The New Year celebrations on the old streets are spontaneous.

When we entered the twelfth lunar month gate, some vendors came here to set up stalls on the street. Because the old street is full of residential areas, urban construction has not been renovated yet, and the living density is extremely high. Perhaps a family of five lives in a small house of 60 or 70 square meters.

Most of the people living in old streets are poor people, but the poor also have to eat and drink, and the poor do not lack food and drink.

For a small county town like them, the old citizens in the old street may have better food and drink than the new citizens who have bought houses in the city in recent years.

Most new citizens buy houses with loans and usually have to save money to pay for their mortgages, while old citizens are willing to spend money because although Lao Yang and his county are not big, the housing prices are not low compared to the local salary level.

Many old citizens cannot buy new houses, and in order to stimulate the economy and keep giving money to finance, they understand that money will only become less valuable in their hands, so they are willing to spend money on eating, drinking and enjoying.

The New Year Festival in the old street appeared in this context. Vendors came to do business and found that the business was good here, so there were gradually more stalls.

Except for the twelfth lunar month, urban management does not allow them to set up stalls in the old streets during other times. It is different when entering the twelfth lunar month. The annual market in the old street has been around for a long time, which is a local custom, and the government also accuses this situation of existence.

Uncle Yang was drinking hot milk and was about to enter the street. The young policeman standing on duty on the street friendly reminded: "Control your wallet and mobile phone well, there are many people inside, be careful of losing money."

He looked at Nicole, and Nicole smiled politely at him, so the police added: "You can watch your female companion by the way, be careful that someone will take advantage of it."

Uncle Yang thanked him and took Nicole's hand and squeezed in.

The old street was not spacious enough, but now that business is coming to the near future, some people come to set up stalls in the middle of the street, so that the road surface is even more crowded, with people coming and going, and shoulder to shoulder.

There are also mobile stalls. For example, a hawker selling candied haws saw him carrying a foreign face and walked up to him with a candy club to recruit business: "Brother, old Beijing candied haws, buy a foreign wife for your foreign wife to try?"

Uncle Yang asked, “How much does it cost?”

The vendor laughed and said, "The price is different. The classic coreless five pieces per piece, the coreless two pieces five pieces, and the fruit seven pieces..."

He was shocked when he heard this offer. Is the price so exaggerated?

There were many people passing by. After hearing the offer, someone subconsciously said, "The candied haws are covered with gold? Are they all classics two or five yuan, and are there cores one or five yuan?"

The vendor coughed and said, "You get what you pay for."

Yang Shubao studied here for three years, and he thought he was regarded as a fat sheep.

In the past, a friend went shopping with a female classmate and bought ice cream. At that time, he sold a large plate worth two yuan for five yuan. At that time, his friend was young and thin. Although he felt something was wrong after hearing the price, he was embarrassed to ask and even more embarrassed to bargain, so he paid for two large plates.

Later, when he and his buddy played the ball and went to buy the big board, the boss sold two pieces, one piece, five pieces, and then they used the money they had bought two pieces...

He suspected that this candied haws sell him in such a routine.

Now, unlike in the past, Lao Yang is no longer a thin-faced boy. He doesn't have to protect his face in front of Nicole, so he directly bargained: "It's too expensive, will the classic one be sold for five dollars or two?"

"Take it away." The boss handed it to him happily, "If you don't make money, just treat it as a friend."

Lao Yang was disgusted by these words. The other party agreed so happily that he felt that the price was a scam!

However, the price had been negotiated, so he was embarrassed to repent, so he had to give five dollars in disappointment.

The boss handed him two candied haws, and Uncle Yang said wisely: "Who wants two? I only want one, so I'll find two or five yuan for me."

This sentence opened the boss's eyes: "Brother, you really know how to do business, how could you bargain like this?"

Uncle Yang finally felt like he was going back to the market: "What, don't you sell it? If you don't sell it, I'll leave."

"Sell, just treat foreign girls to eat two hawthorns for free." The vendor said angrily.

Nicole had brown sugar ginger tea and the other was candied haws. She asked, "Is it expensive for you to buy?"

Uncle Yang forced a smile and said, "How is that possible? I am so smart."

Some people were pushing a cart to sell Guandong cooking, and they also came forward to sell it on their own initiative.

Uncle Yang looked at the turbid soup and waved his hand decisively: "Thank you, sister, we are not hungry."

"Baked waist, lamb waist, big waist from Inner Mongolia!" A shout sounded from the barbecue stall next to it.

Uncle Yang was hungry and went to buy a handful of roasted waist.

The stall owner looked at Nicole's appearance and gave him a clear look: "Don't worry, brother, I'll make you a few fat people, the effect will be absolutely great."

When Yang Shubao waited for the waist, he asked casually: "Brother, I heard that there are monkey-playing people in this market? Why didn't you see me?"

The stall owner smiled and said, "There is a monkey-playing person, but unfortunately, I asked the urban management to degenerate yesterday."

"Why? Animal cruelty?"

"No, it's because the monkey he brought contains Sichuan golden monkeys, a national protected animal, and it's a mess. Now people are coaxing them to be happy. How can they use them to make people happy? This is not just for dei."

Yang Shubao is very sorry. He actually wants to find a monkey who is playing monkey and then evolve it as a pet for his parents.

After slowly turning around the old street, Uncle Yang and Nicole slowly supported their stomachs.

They left the old street and were about to continue walking around the county town. When they came out, they saw the old man who turned on the three-wheeled electric power and laughed at a middle-aged man: "What's the use of sending me this flyer? Look at me like I can afford a new building? And look at your place, this is a villa, right? Look at your flyer, it's luxurious enough."

In the cold weather, the middle-aged man was wearing a suit and did not wear a thick coat. He smiled and said, "Uncle, you can take a look. It's okay if you don't buy it. Can you leave these pages in your car? I may be interested in taking your car."

While laughing, the middle-aged man took out a cigarette and handed him one. The old man took it over and reluctantly put away several publicity pages.

At this moment, a pickup truck from the urban management department drove by. An urban management department fell down the window and shouted: "No stalls are allowed here, no flyers are allowed. If you send flyers to the old street, you will be fined 50 yuan according to regulations."

The middle-aged man quickly put away the flyer and smiled and said, "Leader, I'll leave now, I won't hand over the flyer here."

The urban management said unhappily: "Look at what you have made this street look like? The sanitation workers can't clean the flyers you threw eight times a day. It costs fifty yuan, and you'll give you the ticket."
Chapter completed!