After binding the flatterer system, he made billions in the era

Chapter 392 Explosive, a model house for cutting leeks
"How do you sell these radishes?"

Han Xinghui asked.

The radish seller looked up and saw a young man and a woman in front of the stall who asked him the price. Before he recovered, he said in a firm tone, "6 cents, look at this radish, 6 cents is really the most conscientious price."

He forcefully broke off half a piece of radish and asked Han Xinghui to smell it, which showed that his radish was indeed worth 6 cents.

Han Xinghui didn't even hear it, and said, "The full name is here, I want it."

Only then did the man show a happy face, heaved a sigh of relief, and weighed the radish.

"A total of 36 catties, 2 yuan and 1 cents."

Han Xinghui was happy shopping, and the egg seller next door was jealous, so he grabbed Han Xinghui and begged him to buy his own eggs.

"Comrade, why don't you buy my eggs. They cost 5 cents each. It's the Chinese New Year. You can't buy such good eggs even if you want to."

Han Xinghui and Xu Zishan really have no shortage of eggs, but Han Xinghui still nodded: "You tell me how many eggs there are in total."

The man was so happy that he counted the basket of eggs twice and told Han Xinghui that there were 62 eggs.

Han Xinghui paid, and then someone called him to buy vegetables...

Seeing that he bought radishes, eggs, dried vegetables, tofu, fungus, etc., Xu Zishan said, "It's almost there."

He brought the things to Old Man Jiang and said to him, "Uncle Jiang, you can take any of these dishes as you please, and we will give you as much as you can."

Old man Jiang didn't know what they meant, so he waved his hands and refused to ask for it: "You don't get paid for nothing."

"Master, I really don't need money. Besides, we will give you as much as you can. If you can't take it, there is nothing you can do." Xu Zishan said, "The reason why we give it to you is because you are a teacher."

The old man Jiang was indifferent, and hurriedly waved his hands to defend: "No, no, no, I am no longer a teacher, I am no longer, my three generations of ancestors have been poor peasants..."

How should I put it, a city like Baodu City is still at the forefront. For example, in matters such as education, Xu Zishan has already begun to vigorously resume education, and Teacher Jiang still strongly denies that he is a teacher.

"Teacher Jiang, I am also a teacher!" Xu Zishan pointed to himself and said, "I am the teacher of Baoducheng Primary School, and you are my senior."

Teacher Jiang didn't speak, his eyes were red.

Someone next to him persuaded him enviously: "Master Jiang, you are burning incense, and kind-hearted people want to give you New Year's goods, don't you want it? Take it, your grandson is about to starve to death."

Old man Jiang blushed, closed his eyes to force back the tears, and asked Xu Zishan with a smirk, "How much can you give me?"

"Yes, I'll give you as much as you can take."

Old man Jiang put down his snakeskin bag and put all 36 catties of radishes in it, as well as dried vegetables, green vegetables, and fungus, filling a bag full.

Then put the tofu in the egg basket.

He carried the snakeskin bag on his back, and held the egg basket in the other hand, and asked Xu Zishan, "Is this okay?"

Xu Zishan said with a smile, "Master, can you take any more things?"

Old man Jiang looked at Xu Zishan a little embarrassedly, he wanted to say that if you give me another 100 catties, I can get it home.

Xu Zishan smiled and looked at Han Xinghui. Without further ado, Han Xinghui went to the biscuit shop again, bought 20 biscuits, and chopped 10 catties of meat.

He didn't dare to buy more.

The old man Jiang will definitely take it home even if he dies, and he can't do too much. It really exhausts the old man, that's really a sin.

Old man Jiang was surrounded by crowds of people.

On the contrary, a few people watched him take things for nothing, a little jealous, and said sourly: "Old Jiang, can you carry it with your two ounces of strength? If you really can't, let's divide it up."

"Jiang Xiucai, you are truly a Wenqu star, and you deserve to die!"

Old man Jiang blushed and said, "I am indeed lucky to meet kind-hearted people to help me."

Old man Jiang stuffed the meat into the snakeskin bag again, the bag was already full, he put the sesame seed bag beside him, suddenly bent down, and bowed 90° to Han Xinghui and Xu Zishan.

He said gratefully: "Thank you for your kindness, I, Jiang Jishan, will always be grateful."

She smiled and said to Uncle Jiang: "Mr. Jiang, you have to live well, the teacher's good life is about to begin."

The two of them took another box from the car, and Xu Zishan said to the radish seller, "Brother, please help Mr. Jiang deliver these things to Mr. Jiang's house. I will give you 1 yuan for the journey."

Old man Jiang swallowed at the sight of 1 yuan, 1 yuan can buy 20 biscuits, and he can drag the things home by himself.

Han Xinghui had already given 1 yuan to the middle-aged man who sold radishes. The man was very happy, and helped old man Jiang put the big snakeskin bag on his cart, saying: "Master Jiang, let's go, I will see you off." go home."

Old man Jiang turned his face and wanted to ask Xu Zishan's name, but he didn't ask, so what if he asked!

The two of them left the market, feeling more and more heavy in their hearts.

Walking along the way, they saw many villages and towns. In the towns and villages after the disaster, the houses were basically renovated on the basis of the original crooked houses, and many people lived in cellars.

Originally going to the city hall, he turned around and went to the model house resettlement area.

There are 3 model houses, built in 5 places, and the rows are very neat. Those who don't know it may think that they are in an economically developed industrial zone.

Han Xinghui and Xu Zishan stopped the car, stopped a few passers-by, pointed to the model housing area and asked, "Comrade, may I ask, are these houses still available?"

Those people are well dressed, like workers, and they ride bicycles.

They laughed and said, "Go and ask the management office. It seems that there are still many vacant rooms that have not been rented out."

"How much is the rent?"

"It's more expensive with a toilet, 4 yuan for a room, and 2 yuan a month without a toilet."

Those who ride horses are charged according to grades.

After asking a lot of people, it is confirmed that almost all the model houses are rented out to the masses, and the tables, chairs and bunk beds inside are disassembled and rented out.

I was so angry that my head was smoking.

The two decided to get the evidence and go to the leader.

The management office is also in the model house, but it's just arranged like an office.

"Several sets are independent and not adjacent to other houses. The sound insulation effect is very good. There are flush toilets in the room. It costs 10 yuan a month."

The man was smoking a cigarette, looking at Xu Zishan. This young couple looked like they had just got married and were well dressed. They must be very prosperous, and those independently furnished houses could definitely be rented out.

Han Xinghui said calmly, "Okay, you can get me two."

Wow, renting two rooms at once is really rich!
The administrator immediately took out the receipt, issued an invoice to collect the money, and looked at Xu Zishan evilly, and teased Han Xinghui with a smile: "Young man, don't worry, the house is soundproof."

Han Xinghui's face turned dark all of a sudden, and he glanced at the man.

The man shut up in horror.

What did I say wrong?How do you feel you want to kill me?Could it be that such a strong young man can't do it?
Han Xinghui gave the person 120 yuan for half a year's rent, and asked the person to affix the official seal and sign the receipt.

After taking the receipt and the key, no one will go to see the house and drive away.

Find someone to settle accounts.

After entering the urban area, Xu Zishan suddenly collapsed when he saw his family laying straw in the bridge hole to endure the cold winter.

"Xinghui, tell me, the food that my friend donated to them for free will also be sold at a discounted price to the victims?"

(End of this chapter)