Chapter 297： Scalper Zhou Guomin

Chapter 297 Scalper Week Nationals

"Hey, great," the young man finally reacted.

Hurry up to take the money in Jiang Xiaobai's hand, and then took out a crumpled wool ticket from his pocket, ready to find money for Jiang Xiaobai.

"Okay, you don't need to find the remaining 30 cents, you find two quilts, we will go to the side to chat."

Jiang Xiaobai waved his hand and said, already walking towards the shady place on his own.

The    tall young man was stunned on the spot, what does it mean to not have to look for the remaining 30 cents?

He felt that he had misheard, and he really wanted to catch up and ask Jiang Xiaobai if he would give him the three cents.

Is this a reward for yourself? I have long heard that people who pull carts have rewards, but are they a beer vendor and rewards?

Stunned, he quickly reacted.

"Aunt Liu lent you two cups and a stool. Thanks."

The young man rushed to the small restaurant in the hutong to take the quilt and stool, and then rushed out again when his words fell.

When the director of the restaurant heard the voice raising his head, there were no people.

But the restaurant owner doesn’t care too much. Although this young man is very busy, he eats at his restaurant every day.

After a period of time, I have become acquainted with each other. Besides, the stool and cup are not afraid of being lost, and they are not worth money.

"Come on, buddy, sit down." As soon as Jiang Xiaobai got to the place, the young man came over and put the stool on the ground and said.

Jiang Xiaobai is also welcome. After a day of tiredness, he wanted to take a break for a long time. When he hooked his foot on the stool, he reached the bottom of his ass, and then sat down.

"My buddy, your accent is not a native of our capital. I'll pour you a glass. You can taste our beer in Beijing and cool off by the way. It's too hot today."

The young man said while pouring Jiang Xiaobai a beer.

"Okay, try it." Jiang Xiaobai also didn't ask the young man how he knew he was not a local.

Every place has an accent of every place, and the locals can hear it right away, which is not surprising.

"Man, how long have you been doing this scalper?"

Jiang Xiaobai took the cup and took a sip, happy.

Of course it would be better if there was a cold beer.

"What cow? Scalper?" The young man looked at Jiang Xiaobai with some confusion, but he didn't understand.

Looking at the young man's bewildered expression, Jiang Xiaobai remembered that at this time, there was no such name as scalper.

"It's how long you have been working on the matter of lining up to buy beer and then selling it to others?"

Jiang Xiaobai asked.

"Oh, this matter, I have been working on it for more than two months." The young man also sat down on the side.

"Pour yourself a cup too," Jiang Xiaobai looked at the young man who didn't pour it on himself, feeling a little bit more affectionate.

People who know the rules will always make people feel good.

"Okay, then thank you." Seeing Jiang Xiaobai's words, the young man was not polite, and poured himself a glass of beer.

"How do you think of doing this?" Jiang Xiaobai asked curiously. To be honest, he is still very interested in young people.

If the scalper party is placed in later generations, it is not surprising at all.

“I’m eating at home all day and waiting to die. My family is also annoying to watch, plus I’m not too young, and I don’t have the face to ask for money from my family.

I also thought about opening a restaurant, but there is no capital. So just do this to earn some pocket money. "

The young man said with a wry smile, if there is a way, who would want to do this, but after doing it for a while.

He found it very interesting to do this, earning a lot of money, and working freely.

"Are you an educated youth? Where did you jump in and which session? I am also an educated youth."

Jiang Xiaobai said with a smile.

The educated youth see the educated youth, of course, there is no teary eyes, because this era is full of educated youth.

But I have had the same experience, but the distance between the two of them is suddenly closer.

Jiang Xiaobai also knows the young man’s name, Zhou Guomin.

"After you returned to your hometown, didn't the street arrange work?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.

"The arrangement on the street is here. So many educated youths have returned to their hometowns. We have also visited the street several times, and the street has been allowed to wait, but how long has it been waiting?"

Zhou Guomin shook his head and said, in fact, a large part of the liberalization of individual industrial and commercial households is because a large number of educated youths have returned to their hometowns, and the country has no way to arrange the work of people like me.

"Yes." Jiang Xiaobai nodded. The army of millions of educated youths does not have so many job arrangements at all.

"By the way, buddy, what are you doing now?" The people looked at Jiang Xiaobai curiously and asked.

Jiang Xiaobai said, Zhou Guomin's face showed envy.

Not to mention the students of Beijing Normal University. As long as they don’t offend others in their studies, they can be assigned a particularly good work unit.

That’s a boundless future. If people are stimulating, let’s not talk about other things in the future, the directors of national ministries and commissions, that’s not a problem.

But he is different, he is a vagrant.

"When we jumped in, no one thought that we would be able to resume the college entrance examination. Those who could find a way were looking for a relationship to return to the city, and those who could not have worked honestly in the countryside. They couldn't have enough to eat, and there was no need to study.

There are even some people who got married directly in the countryside and have children. When they returned to the city this year, those who got married did not hide the organization and left their wives and children in the village..."

Zhou Guomin said that he was also sorrowful.

"Yes, it's really not easy." Jiang Xiaobai nodded and said. There were a lot of movies and TV series about educated youth in the previous life, but most of them showed the romantic side.

But only when I was born in this era and experienced it myself, I will understand, romantic ass.

The mouse dung in the polenta, the small stones can get your throat stuck, but this is not enough to eat, and it is romantic.

"By the way, Brother Zhou, are you familiar with this film?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.

"Familiar, my house is in this area, I have lived here since I was a child, I can find every alley with my eyes closed, you say I am familiar or not."

Zhou Minguo said with a smile.

"How much money can you make this day?" Jiang Xiaobai continued to ask.

"Not necessarily, sometimes one yuan a day, if the weather is very hot, you can earn about one and five yuan.

I do this job, and it depends on the sky to eat. "Zhou Minguo said, poking at the dead skin on his body, laughing at himself and said.

(End of this chapter)