"Brother, please look carefully!" Lin Zhiyue said, while deliberately raising his voice a few decibels so that the two big men could hear clearly, "As for these treasures, you can't find them in the market outside, and you can't buy even a little bit even if you run your legs off.

This is just a sample of the business I want to discuss with your boss.

You might as well think about it carefully. If you miss your boss's great opportunity to make a lot of money because of your momentary negligence, and then your boss blames you, I'm afraid you won't have a good life, right?"

While Lin Zhiyue was speaking in an orderly manner, he secretly observed the subtle reactions of the two big men out of the corner of his eye.

Sure enough, the moment they saw the food, a hint of intense surprise suddenly flashed in the two men's eyes, which were originally as dead as water. It was as if they suddenly saw the bright stars in the darkness.

They couldn't help but look at each other, their eyes conveying complex messages, including shock, hesitation, and a hint of excitement that was hard to conceal.

After a brief eye contact, one of the big men nodded slightly and said, "Stay here quietly and don't move a step. I'll go in and inform our boss."

After saying that, he turned around and walked quickly into the courtyard.

During the waiting time, every second seems to be infinitely stretched.

Lin Zhiyue looked calm on the surface and stood tall and straight, but her heart was already in turmoil, as if there were millions of ants crawling in her heart.

She knew very well that the risk of this transaction was like a sword of Damocles hanging over her head. If she was not careful, she might lose everything. Not only would she not make any money, but she might also put herself in an irretrievable dangerous situation.

After a long while, the big man who went in to report finally came out.

His face still had a stern expression, like an iceberg that had not melted for a thousand years, but his tone was a little softer than before, as if a layer of frost had melted: "Come in with me, our boss is willing to see you."

Lin Zhiyue let out a long sigh, and the tense string in her heart relaxed a little.

She carefully wrapped the food layer by layer, her movements as gentle as if she was wrapping a rare treasure, and then gently put it back into the basket.

She took a deep breath, adjusted herself, and followed the big man into the courtyard.

The yard was eerily quiet, with only a few ancient trees. The branches and leaves rustled in the breeze, and the sound seemed like whispers from ancient times, adding a mysterious atmosphere.

Lin Zhiyue's footsteps unconsciously became lighter, and every step felt like stepping on cotton, for fear of disturbing the tranquility.

After crossing the courtyard, they came to the door of the main house.

The big man stretched out his strong arms and gently pushed open the door. The door hinge made a dull "creaking" sound, as if telling the vicissitudes of time.

The big man turned sideways and gestured for the guest to come in.

Lin Zhiyue took a deep breath, calmed her nervous mood, and stepped into the house.

The room was dimly lit, as if shrouded in a thick haze, and the air was filled with a faint smell of tobacco.

In the middle is a rustic table with the texture on its surface clearly visible, telling of the long years it has gone through.

A slightly plump, stern-faced middle-aged man sat behind the table. His eyes were like cold stars in the night sky, sharp and deep, as if he could see through people's hearts.

This person is the black market boss who is feared by everyone and has great influence in the black market.

The black market boss looked up at Lin Zhiyue. His gaze was like a sharp dagger, stabbing straight at Lin Zhiyue, as if he wanted to dissect her soul.

Lin Zhiyue faced the other party's eagle-like sharp gaze, mustered up her courage, took a firm step forward, and tried her best to make her voice sound steady and confident: "Hello, I have heard of you for a long time. The business I brought this time is definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I guarantee that you will make a lot of money. I wonder if you are interested in listening to my detailed explanation?"

The black market boss did not answer immediately. He slowly picked up a cigarette from the table. The cigarette looked particularly small between his thick fingers.

He slowly put the cigarette in his mouth, picked up the match beside him, and lightly struck it. With a "hiss", the match ignited a bright flame, illuminating his cold face.

He took a deep puff of the smoke, then slowly exhaled a large smoke ring, which slowly rose in the dim air and gradually dissipated.

After a long while, he spoke slowly, his voice low and hoarse, as if coming from the depths of his throat: "Tell me what the business is. Let me be frank, if you can't satisfy me, don't even think about leaving here today."

Lin Zhiyue took a deep breath and slowly reached into the backpack again.

Her movements were gentle and cautious, as if what she was touching was not an ordinary package, but a crucial object that depended on life and death.

The moment her fingertips touched the edge of the package, she paused slightly, as if gathering up her courage, and then took out the package steadily.

She held the package in both hands, took a small step forward, and handed it to the black market boss respectfully. Although her voice was not loud, it was firm and unquestionable: "Boss, please take a closer look. This is the sample of the business I mentioned."

The black market boss originally had an indifferent look, with a hint of nonchalance in his eyes, but when his gaze fell on the white rice and fine white flour in the package, his pupils instantly shrank slightly, and his eyes moved imperceptibly, as if a stone was thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

However, after years of struggling in the black market, he had already developed the ability to remain calm and composed even when faced with a huge crisis.

He leaned back slightly, leaned back on the chair, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and said in a calm but tentative tone: "Well, the things do look good. However, when doing business, samples alone are not enough. What I am more concerned about is how much quantity you have in hand?"

Lin Zhiyue had expected the other party to ask this question. She straightened her back, her eyes gleaming with confidence, and said without hesitation: "Boss, I can get you as much as you want."

Hearing this, the black market boss seemed to have heard something incredible. His body, which was originally leaning on the back of the chair, suddenly leaned forward, his eyes as sharp as torches, staring at Lin Zhiyue closely, as if he wanted to see through her.

He looked at Lin Zhiyue carefully, from her face to her clothes, and then to her expression at the moment, not missing any details.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the air in the room became heavy, with only the slightly heavy breathing of the black market boss. After a long time, he slowly spoke, and asked word by word: "Are you sure? Can you get as much as I want?"

Lin Zhiyue met the other party's scrutinizing gaze and nodded firmly without any hesitation, as if the person in front of her was not an awe-inspiring black market boss, but an ordinary trading partner.

Her eyes were clear and firm, as if conveying a message to the black market boss: everything she said was true, without a single lie.