Racking a bicycle and carrying a basket of vegetables, Yue Zhengyang came to his grandfather's room.

Take two white porcelain bowls and open the lunch box and exactly two bowls of soy milk.

Two pounds of meat buns and half pound of fried dough sticks.

In other people's homes, it's food for at least six people.

These two grandfather and grandson practice martial arts are worth imagining.

The two of them said while eating, and the grandfather asked.

"San'er, you don't go to work now and you can't attract all day long. You guys, you always want to do something, right?"

I guess the old man was afraid that something might happen to Yue Zhengyang in groups outside.

He was not afraid that Yue Zhengyang would be beaten, but because he was afraid that Yue Zhengyang would destroy the person.

By then, you wouldn't just go into the cell and eat a gun.

After hearing the old man talk about his serious business, Yue Zhengyang was not vague.

"Grandpa, I'm familiar with the sayings of gold in troubled times and antiques in prosperous times.

Although it is not a prosperous era now, once there is no war, it is not far from the prosperous era.

I want to buy some antiques before the prosperous era. I dare not say that it is rich in the world in the future, but it is not enough to say that it is rich in the world.

But it’s a bit uneasy at this time. If you want to do this, you have to be sneaky."

When the old man heard Yue Zhengyang say this, he felt energetic.

"You boy, you have made great progress with this intention.

As for antiques, although I have something to do with my hands, I have only a little understanding of it if I understand it. This line of water is very deep, and if I am not careful, my family will be destroyed."

The old man likes Yue Zhengyang to walk on the main road, but he is afraid that he will plunge in and cannot get up without knowing the depth.

"Don't worry, grandpa, I know what I know in my heart. I know what I know about those people."

"You go buy two bottles of good wine today, go to the No. 2 courtyard of Qianmenghutong, and go to the apprenticeship.

This person is a descendant of Zhenghuang Banner. Now his surname is Jin. Whether he succeeds depends on your own."

Yue Zhengyang was surprised. It seemed that the No. 2 Courtyard was a hidden person.

OK, buddy, let's go and have a look today and what kind of guy is this.

After breakfast, Yue Zhengyang packed up the dishes and went out.

Their grandfather and grandson ate breakfast at home, but they basically didn’t eat lunch and dinner at home.

It’s not because of money, but there is really no one at home who cooks.

Every day, Yue Zhengyang went out a few buddies, and the old man also ate in the cafeteria outside by himself.

There are no women at home, and they are all irreversible. Yue Zhengyang was thinking about waiting for some time to make money, so he would not be in vain to ask someone to serve the old man alone.

Yue Zhengyang didn't ride a bicycle. While thinking about future development, he rushed to Qianmen Street.

When I came to the tobacco and liquor store, I ordered two bottles of Maotai. The clerk said the price was 5 yuan and 2 bottles per bottle, which was really not low.

The average wine is 30 cents and 50 cents, and the better Fenjiu is one piece.

Yue Zhengyang knew how many years later, no one could drink Moutai in the 1960s. If so, at least 200,000 to 300,000 yuan per bottle.

Moreover, the production of Moutai liquor is not large now. One is because the grain pellets in previous natural disasters have not been collected, and the other is that there are few people buying domestic wine.

The clerk thought Yue Zhengyang wanted a bottle, so he took out one bottle and put it on the counter.

This Moutai was produced in May 1967. It has a capacity of 540 milliliters. It has a layer of cotton wrapped on the outside and does not have an outer box.

The cover is a round red plastic screw cap, and the outer bread has a layer of sealing rubber cover. The material of this red film is a kind of fire cotton glue.

It used to be called Feitian Moutai, but now the Red Sports was renamed Sunflower Moutai, with three G-life slogans printed.

Yue Zhengyang said, "Comrade, how many bottles of Moutai do you have? I have ten wine tickets here."

The female clerk was stunned by Yue Zhengyang's words. I believe you buy a bottle and give it to others. Who bought so much wine?

I have returned ten bottles, but now she is still a little angry when she thinks Yue Zhengyang is enjoying her.

Before the girl got angry, a 20-year-old man came out of the store. He was about 1.7 meters tall, half a head shorter than Yue Zhengyang.

When he saw Yue Zhengyang, he hurriedly stepped forward and said hello, "Hello, Brother Third, I will just say anything if I need it."

While speaking, he took out an jade cigarette from his pocket, took out one and handed it to Yue Zhengyang.

This person is nicknamed Hou Mingliang, and Yue Zhengyang took the cigarette and said.

"Monkey, can you do it. When did you go to work here? No wonder you haven't seen you behind Dongzi these days."

The monkey was a little embarrassed. This was purely a break from the revolutionary organization. In the future, Dong Ge and the others would definitely say that he was a traitor.

"The third brother is not a traitor, he really can't get rid of the blame at home. The younger brother and sister are so hungry that they are too hungry. My uncle asked someone to find a living here and barely survive."

When the monkey said this, Yue Zhengyang also felt that he cared too little about his brothers, so he also found a living for them. Yue Zhengyang gently patted the monkey on the shoulder and said.

"It's all because my brother doesn't care enough about you and doesn't know the difficulties in your family. It's great, it's great to find a businessman, but you're doing it quietly."

As he said that, he took out ten yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into the monkey's hand and said, "Buy some snacks for your younger brothers and sisters."

After taking the ten yuan handed over by Yue Zhengyang, the monkey's eyes were wet and he said with a sob.

"Three Brothers"

Other words of thanks were blocked by the choked throat and could not be said.

"Brother, it's natural. Come and help me see how many Moutai there are in your store, and give me ten bottles."

When the monkey saw Yue Zhengyang giving instructions, he swept his sleeves on his face and immediately turned into a hippie-smiling face.

"Okay, I'll show it to my third brother."

After saying that, he turned around and walked into the door behind the counter. He came out in a short while. He glanced at the counter and said, "Third Brother, this..."

"It's as much as you should. Third brother, I'm not short of that little money."

Yue Zhengyang knows what monkey means, and there is no discount in public stores.

He, Hou Mingliang, couldn't afford to ask for it, so he stammered halfway through his words.

"Why is there no wine in your shop as big as you?" Yue Zhengyang asked.

"Oh, my third brother, who can afford Moutai liquor in this situation now?

Usually, I only buy gifts and chores. I haven’t sold a bottle these days. If you want, there are a lot of other things here, like Lao Baigan.

As for Moutai... there must be one, but there are better ones in my warehouse. It has been in the past 50s, and the packaging is not like this kind of porcelain bottle, it is in the ceramic bottle."

Yue Zhengyang was happy that Moutai was even more rare in the past five years.

"Okay, take it out and get me ten bottles."

Hearing Yue Zhengyang's orders, the monkey hurriedly called an older woman to go to the warehouse to move wine.

In less than five minutes, ten bottles of Moutai were moved out. Yue Zhengyang ordered the ten wine tickets in his hand. This was all he had accumulated in the black market in the past two years.

He thought he was greedy for wine, so he took it out to buy a bottle, but now something has changed on himself.

I have a certain understanding of the value of these wines, but I can't control so many things and use up all the tickets.

Only ten bottles can be bought for ten bottles of wine tickets. Yue Zhengyang looked at the wine tickets in his hand and then looked at the wine here.

The wine at this counter can only be bought when he goes to the black market next time.

Yue Zhengyang gave the monkey a net bag and asked the monkey to put the wine on.

Monkeys are good at working, and they can tie Moutai in a short while and put it in the net pocket.

Yue Zhengyang asked for another peony cigarette at the counter, which shocked the little girl.

She was still wondering if this person was crazy. When people bought wine for a few cents, the better one was more than one yuan.

He not only bought Moutai worth five yuan, but also bought ten bottles.

People buy cigarettes one or two, and they buy one with better bags. Not only do they buy good cigarettes, but they also buy one at a time.

This girl had already regarded Yue Zhengyang as a prodigal son and even regarded Yue Zhengyang as a robber. If the monkey hadn't been here, she would have called the police.

As soon as the result is settled, a pack of peony is 5 cents per one, and a pack of five cents per one.

One bottle of Moutai costs five yuan and two yuan, ten bottles are fifty-two, a total of fifty-seven yuan per one.

The old man gave one tenth of the 500 yuan he gave was spent by Yue Zhengyang in less than a day.

Yue Zhengyang ridiculed himself as a loser.

After paying the money, the wine ticket and the Class A cigarette ticket, the monkey also said to send him off. Yue Zhengyang waved his hand and put the cigarette in the net pocket where the wine was filled with swagger.

The girl who collected money asked, shaking Hou Mingliang's arm.

"Tell me who is this third brother?"

The monkey said proudly, "He is this from the stubborn circle."
To be continued...