Chapter 88

However, Wang An didn't want to ask for more. Since it was agreed, there was no need to go back on his word!

And the acquisition price of the supply and marketing cooperative wasn't that high! Besides, the relationship was quite good, so it wasn't worth it!

Wang An's attitude was firm, but he said with a smile: "The relationship has reached this point, why add anything! Just let it be!"

Saying this, he simply looked at the money, didn't count it, and put it in his pocket!

Seeing Wang An's casual attitude towards the money they gave, it proved Wang An's trust in them. In fact, second generations all want face.

Plus Wang An's firm refusal to add money, it also made the three of them have a little more desire to make friends with Wang An!

In fact, just as Wang An thought, it was also what the three of them thought. Before, the relationship between everyone was just ordinary friends who took what they needed, but now, it has officially begun to change!

Wang An didn't intend to stay long, and continued to say with a smile: "Then about the bullets, I won't be polite. You three see who can find them for me?"

The three heard this and all laughed, and they didn't have the embarrassment they had before!

In fact, only when there is mutual utility value can one be friends. In the adult world, how can there be so much purity!

Wu Dong turned and left the house. I don't know where he went. After a while, he moved a box into the house, put the box on the ground, and made a "clunk" sound. Listening to the sound, this box seemed quite heavy!

Wang An didn't dawdle, stepped forward to open the box, oh my god!

How many bullets are there? Large 54, 56-semi, and many Mosin-Nagant, half a box of 56-semi, the same amount of large 54 and Mosin-Nagant, adding up to half a box!

They were all packed in paper boxes similar to matchboxes, and the scattered ones on top were used to distinguish what kind of bullets they were! This box of bullets was clearly put together temporarily!

It should be 2000 bullets in boxes, and these scattered ones, which is 1000 56-semi, 500 each of large 54 and Mosin-Nagant! This quantity is really not small!

Calculated at the selling price of 1 mao per bullet in the supply and marketing cooperative, these are worth 200 yuan. This is not a small amount!

Now it was Wang An's turn to be embarrassed! But before Wang An could speak.

Wu Dong said directly with a smile: "Brother, if it's not enough, just ask me for more. There are plenty of bullets."

Wang An smiled, moved the bullets, and then said: "Okay, let's see each other in the future!"

After speaking, he turned and left. This box was quite heavy, it must be more than a hundred jin!

The three sent Wang An out, and He Liang said: "If we have time, we will go hunting in the mountains with you. Don't leave us behind."

Wang An smiled and said: "That's a small matter!"

Put the bullet box into a broken sack, then put it on the sled, said hello to the three, and Wang An drove the sled away!

Arriving at the county seat, naturally he had to go to the supply and marketing cooperative. Besides selling guns, Wang An also wanted to buy some things that didn't need tickets.

As expected, the two hanging tubes sold for a total of 240 yuan. Looking at a pile of things he wanted to buy but needed tickets for, Wang An shook his head helplessly.

Coming to the counter selling watches and wall clocks, Wang An asked directly: "Big sister, may I ask, are there any watches and wall clocks that don't need tickets?"

It was afternoon, and there were not many people buying things. The saleswoman big sister seemed to have nothing to do, pointed to a pile of broken wall clocks in the corner outside the counter, and said: "That pile doesn't need tickets, and it's cheap, scrap price."

Wang An looked at this pile of things that didn't need tickets, and his brows instantly frowned into a "chuan" shape!

This pile of scrap-priced things was really "scrap." In this era, waste recycling stations are state-run, and how could state-run units come to buy them! Take it or leave it!

The wall clocks in this era are just rectangular wooden boxes, with a wooden frame door in front, inlaid with glass, inside is the dial, with hour and minute hands on it, no second hand, the scale is not numbers, all are large and small vertical bars, there are two eyes on the left and right on the dial, used to wind the spring, and there is a pendulum below!

Wang An squatted down and rummaged, and he really saw a wall clock whose pendulum was still swinging.

It's just that the glass was broken, the wooden frame was deformed by water, the movement of the wall clock should be fine, put this aside, found another one with a complete frame and glass, no pendulum, also put aside, and found two that looked good, but didn't know what was broken!

A total of four, spent 4 yuan, the rest were too miserable to look at! No need to study! If there was a ticket for a new one, it would only be 15 yuan!

Asked for a large piece of fine hemp rope and bundled the four wall clocks.

Wang An asked again: "Big sister, are there any watches that don't need tickets?"

The saleswoman looked at Wang An, seeing that he was a mountain person, and then said carelessly: "Yes, imported goods sold on behalf of the city, 200 each." Maybe she thought Wang An couldn't afford it, and after speaking, she ignored Wang An!

In this era, bicycles are 125, sewing machines are 135, and domestic Shanghai brand watches are 25 yuan with a ticket!

Wang An thought of Mu Xueqing and said: "Take two!"

The saleswoman was stunned for a moment, but immediately reacted and took out two watches packed in paper boxes.

After Wang An handed over the money and took it over to look, he was instantly shocked. It was actually a Meipai watch!

Wang An knew this watch brand very well, because it was a very low-key luxury item, and it was very sturdy and durable. One watch can be passed down for three generations, no problem at all!

And in a certain museum, there is a watch of this brand on display, which was worn by a combat hero when fighting the Japanese. It is said that it can still keep time now!

Among the watches Wang An had in his previous life, there was a Meipai brand!

Thinking for a while, Wang An thought of his parents and brother-in-law, and then said: "Take three more for me!" As he said this, he started to take out money again!

This time the saleswoman was completely stunned. What kind of prodigal son is this, spending 1000 yuan to buy five watches!

Wang An had already handed over the money, and the saleswoman was still staring at Wang An in a daze.

Until Wang An shouted "Big sister," the saleswoman reacted and took out three more watches without haste!

Winding the springs for the five watches and calibrating the time, Wang An turned and left. Vaguely, he heard the sounds of "it's been there for more than a year," "finally sold," and "prodigal son" coming from behind!

Wang An ignored it and came to the radio counter. He couldn't buy a new one without a ticket, so he could only buy "scrap." However, Wang An didn't care about this. Wang An could fix anything that was similar!

He packed all 5 "scraps" and spent 30 yuan, still tied with hemp rope.

The current radio is about the same size as a wall clock, just a wooden box, about 60 centimeters long, with a pile of semiconductor accessories inside, welded on a quite large and thick circuit board. The wooden box is equipped with 4 No. 1 batteries at the bottom, and there is also a power cord to plug in the power, but there is no electricity in the settlement, so it can only use batteries!

Batteries are not cheap, 3 mao each. Fortunately, they don't need tickets. Wang An bought 40 of them directly! Mainly because this radio is particularly battery-consuming. If you listen to it all the time, 4 batteries will run out in half a day!

Putting this pile of things at the door of the supply and marketing cooperative, Wang An bought 3 boxes of malted milk, 4 boxes of canned food, 6 bundles of soda, and 20 jin of biscuits!

Thinking about it, he bought 20 cloth bags. He had to use this thing to hold bear gallbladder. When he saw that pile of "scrap," he went to buy a pile of screwdrivers of various sizes. Fortunately, these things belong to niche goods, basically no one buys them, so they don't need tickets!

When everything was moved to the sled, he found a few people wandering around nearby.

There are more and more scrap people!

The data is shattered, and the heart is cold!

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(End of chapter)