Lian Xiaomin reached into the inner pocket of his military coat, pretending to take something out, but actually took out a small white cloth bag containing several watches.

Opening the small cloth bag, three men's watches and one women's watch are revealed. The men's watches are all the same, with black leather straps, while the women's watch is a little smaller, with a red strap.

"This is from Shanghai, it's new, let's take a look. No ticket, one hundred yuan."

The young man stared at the watch with excitement. He didn't dare to take it himself, but looked at the other person's hand carefully. Soon he nodded and said, "Comrade, I want two watches, a pair of men's and women's watches. Can you give me a discount?"

The middle-aged man wearing glasses beside him also hesitated and said, "This watch is good. I also want to buy a men's watch. We have three watches in total, right? Give me less!"

Lian Xiaomin saw that the two men were quite honest, so she thought for a moment and said, "Okay, the lowest price is 90 yuan per watch."

The young man happily nodded in agreement, and the man with glasses no longer hesitated. The two of them immediately took out their pockets and counted their money. Everyone who came to the black market wanted to buy some goods, so they really brought enough money with them, otherwise they would have to run back home to get it, which was troublesome.

Lian Xiaomin counted the money, handed them the watch, and said, "Please take a good look at it before you leave. There is nothing wrong with this watch."

The two of them took it, looked at it carefully and happily, confirmed that there was no problem, then quickly left with the things.

Lian Xiaomin packed the money and put it in her coat pocket, but actually put it all into the space.

This busy schedule lasted only about twenty minutes. After a while, she felt that the black market began to attract more people, with many more people coming in and out of the yard.

It was late at night and the wind was a little strong at the window. Lian Xiaomin moved to another place with her backpack, found a corner against the wall in the yard outside, and squatted on the ground with her coat collar tightly grasped.

I took a look here again just now, and there were extra people selling food coupons, bicycle coupons, and sewing machine coupons, but the price was not low, 30 yuan each.

This amount is a worker’s monthly salary, and it’s just worth one ticket. How scarce were materials in that era!

I just saw someone selling old items, but I don’t know whether they are real or not. There should be very few fakes these days.

But these things were worthless. When the Red Team raided the house, they smashed and looted them. Who would dare to take Feng Zixiu's things out?

Gold is valuable in troubled times and antiques are valuable in prosperous times. But now antiques can’t be exchanged for much food.

She thought to herself that she could collect some precious antiques in the future. After all, living in such an era, she wanted to do her best to preserve more things and prevent them from being ruthlessly destroyed and damaged.

Lian Xiaomin was squatting there with her coat rolled up, looking around and thinking about something. At this time, more than ten people came into the yard, all carrying empty bags, and they were obviously here to buy things.

She thought about it and put some more food into the backpack under the cover of the lid. The backpack was very big and could hold nearly 100 kilograms of food.

Nowadays, this kind of big backpack is used in rural areas. Although she is small and a little uncoordinated, she is very strong! She looks light when she carries it on her back, and others don't know how much is in it.

A short and fat old man came over. There were not many fat people at that time. The old man was almost sixty years old. He was wearing a thin gray cotton jacket, which was quite neat and had no patches.

He came to Lian Xiaomin and saw that there were dried noodles in the basket with the lid half opened. Bundles of noodles were placed on top. He leaned over and asked, "How much are the dried noodles? Do you have white flour?"

Lian Xiaomin replied: "There are 10 jin of dried noodles, one jin is one yuan, and there is also white flour. Look, this is the best refined flour, 0.80 yuan per jin, how much do you want?"

The fat old man stared at the flour that was whiter than Fuqiang flour. Why was it so good? He quickly said, "I want five kilograms of noodles and thirty kilograms of white flour." Lian Xiaomin quickly took out a scale to weigh the white flour, then took out five bundles of noodles and charged 29 yuan.

Seeing that there was grain for sale here, several people hurried over, but they didn't want much. Each person only bought two or three pounds of fine grain. However, they sold thirty pounds of sweet potatoes and cornmeal each.

These were all what Lian Xiaomin secretly put into the backpack. But she couldn't add any more. If there were any more, they would be exposed, and the backpack couldn't hold that much.

Things in the county town are definitely more expensive than those in the commune, but she didn't sell them at too high a price.

The buyers took their things and left. Lian Xiaomin packed up and prepared to leave.

Actually, I just wanted to explore this black market today. It looks quite large. I’m a little tired today, so I plan to go back early and rest.

At this time, an old lady came over. She had a head full of white hair, a thin body, and was wearing a patched black coat.

There was a slight north wind blowing at night, and the temperature was quite low. The old lady looked a little shivering.

She walked up to Lian Xiaomin, looked at the basket and asked in a low voice: "Do you have any food here?"

Lian Xiaomin wanted to leave, but she nodded and said, "Auntie, what do you want?"

The other party spoke slowly and hesitantly: "Can I exchange this for some fine grains from you? Just give it as you see fit..."

Lian Xiaomin paused and looked over. The old lady took out a small box from her pocket and opened it. Inside was a gem ring and a pair of jade bracelets, both of which were of very good quality.

In the moonlight, the objects in the box sparkled beautifully.

In fact, these things are not worth anything at all in today's era, and are not even as valuable as gold jewelry.

But Lian Xiaomin didn't say anything, and gestured for the old lady to follow her out.

They walked out of the black market gate and walked a few steps to the side. Lian Xiaomin stopped and silently took out a bag of rice from her backpack, a total of 30 kilograms, which she gave all to the other party and put five large goose eggs in it.

The old lady looked at the white rice and her expression became so tense that she said excitedly, "Girl, why are you giving me so much?"

In the moonlight, I could clearly see tears in her eyes.

She knew that the things she had stored at home could not be exchanged for the old fine rice! It would be difficult to exchange for even two or three kilograms. She was lucky to have met a good person.

Lian Xiaomin said, "Auntie, please keep them. Although these things of yours are not valuable now, they will definitely be very valuable in the future. They are not comparable to dozens of kilograms of grain."

The old lady took the bag with shaking hands and said gratefully, "Thank you, young lady. I don't know what to say. By the way, I have something else at home that is better than this. Do you want some? ... I want to exchange it for something worth ten or twenty yuan to get some medicine for my grandson. He has a high fever and I really can't help him!"

Lian Xiaomin nodded after hearing what she said: "Okay, I'll go with you."

The old lady quickly picked up the bag and led her towards home, saying, "It's not far from here. But girl, my house was smashed by the Red Squad a few days ago. When you go into my house later, you have to be careful and don't bring any trouble to you."