Chapter 594 The Black Market in the Imperial Capital

You think you can survive in the apocalypse by clinging to the government, but in reality, it's just someone carrying the burden forward. To survive, humans have begun to use every possible means. If you live a carefree life, someone will hold up the sky for you.

Think about it, in her previous life, Jingshu lived until the tenth year of the apocalypse. If there were no town government, the survival rate in China would not be so high.

"That's all, no need to send me off. We have other things to do. I'll leave the lab to you. If you have any news, feel free to contact me."

Some polite words still had to be said. Jingshu was not in the mood to visit this laboratory where there might be more secrets. She also understood why Song Bin's face turned pale when he came here. The people here were indeed not normal.

Jingshu saw fanaticism in their eyes.

It is not a craze for life or material, but a craze for unknown research. In this state of craze, their requirements for material life are almost reduced to zero, so they even use themselves as experimental subjects.

Jingshu rarely feels awe for things, but for some reason, the biological research laboratory in the imperial capital is one of the objects of her awe. They are a group of different people.

"Okay, let's go to the next stop."

Jingshu's steps could not be stopped by the laboratory. In fact, Jingshu would only stay in the capital for a few days, so she was still very nervous. Therefore, after completing the signing task, she immediately asked Song Bin to take her to the next stop.

Jingshu was not idle on the way. She began to harvest a batch of ripe seasonings in the space, and the durian she had been thinking about was finally ripe. She quickly put them into the space so that she could taste them in private. A vague idea came to her mind.

Some things that cannot be passed through the open road may be able to pass through the open road again this time when you go back.

Only a few years had passed since the end of the world, and the several hundred kilograms of seasonings that she had bought were used up very quickly and were almost gone, so Jingshu had started planting them before coming to the imperial capital.

Now, whenever she has time, Jingshu will tidy up the things in the space. Since she wants to stock up more things before migrating, Jingshu has also planted a lot of seasonings, especially the Sichuan peppercorns.

Because there's not much medicated oil and floral water left, Sichuan peppercorns are a good anthelmintic. Using Sichuan peppercorns regularly, even in rice or flour, is a good anthelmintic. In traditional Chinese medicine, Sichuan peppercorns warm the stomach, relieve pain, and kill parasites and relieve itching. They can also be used for cold pain in the abdomen, vomiting and diarrhea, abdominal pain caused by parasites, ascariasis, and as a topical treatment for eczema and itching.

The most important thing is that when we migrate, there will be a serious infestation of carrion beetles, so we should use the medicated oil sparingly. Before we figure out how to make the medicated oil, we can put more peppercorns on the RV during the migration.

Jingshu then recalled the look of the shopping guide when she bought two boxes of Fengyoujing. Alas, she was too young back then. It would have been better if she had bought a few more boxes.

Then, because there are too many things to braise, the stock of marinade ingredients is very low. In order to prepare for migration, Jingshu plans to braise more things, and of course, the planting of spices such as star anise and cinnamon is indispensable.

"Miss Jing, we're here." Song Bin said respectfully. Apart from Young Master Jun, no one could make him treat him like this.

What Jingshu has done these days really makes people feel admiration for her.

Jingshu nodded and followed Song Bin to the legendary black market in the imperial capital. Of course, each of them carried a large box.

Now that we've arrived in the imperial capital, how could we not go somewhere exciting and adventurous? Furthermore, in the apocalypse, the most important thing is all kinds of supplies. There aren't many things Jingshu can appreciate in Wucheng anymore, so there must be a lot of good stuff in the imperial capital.

It wasn't just about broadening her horizons; Jingshu also wanted to see if she could find something she needed. She didn't know why, but whenever someone mentioned new and exciting gadgets or apocalyptic treasures, Jingshu would get excited.

However, it is not so easy to enter the black market. Since the market often trades things that cannot be disclosed to the outside world, and for various reasons, the black market has implemented a strict membership system.

Only members themselves or members' guarantees can bring people to the black market for transactions. Members are also divided into different levels.

"Ahem, Miss Jing, let me introduce you, this is

"Mr. Fan Jianqiang, a silver member of the black market, can guarantee two people access to the black market and can take us on a tour," Song Bin introduced.

At the same time, he smiled and said to the young man who seemed a little arrogant: "We were introduced by Jun Shao."

Fan Jianqiang raised his chin and said proudly, "I know, I know. You will follow me in a while. Don't ask prices or exchange things at will, and don't exchange for too cheap things. Otherwise, my points will be too low and I will drop to bronze. It's really true. If I come here and don't meet the minimum consumption, I will be deducted points... Do you know how much I spent to reach silver? If it weren't for Jun Shao, I..."

Fan Jianqiang wrapped his cotton-padded jacket tightly around him and muttered to himself for a long time. He then wrapped his scarf tightly around him, yawned, and looked back from time to time, reminding, "You must follow closely." Don't get lost.

Really, doesn't that guy know he's face-blind? What if the person is far away and he can't find them? Oh, it's a hassle every day, and you can't hold hands...

"Black coat, black coat." Two people were wearing black coats, a man and a woman. Fan Jianqiang memorized their characteristics, which really gave him a lot of trouble.

Song Bin smiled awkwardly. This is how it is in the imperial capital.

Jingshu shrugged, motioning for her to hurry up. "I just feel like the requirements of this black market seem a bit too much. Are they really that strict? And I have a feeling this membership system isn't just incentivizing consumption. Also, it feels like these are all insiders."

Song Bin quietly gave a thumbs-up and said quietly, "Miss Jing's guess is spot-on. With food in short supply these days, those who still have the leisure to exchange for other supplies are all people in the social circle. So, it's not really a black market, but rather a tacit acceptance by the higher-ups that the 'high-class circle is more practical,' and the top-ranking rule is indeed intended to stimulate consumption. In a sense, it speeds up circulation."

Jingshu said "oh", frowned and stopped talking, no one knew what she was thinking.

Song Bin naturally didn't say anything. The two followed Fan Jianqiang and came to the black market in the imperial capital after verifying their identities.

It would be more accurate to call it an underground night market.

This place is more like a tomb, and the underground is made of solid stones.

Fan Jianqiang walked in front of the tunnel, hunched over and holding a flashlight. A road went down diagonally, at least as high as several stories. From time to time, he had to bend over and lift his legs to cross the steps. The rocks on the arch of the steps had clear patterns.

It’s a tomb! It must be the grave of some important figure! Jingshu was sure.