded.

  Ma Liu suddenly said: "Oh, they actually play such tricks? It's bad enough. I've been in the world for 20 years, and I've never heard of anyone deceiving people like this. This trick is too superb!"

  Wang Yi shook his head.

   This deception is very simple, but the common people in the 1970s and 1980s were simpler.

   It's easy to be a liar these days!

   This is also an age where liars are born.

  Wang Yi persuaded them: "So remember, everyone, whether in the city or the commune, as long as you think you can take advantage of it, don't take it!"

   "It's not our Zhuang family's turn to have a bargain. We must remember that no bargain can be taken!"

   As long as you don’t take advantage of it, then the deception of this age can’t deceive anyone.

   In the final analysis, deception still takes advantage of human greed.

  Wang Dongyi said: "Yes, we can't take advantage of it, everyone should remember this, and then let's talk about motorcycles. What kind of motorcycle is that?"

  Ma Liu took out a photo and said, "It's such a motorcycle!"

   When the big guy saw that this guy still had pictures, he hurriedly crowded him under the light and gathered around to see the motorcycle.

  Wang Yi did not expect that he still had a photo, and asked, "Where did you take this photo?"

  Ma Liu said with a smile: "Zhongbaiyi Store took the photo for me and Brother Gu. They want to use it for advertising, and they will publish it in the newspapers in the future."

   "And there are people who take pictures for tourists on Jinling Road, but it's too expensive. It costs ten yuan for a photo to be printed on the same day."

  The person behind hearing this exclaimed: "Ten yuan for a photo? This is still a business? This is a robbery!"

The people inside    greedily looked at the motorcycle in the photo:

   "This motorcycle is really beautiful, the color is too red, Secretary, if you ride it and take a picture, your name is Wang Xianghong, this is a red motorcycle."

   "This is the little devil's motorcycle? I should say whether the little devil is bad or bad, but the machine is really good."

   "It's really not bad, it's really not bad, is there such a motorcycle in our county? The best motorcycle I saw in our county is the Happiness 250, but it's not as good as this car."

   "I saw Pan Kui's motorcycle in the commune just after the new year. It's similar to this one. It's called Yamaha? He's also a little devil's car, but it's a smuggled car. Later, the public security bureau took care of it!"

  The photos are circulated in the hands of the big guys. After everyone gets them, several heads will gather around them, and they will stare at them desperately.

  Wang Dongyi pulled Ma Liu and asked, "Can you ride a motorcycle?"

  Ma Liu smiled and said, "Yes, I just learned it yesterday!"

   "It's simple, it's just a combination of the accelerator and the clutch to put the gear in gear. When the righteous brother, you go to Shanghai with me tomorrow, I will teach you, and when you learn to ride for you..."

  Wang Dongyi shouted in surprise when he heard this: "Ride for me? You let me ride a motorcycle?"

  Ma Liu said: "Yes, you have to learn to ride a motorcycle, and then wait for me outside the market. If someone wants to catch me, I will run to you."

   "You start the motorcycle when you hear me calling, and when I jump up and sit down, start the motorcycle and leave immediately."

   "Let me tell you, this motorcycle is powerful and fast. It's like a rabbit, it rushes out as soon as you release the accelerator!"

  Wang Dongyi's face flushed and excited: "Ha, then I have to study hard, I-I haven't seen a motorcycle."

  Ma Liu said: "I'll teach you, it's really simple, this driving is like a shaker, and you will become proficient after driving a few more times."

  Wang Xianghong asked: "You just said that you are going to do business by transferring positions between the small commodity markets in Shanghai, you just want to use this motorcycle, right?"

  Ma Liu nodded and said, "Yes, that's why I have confidence that I can do good business in these markets, because only the business in our team can be transferred like this, only we have motorcycles!"

   "Actually, we can not only sell, but also bring goods to the members. I have seen that there are a lot of goods on Fumin Street alone, and the sources of goods come from all over the country."

   Someone turned around and said, "We just need to buy whatever we want to go to the store, and let Mr. Wang take it with you. It's cheap for Mr. Wang."

  Ma Liu said: "The commodities in the small commodity wholesale market on Fumin Street are also cheap, or else the citizens even say why the self-employed people in the surrounding cities come to the wholesale market to buy? It is because it is cheap."

"For example, the men's economizer collar is about 1 yuan and 3 cents in the market, and the state-run shopping mall costs two yuan and a ticket! Each pair of embroidered pillowcases in the state-run shopping mall is about 10 yuan, but only 5 to 7 yuan in the market. !"

   Wang Xianghong nodded and said, "It's really cheap, but we don't have to rush to buy it, we'll sell the stock of the commune and brigade enterprises first."

  Ma Liu waved his hand proudly and said, "This is very simple, leave it to me. The reason why I spent the shipping fee to return to the team today is to bring more goods with Big Righteous Brother."

   "Originally, Mr. Wang said, let Brother Yi bring two more suitcases of goods over, I don't think that will work, I have to push a small cart and push it over with a truckload of goods!"

   Wang Xianghong scratched his neck and said, "We don't have that many goods in our team. We have a lot of shirts and fake collars, but we can't sell enough in the county..."

"It's more valuable to go to Shanghai to sell it." Ma Liu said, "Men's fake collars -- people call them Western-style collars in Shanghai, they are called economical collars. They can sell for one yuan and thirty cents in the market, but they are fifty or sixty cents in our outer islands. of."

"All the people in the city are not fake, but how can the people in our county be rich in Shanghai?" Wang Dongxi shook his head, "Actually, fake collars in department stores in our county are not cheap. The state-owned shopping malls also sell for two yuan, but People are reluctant to buy it.”

  Ma Liu said, "Isn't this worth it? Hudu people are willing to buy it!"

   He said and sighed again: "It would be great if our commune and brigade enterprise had a booth there. There are many salesmen from other factories in the market, and they directly recommend the goods produced by their own factories to the vendors for consignment sales."

   "The vendors don't have to worry about anything, they can collect money with their eyes open and closed!"

  The members are envious and stupid: "Isn't this picking up money?"

Ma Liu said: "Of course it's picking up money. You really should go and see how active the economy in Shanghai is now. Brother Chen Gu told me that in this small commodity market on Fumin Street, there are about 10,000 people coming and going every day. Double it!"

   "Do you know how much their monthly turnover is in the market? You don't believe me when I say it - about 700,000 to 1 million yuan!"

  The members are really stupid this time.

   was taken aback by this number.

   They are happy when they earn 70 yuan a month, but the market turnover in a month is 700,000 to 1 million yuan? !

  Someone said subconsciously: "Impossible, it's impossible, how big is Shanghai's population? Do they go to that market every day to buy goods?"

  Ma Liu took out a newspaper from his bag and handed it to Wang Xianghong, saying, "If you don't believe me, let the secretary read the news from the newspaper. This is a newspaper from Xinmin Daily. The news on it can't be faked, right?"

"And I also told you that the people who come to the small commodity wholesale market to buy goods are not only the citizens of Shanghai, but also many self-employed people from other places around. There is a place called Yiwu, do you know? They come to the small commodity market in Shanghai to get the goods. Go back and sell it, and you can sell it for a lot of money!"

  Wang Dongxi couldn't hold back when he heard this, and shouted, "Isn't this speculation?"

  Ma Liu said: "I said the same thing, but Brother Chen Gu said that now the state encourages self-employed individuals to invigorate the market economy, and Yiwu is at the forefront."

   "They don't have any land or factories, so self-employed people are encouraged to go to the whole country to collect goods, and then concentrate on selling."

  Wang Xianghong squinted his eyes and looked at the front page of the newspaper by the light, and said:

"The adjustment of the state's economic policy has brought new changes to the retail economic front. The Fumin Street Small Commodity Wholesale Market has established the idea of ​​economic reform, adhered to the policy of serving the people, and strived to introduce high-quality and low-cost commodities from all over the country, opening up product sales and serving the On the premise that the people and the market have been activated, it has also brought huge profits to self-employed friends..."

"According to the statistics of the Municipal Bureau of Statistics, from January to June in the first half of the year, the minimum turnover of the small commodity wholesale market on Fumin Street was 715,000 yuan, and the maximum turnover was 1.24 million yuan. Month, can reach two, my grass, two million yuan??”

   Wang Xianghong raised his head in surprise and looked at Ma Liu.

   Ma nodded heavily.

  The members were silent.

   was shocked.

At this time, there was a bold shout from outside: "I heard that Mr. Wang's classmates sent him a motorcycle? Good guy, really good guy, what kind of family are your classmates, Mr. Wang, you even gave him a motorcycle? !"

  Wang Xianghong said angrily: "Don't shout, look at your frizz, what kind of decency are you? Teacher Wang's motorcycle was not mailed by his classmates, but he drew it by lottery..."

   is another explanation of how the lottery works.

Wang Yi didn't care about the lottery and motorcycles, he asked Ma Liu: "You just said that you have a task to come back early today, the first task is to bring more goods with the big righteous brother, then the second one Woolen cloth?"

  Ma Liu laughed: "The second task is to have a reunion dinner with my wife."

  Yang Wenrong, who was listening to their discussion outside the crowd, was immediately embarrassed when she heard this, and hurriedly left with her head down.

  The members roared when they saw this scene, some pushed Ma Liu to chase, while others grabbed him and asked him to continue talking about the new things in Shanghai.

  Ma Liu watched his daughter-in-law take a few steps and then stopped, obviously waiting for him.

   So he put on his bag and hurriedly ran: "Tomorrow afternoon, I will go to Shanghai with my big righteous brother. I am free in the morning. I will tell you more about the city in the morning."

Seeing that he was going to Shuangsu Shuangfei with his wife, the bachelors were very envious: "This six son has become our role model now, you can see that he has money and his daughter-in-law loves him. Yesterday I listened to the radio, this is called love career. Double Harvest!"

  Ma Liu turned his head and said with a smile: "Comrades, don't be envious, hey, it's just like the so-called broken pot has its own broken lid, and ugly ghosts always have beautiful women's love, haha, as long as the relationship is deep like the sea, pock can also shine!"

   "Fuck you." The members threw cigarette butts at him.

  Ma Liu took Yang Wenrong's hand and ran down the mountain as if flying.

  Yang Wenrong smiled and said: "Sixth brother, you are not an ugly ghost, you are very talented. You see your ability to make up jingle, and the average literate person can't keep up with you."

  Ma Liu said: "What kind of skill is this? It's just lip service, or it's only those of you who can study."

   "Wen Rong, I'll tell you one thing when I come back this time. I also miss studying. This person still needs to be literate and knowledgeable, just like Teacher Wang."

  Yang Wenrong said: "Okay, it's a good thing that you are willing to study. The two of us learn from each other, compete and compete, and strive to be comparable to Teacher Wang."

  Ma Liu shook his head: "Don't think about this, Wen Rong, we don't have that kind of brains. Teacher Wang is not only literate and knowledgeable, the more you get in touch with this person, the more powerful he will be. He even can qigong."

  The tide was high in the evening, and they supported the small sampans and returned to the fourth group smoothly.

  Wang Zhen just left the door for them.

Ma Liu took out some cakes and a pair of gloves from the bag and said, "My lord, my six sons, I'm back, I brought you something to express my feelings, it's not a good thing, it's not as good as your grandson, Teacher Wang. Your things are good, you can accept them alive."

  Wang Zhengang was about to refuse, but when he heard that he mentioned 'your grandson, Teacher Wang', he accepted the gift very happily.

   Back in the house, Ma Liu took out some snacks for Yang Wenrong: "These are all snacks from Zhongbaiyi Store. They were just baked today. I bought them while waiting for them to come out."

  Yang Wenrong has always lived in poverty. She actually likes snacks, but she does not have that condition.

   Now that I saw the packets of dim sum, I was very happy, but still persuaded: "Sixth brother, you can't spend money indiscriminately in the future, you have to save money..."

   "Money is not saved, it is earned!" Ma Liu said, "This is what Teacher Wang said, and Teacher Wang will definitely not be wrong."

  Yang Wenrong wanted to persuade him.

  As a result, Ma Liu took out a stack of money from his bag and handed it to her: "Well, this is the money earned this time. After deducting expenses, there are more than 1,200? You count and put it away."

   Yang Wenrong was stunned when she saw the thick bills under the light: "Ah? This, this, this is the money you sold to the production team?"

  Ma Liu said: "No, I will hand over the money to the clerk immediately, how can I take it home?"

   "This is the commission that Mr. Wang promised me. If you sell one item, you will give me one yuan. This time there are 500 lighters. The rest are commissions for peace knots. You can order a little."

   Yang Wenrong took the money in disbelief.

   She never got such a thick stack of paper in her life!

   She was still in a state of shock and asked, "Sixth brother, so much money?"

  Ma Liu said: "Yes, there will be more in the future, save them all, and then go to Shanghai to buy a house!"

  Yang Wenrong stared blankly at so much money and muttered: "No wonder, no wonder you have to hurry back, so much money is put in Shanghai..."

   "I didn't come back quickly for money, but to see you and my daughter-in-law!" Ma Liu hehe laughed.

   He locked the door and closed the window, pulled off the light cord and said, "Otherwise, we'll count again tomorrow, let's hurry up to sleep, daughter-in-law, I want to sleep with you..."

  The lamp lights up.

   is a little awkward.

   (end of this chapter)