In fact, the stall owner was always paying attention to the situation outside the door. Seeing that only one person turned around, he pretended to sort out the goods. Only when the other party came close, it seemed that he had just discovered: "Young man, what are you thinking about? Hurry up the time. Someone just asked for five machines, but I only had five machines in total. If I took them all, you wouldn't have them."

Jiang Dali smiled: "I won't buy it."

"Don't buy it?" the stall owner said anxiously, "Young man, the price can be negotiated. I can give you a cost price, just treat it as making friends. I also tell you that except for me, there is no second place in the city to run this brand, and those miscellaneous brands are incomparable. There is no such store when you pass by this village."

"I'm not going to buy something from another company, but to discuss something with you." Speaking of this, Jiang Dali changed the topic, "Do you know who the young man with me is?"

After looking around, the stall owner asked, "Who? Does it have anything to do with the learning machine?"

"It's so big." Jiang Dali lowered his voice, "That young man is the top scorer this year. He not only got the first place in the county, but also ranked first in the city, but also entered the top ten in the province. But his scores were average before, and he was still hundreds of them in the first few times, but he performed very well in the college entrance examination. Do you think that if he used this learning machine, then people wouldn't be crazy with it?"

"Yes, then, I'll be cheaper, and I'll be happy and give it a piece of cake." The stall owner said, stretching out three fingers, "One one is three hundred, two are six hundred."

Jiang Dali smacked his lips: "You are such a scheming person. This will help you buy more machines. You have to give him a few for free, and then..."

"Give it a waste?" The stall owner looked ugly and his tone was immediately sarcastic, "I'll pay them again."

Jiang Dali nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, you can discuss how much you give."

"By the way..." The stall owner finally didn't say the dirty thing, but his tone was very ugly. "Young man, I have heard of eating vain, but I haven't heard of eating vain. What do you think? If you are like this, will you be the best in the city? Go and cheat."

"You..." Halfway through, when he heard Ding Chi call himself, Jiang Dali walked quickly, and a sarcastic word "liar" came from behind him.

When he got closer to Ding Chi, Jiang Dali said with a bitter face: "Old Ding, this method is not working at all. I think it's better to buy it with the money. I'll go there and talk to the stall owner, he..."

"I heard it all, let's go. Foreign money doesn't support people's life, this guy is. He is from this brand, I can get it in less than a hundred." Ding Chi waved his hand, turned around and left.

"Where is there less than a hundred? Go buy it now." Jiang Dali immediately became interested.

"If you don't need money to buy it, someone will send it to you obediently, which is a hundred times better than him. Let's go to the newsstand." Ding Chi accelerated his pace.

"Newstop? You want newspapers for nothing? You're not worth it. The top scorer is too worthless." Jiang Dali muttered in an unknown way, and followed.

He quickly found the newsstand, and Ding Chi said directly: "Come to ten daily newspapers."

"City Daily? OK, okay." The old man from the newsstand said, taking out a stack of them, "It's exactly ten pieces, a total of two."

After glanced at the head, Ding Chi shook his head: "I want the No. 12."

"The day before yesterday? Is there any?" The old man pulled the paper back and bowed and picked it up. After a while, he took out a small stack, "It's only five."

"Five copies are only five copies." Ding Chi handed over a dollar, took the newspaper, turned around and left.

Jiang Dali hurriedly caught up and said funny: "Lao Ding, what are you doing? Study the spirit of the conference seriously."

"Go to 114 first..." After halfway, Ding Chi hurriedly stopped. He realized that it was only 1992, and 114 could only check the number, and it would take more than ten years for comprehensive number information search services.

After pondering for a while, Ding Chi said again: "Go to the Commerce Bureau first, then to the Post Office."

"What the hell are you going to do?" Jiang Dali was stunned.

Ding Chi said "Oh" and changed his mind: "Eat first. The Commerce Bureau is having lunch break, and it is not yet time to go to work."

Just as Ding and Jiang were discussing the next plan, the stall owner was muttering: "Where is half a man who takes so much money? I think it's probably fake currency. Should I call the police? By the way, he said that the top scorer in the college entrance examination and wanted to learn the machine for nothing. Is this a fraud?"

"Lai Dayan'er, didn't she just sell it? As for how to bury people like this?" The woman at the counter opposite spoke up.

The stall owner said seriously: "Da Lion, don't believe it. Those two kids may be liars. The kid had a small 2,000 yuan in his wallet, which was a year's salary. Can adults rest assured? Either fake money or stole it."

"I'll look at that."

It was only when the two guests stepped forward that the stall owner stopped talking.

...

At around 3:00 p.m., two big boys came out of the Municipal Bureau of Commerce, Ding Chi and Jiang Dali.

Ding Chi shook the colored paper in his hand and said as he walked: "Fortunately, there will be a recruitment committee in a few days, otherwise it may not be possible to find it. The 20th century is still behind, and it will be fine for the new century."

"What can the new century be like? Can you still turn flowers into? You can find whatever you want? It's not Sun Wukong's 72 transformations." Jiang Dali disagreed.

"It's not just seventy-two changes, it's ever-changing. You can search whatever you want, search wherever you want, and you can see people when you call." Ding Chi said in the tone of the person coming, "Student Jiang, can your thinking be ahead?"

"How is it avant-garde?" Jiang Dali was obviously not interested and pulled back the topic, "Let's talk about the present first. Don't you send letters to these factories and ask them to give you a learning machine? It's so much effort, it's not worth being, right? It's also obvious that the top scorer in the market is too low. Besides, can they give it?"

Ding Chi smiled and nodded: "I will definitely give it, and I will rush to give it to you unless they are fools. Of course, I won't ask for it directly. It's not just a few prices. It's not just two machines, but I have to sprinkle bait and learn from Jiang Taigong's fishing, and those who want to take the bait."

"I wish to take the bait? Learn from my ancestors?" Jiang Dali seemed to understand.

"Give your ancestors back? Just your thinking?" Ding Chi deliberately smiled contemptuously and speeded up his pace.

"Small, look how you can do it." After the retort, Jiang Dali couldn't help but mutter, "This kid might be really good. He is really evil in recent stages."

"Hurry up, keep up." Ding Chi said, and went to the post office first.

"Here you come." When Jiang Dali approached the post office, he saw Ding Chi holding several envelopes and writing at the address on the color page.

Although he didn't understand it very much, Jiang Dali still helped write two letter receiving addresses as he understood and posted stamps.

"Put this in," Ding Chi said, first folding a market newspaper and stuffing it into one of the envelopes.

Jiang Dali was confused again, obviously not optimistic at all: "Just send this? I want to see if the wishes take the bait or the bamboo basket is useless."

"Okay, then let's wait and see. I will definitely be your ancestor." Ding Chi smiled wickedly.
Chapter completed!