Originally, all three meals a day could be eaten in the factory canteen.

But there's a food shortage right now, so the factory is only providing lunch.

After get off work in the afternoon.

Gao Yan didn't go straight home, but instead headed to the nearby vegetable market.

Gao Yan doesn't need to cook at all now.

But what can you do when he lives in a courtyard house?

If you don't cook every day, people will get suspicious!

By the way, there are restrictions on traveling to this world; you must stay here for ten days before you can travel back!

After buying two heads of greens, Gao Yan strolled leisurely toward the courtyard house.

As I stepped into the courtyard, I saw Sun Yugui, the manager of the front yard, wiping his precious bicycle.

Bicycles are not a rare thing in the real world.

But in this world, they are quite rare.

Take a huge steel rolling mill as an example. It has tens of thousands of workers, but they only get a few bicycle tickets a year.

These bicycle tickets weren't even enough for the leaders, so how could they possibly end up in the hands of the workers?

As for Sun Yugui's bicycle, it was a second-hand purchase, and he didn't ask for a receipt.

Even so, he cherished it like a treasure and took care of it every day.

"Uncle Sun, are you maintaining your bicycle again?"

"Oh, it's Wei Guo! I heard you got promoted to a higher rank. Congratulations!"

"Hey, I was just lucky, I barely made it through!"

As he spoke, Gao Yan returned to his own room.

soon.

Gao Yan quickly stir-fried a plate of greens. His cooking skills were average, but he had super seasonings, so the plate of greens he made smelled delicious throughout the front yard.

"Who is this? Their cooking smells so good!"

"It looks like he drifted out of Gao Wei's house. This kid is something else!"

With some green vegetables, Gao Yan ate three nutritious steamed buns. Most people would only eat one at most before feeling stuffed, but his digestive ability far exceeded that of ordinary people, and he could eat seven or eight without feeling full.

"Ugh, how boring!"

After finishing his meal, Gao Yan, who had just washed the dishes, started to feel bored.

I might as well retreat into my own world and start cultivating!

After midnight.

Gao Yan left my world, changed his clothes, and quietly left the compound, heading straight for the black market!

Same as last night.

He paid a one-cent entrance fee and then started setting up his stall.

His spot was taken yesterday, so he moved to another spot!

Yesterday, the customers who bought steamed buns were very skeptical of Gao Yan's claims, but tonight, they believe him without a doubt.

Because after they ate steamed buns, they didn't feel hungry all day, and their mental state was also very good!

So, in less than five minutes.

The hundred steamed buns in Gao Yan's basket were all snatched up by his regular customers from last night.

Those who couldn't buy any asked if there were any left.

Gao Yan indicated that there were more.

A short while later.

Gao Yan then returned to the black market carrying four baskets of steamed buns.

Less than ten minutes.

Four hundred steamed buns sold out again.

Gao Yan also won 120 yuan.

"That's about it!"

Gao Yan doesn't plan to sell tonight.

However, just as they were about to leave the black market, they were stopped by two young men.

"What's up?"

Gao Yan asked calmly.

"Brother, our Sixth Brother wants to see you!"

"Alright, lead the way!"

Gao Yan said calmly.

The two men were delighted and led him to see the so-called Sixth Brother, one on each side.

A short while later.

Gao Yan met the so-called Sixth Brother in a courtyard. The man was in his early thirties, thin, with a centipede scar on his face, and exuded a fierce aura.

At the same time, his eyes also carried a hint of ruthlessness. As Gao Yan stepped into the courtyard, he began to scrutinize him with his eyes.

"This man has seen blood; he has taken lives on his hands!"

Gao Yan made the judgment.

"What should I call you, brother?"

Suddenly, Sixth Brother revealed a smile, but it was sinister.

"Brilliant words!"

"So it's Brother Gao, please have a seat!"

Gao Yan sat down casually and said, "I've never liked beating around the bush. Just tell me what you want with me here!"

"How dare you!"

A burly man glared at Gao Yan and berated him.

"Xiao Wu, step back!"

Sixth Brother was silent for a moment, then waved his hand, because he noticed that Gao Yan had not shown any fear from beginning to end.

"Brother Gao, I, Wu Laoliu, have invited you here today because I want to cooperate with you!"

"How exactly will we cooperate?"

"You must have a lot of flour on you, right?" Wu Laoliu asked.

"That's quite a lot!"

Gao Yan nodded: "They're all made from nutritious white flour. I'm sure you've already found out. One ounce of my nutritious white flour can keep you full for a day. I'm not being stingy with you, it's 2 yuan per pound. I can provide you with 10,000 pounds first. Can you eat that much?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Laoliu lowered his head and pondered. One pound of white flour can make 10 steamed buns, which can be sold for 30 cents each. Therefore, he can make a profit of 1 yuan from one pound of white flour!

"Brother Gao, you're so straightforward. When shall we make the deal?"

Wu Laoliu raised his head and said firmly.

"That depends on when you can prepare the money!"

Ten thousand kilograms of nutritious flour is worth 20,000 yuan, which is no small sum.

"Alright, we'll make the deal near the black market tomorrow night at dawn!"

"Okay, see you tomorrow night!"

Gao Yan stood up and strode outside.

"Sixth Brother, should we send someone to follow them?"

"No!"

Wu Laoliu waved his hand, saying that anyone who could get 10,000 jin of flour during this special period was definitely not an ordinary person, and this flour was not ordinary flour either!

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