Siheyuan: Starting from 1958

Wang Dong did not take the other party to an empty alley, but took him to a crowded place.

Although there are many people and many eyes, the most dangerous place is also the safest.

No one would have thought that there would be two people hiding in the crowd discussing business.

"How much food do you plan to exchange for a small yellow croaker?" Wang Dong asked directly.

The other party was also a young man. He didn't expect Wang Dong to be so direct, but he still answered readily: "What food do you have?"

"White flour..." Wang Dong answered blurtly.

The young man took a deep breath. He didn't expect that supplies were in such a short supply in the old city. Yet Wang Dong, who didn't look like a rich man, actually had flour to sell.

After the shock, there was a look of deep surprise on his face.

There was a shortage of supplies in the city of Sijiu, and even if one had gold bars, one could not buy food.

He has been eating sweet potatoes, wild vegetable steamed buns, cornmeal steamed buns, and two-grain flour porridge for almost two months.

As for the white flour, it seemed to have been hidden in his memory.

After swallowing his saliva, he stared at Wang Dong with disbelief and asked, "Do you really have flour to sell?"

"Don't tell me you're trying to take my gold bars and are deliberately using flour to trick me..."

Wang Dong shook his head and replied: "Do you think anyone would break the law for gold bars at this time?"

"If things go wrong, you might get shot."

"I don't want to die yet..."

"If you don't believe me, we can do a small-scale transaction first."

“Build trust with each other before conducting large-scale transactions.”

"In addition, in addition to white flour, I have some other good things in my hands. I guarantee that they are treasures that cannot be bought even if you have money in Pigeon City."

"What's your price?"

"How many kilograms of flour can a small yellow croaker be exchanged for?"

"If it's suitable, let's arrange a time to make the transaction."

"If it's not suitable, then forget it, just pretend we have never met."

Young people are afraid of missing this opportunity to buy white flour.

Besides, he was a relic of the old times, and his ancestors left him a lot of property.

Apart from antiques, the only things left in the house are gold bars.

Even if you get cheated, all you lose is a gold bar.

But if what the other party said is true, then my family and I won’t have to go hungry for a long time in the future.

If the other party has food and you don't buy it out of caution, you might starve to death at home.

By then, no matter how many gold bars and antiques you have, they will be of no use.

After a brief thought, he made a decision: "Although the price of a gold bar on the black market has dropped a lot compared to before, it is still more than 80 yuan."

"The price of a pound of flour in Pigeon Market is four yuan. I want to exchange one stick for twenty pounds of flour today."

Wang Dong shook his head and refused: "Forget it, since you are not sincere, let's just pretend we have never met tonight..."

"It's true that a small yellow croaker can be sold for 80 yuan on the black market, but can you buy 20 kilograms of white flour with 80 yuan in the pigeon market?"

"It's not that I underestimate you."

"Let alone 20 kilograms of flour, even if you take out 80 yuan, you may not be able to buy 10 kilograms of flour."

The young man felt that Wang Dong's bargaining was too harsh. It was equivalent to him exchanging eight yuan for a pound of flour, which was almost twice as expensive as the flour in Gezi City.

Subconsciously refuse.

But he swallowed the words back. Wang Dong wanted to sell white flour, not corn flour or two-grain flour.

He would come to Pigeon Market to buy food almost every night. If I remembered correctly, there had been no white flour in Pigeon Market for half a month.

Two kilograms of white flour appeared half a month ago. Everyone was scrambling to get it, and finally one person bought it for six yuan per kilogram.

At that time, the young man wanted to shout out the high price of seven yuan per catty and buy the two catties of flour.

But it was obvious that the buyer was not an ordinary person, and he was accompanied by two bodyguards.

If I compete with him for flour, even if I get it at a high price, I may not live to eat it.

More importantly, Wang Dong said that he had something better than white flour.

The food in Sijiu City is the most valuable now.

Of all the food, the only thing more expensive than white flour is meat.

He hadn't eaten meat for almost half a year. If he could really buy some meat from Wang Dong, he would be willing to do so even if his price was twice as high as that in the pigeon market.

Nodding immediately: "Okay..."

"Just one gold bar and ten kilograms of flour..."

Wang Dong didn't expect the other party to be so straightforward. He was surprised, but he said decisively: "Then let's meet at the entrance of the supply and marketing cooperative at noon tomorrow, and then we can temporarily discuss the specific transaction location."

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The next morning, Wang Dong swaggered out of the courtyard carrying a backpack.

There were ten kilograms of flour at the bottom of the backpack, and the tools for preparing banquets outside were placed on top.

Everyone in the courtyard knew that Wang Dong often took advantage of his break time to entertain guests outside. When they saw Wang Dong leaving with the familiar backpack on his back, no one doubted his purpose for going out. Even Yan Fugui, who often guarded the gate, only greeted Wang Dong and did not chat much.

Two kilometers away from home, Wang Dong went into a very dilapidated alley, and then into a completely abandoned yard. He hid ten kilograms of flour under a stone slab, and then pressed a stone on the stone slab as a mark.

He quickly glanced around, confirmed that there was no one nearby, and quickly left the yard, disappearing at the end of the alley.

Twenty minutes later, Wang Dong appeared at the door of the supply and marketing cooperative carrying a backpack.

A young man who wanted to buy food was standing at the door of the supply and marketing cooperative with a basket on his back, waiting for Wang Dong to arrive. He looked very anxious, fearing that Wang Dong would stand him up.

Wang Dong walked up to him and didn't talk much. He just whispered, "Follow me..."

He led the other man around in a big circle nearby, and after making sure that no one was following him, he led the young man straight to the alley where he had hidden the food.

Wang Dong stopped at the entrance of the alley.

"I'll hide the food in a yard in the alley. Give me the small yellow croaker and I'll tell you the location..."

"If you still want to trade, wait for me at the street gate at seven o'clock tomorrow night."

It would be a huge risk for young people to give away gold bars before seeing food.

But if Wang Dong can really provide himself with a steady supply of food and meat, the risk is worth taking.

After hesitating for only three seconds, he took out a small yellow croaker from his pocket and handed it to Wang Dong.

Wang Dong was already familiar with the weight and appearance of the small yellow croaker. He knew there was no problem after just holding it in his hand and testing it.

He continued, "Enter the fifth courtyard of the alley. Turn right after entering the door and you will see a stone slab. I put a stone on it as a mark. The food is hidden under the stone slab."

"Take the food and leave quickly. Don't stay any longer."

“Although no one lives here, there are still many patrols passing by, and many children also like to come here to play.”

"If I get caught, it won't have anything to do with me."

"Faster..."

Wang Dong hid the gold bars and hurriedly left the alley, quickly disappearing in the crowd. (End of this chapter)