This black market near the commune hospital is very small. It is located in a winding alley less than 50 meters long. People are scattered along the wall and trading in various places in the alley. When someone wants to see the goods, they turn on the flashlight to illuminate them. There is not even a manager here, and no one collects "entrance fees".

The birth of this small black market is mainly because this place is close to the hospital and there are always some patients' families who need to buy some supplements and food. With this demand, some sellers come here.

So slowly, more and more people knew about this place, and some bought and some sold, and it formed a gathering point.

Because there was no manager, these people didn't dare to come during the day, so they gradually formed a tacit understanding and usually came at night under the cover of darkness to buy and sell small things.

Lian Xiaomin didn't take the disguise pill today, so she found a black cotton mask and put it on her face, and then put on a black woolen hat, leaving only a pair of rolling eyes exposed.

This time she did not take a backpack, but instead a large basket, which she slung over her arm. In it were 10 kilograms of rice, 10 kilograms of millet, two slaughtered chickens, eight pig's trotters, and two bags of milk powder.

This milk powder was not the imported canned kind she bought from the mall, but a bagged one she found in the warehouse of the logistics port. After removing the outer packaging, only the transparent plastic bag was left inside. A bag of milk powder was 750g, or one and a half kilograms.

Lian Xiaomin covered the basket with a dark cloth and walked slowly back and forth in the alley, looking for buyers and seeing what else was for sale.

After a while, a woman in her 40s with short hair entered the alley and looked around cautiously. Lian Xiaomin saw that the woman was wearing a blue suit without patches, clean and neat, and looked well-off. She locked onto her target, approached her and whispered, "Auntie, do you want pig's trotters, chicken, rice and flour?"

The woman's eyes lit up, and she quickly followed Lian Xiaomin into the alley, standing at the foot of a wall away from people, and asked in a low voice: "How many pig trotters do you have? Do you have four for me?"

Lian Xiaomin said, "Yes, one dollar and a half each, a total of six dollars." Then she took out the pig's trotter and stuffed it directly into the woman's cloth bag without wrapping it. The other party nodded with satisfaction and said, "Give me a chicken too, how much?"

"I have slaughtered and cleaned the chickens. There are old hens weighing more than five pounds, and they are 6 yuan each." In the countryside, it only costs five yuan to buy an old hen that has not been cleaned, but there is no place to buy one in the countryside now. The daughter-in-law at home is waiting for her to produce milk. The middle-aged woman nodded without hesitation.

Lian Xiaomin took out a chicken from the basket. The other party took a look at it and continued to nod, then put it directly into the cloth bag.

The woman took out the money, counted out 12 yuan and handed it over, then quickly left with the bag.

Lian Xiaomin collected the money, tidied the basket cover, walked two steps outside and was about to look for the next trading partner when a young man in his 20s came over.

This man just saw the woman buying things here and leaving with a bulging bag, so he hurried over to ask.

"Have you got any malted milk?"

"No, do you want some milk powder?"

"Yes, I want it, how much is it?" The young man was very excited when he heard that there was milk powder. This thing is not easy to buy. He has been looking for it for several days and still can't buy it. His wife just gave birth to a baby, but she has no milk. He came here every night to look for it, but he couldn't buy malted milk. This time he actually came across milk powder, which is really precious!

Lian Xiaomin took the milk powder out of the basket, shone a small flashlight on it to show him, and said, "One bag is one and a half pounds, eight yuan, and there are two bags."

The young man took a look and agreed, "Okay, okay, I'll take them all." He quickly reached into his pocket to take out money, and then eagerly asked, "Big sister, do you only have two bags? Can you have more? The family of the eldest brother in our ward also wants to buy some, but they can't find any milk powder."

Lian Xiaomin thought for a moment, then secretly put two more bags of milk powder under the basket cover, and said to the man, "Well, I have two bags that someone else wanted, but they haven't come yet, so why don't I give them to you first?"

Then she opened the cloth and took out two more bags of milk powder. The man was very happy and quickly responded, "Thank you, sister! Give them all to me. Even if the brother's family doesn't want them, I'll keep them for my child! I've run several times but couldn't buy any. By the way, what else do you have? Do you have millet?"

"I have 10 jin of millet and it's 50 cents a jin." Lian Xiaomin used his mind to fill the basket with millet from space.

"Okay, I'll take all the millet." When he turned over the basket, the young man saw a chicken and four pig's trotters, so he bought them too. What a big customer! Men should be more generous with their money, Lian Xiaomin thought.

After packing all the things for him, Lian Xiaomin received a total of 51 yuan.

The young man left excitedly with a bag of goodies. This trip tonight can solve the boss's problem. Although it cost more than a month's salary, it was worth it to buy these nutritious products that are hard to find on the market! I hope my wife can take the supplements and have milk for the baby soon.

After packing the money, she put it into the space through her pockets. Lian Xiaomin packed up the basket and moved it to a corner. While it was dark and no one could see, she added two kilograms of brown sugar and five kilograms of pork into the basket from the space.

She held a small flashlight in her hand, and whenever someone came, she would turn on the flashlight and shine it on the basket so that the other person could see it.

Ten minutes later, a woman in her 50s came over. She looked at the basket Lian Xiaomin had placed on the ground and asked, "Do you have any pork?"

Lian Xiaomin turned on a small flashlight, lifted the cover and shone the light on the basket, nodded to indicate that it was available, and let her look for herself. She only asked briefly: "How many pounds do you want? 2.3 yuan per pound, no ticket required."

The auntie quickly squatted down and looked into the basket carefully. The pork was quite fat, and she was satisfied. She saw that there was still brown sugar, and she pointed and said, "Give me one pound of brown sugar and two pounds of pork."

"Pork is 2.3 yuan per pound, and brown sugar is 1.2 yuan per pound, so the total is 5.8 yuan."

The aunt counted and found that the money was correct, so she took out a handkerchief, opened it, counted out the money and handed it over, then stood up and left with the things.

In less than half an hour, Lian Xiaomin sold a lot of things.

Then she quickly sold two more batches of goods. An old man bought three pounds of pork, five pounds of rice and five pounds of millet, and a woman bought five pounds of rice and a chicken.

Lian Xiaomin didn't plan to stay longer. After selling most of these things, she left quickly. It was not advisable to stay in such a place for a long time.

Not far out of this alley, Lian Xiaomin suddenly heard the sound of fighting in another alley not far away.

Using her mind to investigate, it seemed that three people were surrounding one person and fighting. She listened for a while out of curiosity. The person surrounded was quite skilled and had some kung fu. He seemed to have knocked the other person down, and he cursed in a low voice: "You bunch of beasts from the Pigeon Committee..." Both sides used knives, and the person seemed to be seriously injured and slowly fell to the ground.