Lin Yang became interested as soon as Yang Xiaofei said that.

"Oh! What opportunity?" He looked at Yang Xiaofei with a puzzled expression.

Resources were extremely scarce in that era; there wasn't even enough food to feed everyone.

Not to mention brewing wine from grains, so the places that sell wine in the whole market are really good.

Only occasionally would the supply and marketing cooperatives sell some bulk liquor.

There was simply no other way to buy better wine except by taking your receipt to a department store.

Furthermore, the receipts for those liquors were only available in limited quantities to high-ranking leaders.

For example, the two factory directors and deputy directors of the steel rolling mill would only issue a receipt for a bottle of Moutai liquor every six months.

However, if the factory's purchasing agent has connections, he can take a note stamped by the factory leaders and go directly to the winery to buy the wine.

Yang Xiaofei lowered his voice and said, "The pigeon market in Nanluoguxiang has become a bit too rampant lately, and the station is planning to crack down on it. Most of the confiscated goods will have to be turned over to the national treasury, but the station chief has seen how hard we're all struggling, so he applied to the higher-ups and allowed each person in our station to choose one item to buy directly without coupons!"

"I see!" Lin Yang nodded thoughtfully. This was indeed a good channel.

He knew about the Pigeon Market; it was a unique underground trading market of this era.

There are hundreds of pigeon markets of all sizes and types within Beijing, both fixed and unfixed.

Many people secretly exchanged goods in these markets, while some ticket scalpers bought and sold tickets.

It is said that a jin of grain coupons in Sijiu City had a black market price of 3 yuan, a jin of nationally valid grain coupons had a black market price of 4 yuan, and a jin of flour coupons in Sijiu City had a black market price of 5 yuan.

Even this is priceless!

Under normal circumstances, these places only engage in small-scale trading for daily necessities, and the management personnel usually turn a blind eye, because everyone is struggling these days.

However, since Yang Xiaofei said that Pigeon City was too arrogant, it is highly likely that they sold a lot of large-scale supplies.

Lin Yang didn't care about the situation in that Pigeon City; he was just a little worried that Yang Xiaofei would suffer a loss.

After all, Yang Xiaofei also said that each person can only choose one item.

Therefore, he said in an embarrassed tone, "Xiaofei, each person can only choose one thing. Everyone is having a hard time right now. If you help me choose the wine ticket, won't you be at a disadvantage?"

"Yangzi, the steel mill and our institute are brother units!" Yang Xiaofei said dismissively, "The director will definitely have your security department assist with this kind of operation. I'll talk to the director and ask you to come and help. Wouldn't that give you a chance to provoke the items too?"

With Yang Xiaofei's words, Lin Yang felt much more at ease.

It is indeed a common occurrence for the police station to work with their security department.

Even if Yang Xiaofei didn't talk to their director about wanting to join, their section chief would agree because of Liu Zi's influence.

The three drank some more plum juice, then said goodbye to Yan Zhaolong and left.

This state-run restaurant is only a ten-minute walk from the Nanluo Police Station.

Lin Yang soon arrived at the entrance of the police station.

Upon entering, one could see several police officers reprimanding a few teenagers with displeasure on their faces.

"Sigh, there are more and more teenagers like this on the streets lately. It's not good for us to catch them, but it's not good if we don't!" Yang Xiaofei sighed and said to Lin Yang, seeing that these teenagers still had a smirk on their faces when their colleagues scolded them.

Lin Yang, who was standing to the side, knew that the situation would improve in about six months.

Of course, it's not because they all have jobs.

It's not that they eat too little each day, they simply don't have the strength to support these teenagers wandering around the streets.

They were so hungry they didn't have the strength to go out, and could only lie in bed eating the meager rations they had at home to stay alive.

Although he knew this, Lin Yang still smiled and comforted them, saying, "Our security department is the same, but the situation might improve next year. When there are more job opportunities, they won't have time to go out and wander around."

"Right," Yang Xiaofei sighed helplessly, "We can only hope that things will improve next year."

He then pointed to the second floor and said, "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. This is not something we can concern ourselves with. I'll take you to the second floor. All your steel mill workers are locked up there!"

at the same time.

A detention room on the second floor.

Jia Dongxu sat in a chair and kept sighing.

"Alright, Jia Dongxu, stop looking so pathetic!" Guo Da Piezi, who had been arrested for gambling with him, said to him with a disdainful look, "We work for the steel mill. Even if we get arrested, it should be the steel mill's security department that's in charge. Why are you acting so cowardly!"

One of his henchmen pointed at Guo Da Piezi with a proud look and said, "That's right, our Brother Guo has been arrested several times, but nothing bad has happened to him. Maybe we'll be able to get out this afternoon!"

"Sigh!" Jia Dongxu sighed as he looked at the people in the detention room. "You don't understand. I'm not worried about not being able to get out. I'm regretting the hand I played yesterday. Three twos, two kings, and four aces. Such a good hand! Why didn't they come to arrest me later?"

"Damn!" Guo Da Piezi was speechless. He didn't expect Jia Dongxu to be even more carefree than him. Even after being locked up, he was still thinking about the card game from last night.

His henchman retorted, "What are you thinking? Even if you win, so what? The money will still be taken away!"

"You don't understand!" Jia Dongxu said with a look of utter disdain. "What I want isn't money, it's the feeling of winning, you know???"

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