Upon hearing this, father Lu was stunned for a moment, but finally nodded, "Okay, wrap them up!"
The old man in front of him must have encountered some difficulties at home, that's why he's selling valuables at such a low price.
Father Lu gave him a hundred dollars, and quietly slipped him ten pounds of military grain tickets.
The old man looked down, his eyes slightly moist, he whispered, "Thank you! My name is Shi Xiaohong, I shall... have to repay you another day!" After wrapping the goods in tattered cloth and handing the bundle to father Lu, he left in a hurry with the money and grain tickets.
Although others couldn't see how much the deal cost, father Lu's lavish purchase proved his wealth. Therefore, many people around were beckoning him to look at their goods, hoping to sell their things quickly like the old man did, so they wouldn't have to endure the biting cold wind here.