When collecting the money, Yang Zhaozhao found that the purchasing power tonight was really extraordinary.

I buy more rice and flour, so there is no need to weigh them. The things in the warehouse are all packaged with codes and actual prices, not in bulk, so there is no need to weigh them specifically.

This saves a lot of time and manpower.

Basically, you can buy it for more than ten or twenty yuan. Red sausage, pork, beef and mutton are all selling particularly well.

At that time, selling meat required meat tickets, and beef was used for farming.

When seeing beef, rich people will buy it even if they think it is expensive.

If you don’t have money, just buy pork. Being able to eat several pounds of meat per head is the happiest thing for a person.

No tickets are required for anything. Although the prices are a bit higher than those in the supply and marketing cooperatives, there are really a lot of things and the variety is really complete.

There are a lot of fresh fruits, and some people are willing to spend money to buy fresh fruits for their families to eat. After all, there are really not many fruits in winter, and more flavors are also good.

There were bags of melon seeds weighing one pound each. Many people were eating while calculating how many bags they needed to buy, and a lot of melon seed shells were thrown on the ground.

They then realized that in addition to the fragrant roasted melon seeds, there were also caramel flavors, milk flavors, and five-spice flavors. It was simply the most impressive way to entertain guests.

The candies and chocolates are even more complete and diverse than those in the supply and marketing cooperatives, and the beautiful wrapping paper makes them unable to resist buying an extra pound or two.

In addition, since today is the last night, as long as they are not too poor to afford food, they are selling like crazy, and some people are even stockpiling goods.

I bought it from Yang Zhaozhao, and after I got it, I could make 80 cents or 1 yuan by selling it to my neighbors.

Yang Zhaozhao counted the items one by one and put them into sacks. Everyone brought their own sacks so that they would not be too heavy to carry. Some people left carrying two sacks.

Seeing a customer wearing a scarf that covered her face tightly but only bought a bag of melon seeds, Yang Zhaozhao raised his eyebrows. After all, no one who came here wanted to clear out the shop.

Yang Zhaozhao raised her head and met his gaze, their eyes locked.

The visitor was calm and composed, as if he didn't know Yang Zhaozhao, and asked, "How much?"

Yang Zhaozhao recognized the voice and suppressed the panic in his heart: "One dollar."

Yang Lie took some money out of his pocket and handed it to Yang Zhaozhao, saying, "Business is good!"

"Thank you for your patronage!" Yang Zhaozhao's hand trembled as she took the money. Looking at Yang Lie without his robe, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't you want to look at something else?"

"No need. I'm going to put these melon seeds in the office to eat when I have some free time. Maybe you can find them too." Yang Lie gave her a meaningful look: "Don't you agree, Yang Zhiqing?"

"Captain Yang is right." Yang Zhaozhao almost fell to his knees. "We all have the surname Yang. Yang family members don't lie to Yang family members. Isn't that right, brother?"

"Hehe, I don't have a sister as bold as you." She calls me brother when she needs help, and calls me Uncle Yang when she wants to act cool. You are really my good niece!

Yang Lie smiled, took the melon seeds and went out, looking at the citizens who were still queuing up to buy them. The snow was a little heavy, but no one left.

Next to me, a couple who had bought a lot of things were talking excitedly: "Nier, we can have a happy holiday today. There are so many things here. If I had money, I would buy some more."

"Yes, look at how good the hot water bottle is. Just fill it with hot water and use it. The children won't be afraid of being cold anymore."

"Of course, the shoes are nice too, they're Liberation shoes, non-slip so you don't have to worry about falling. Best of all, they have fur, so they're warm. Although they're a bit pricey, they'll last you several days!"

"It would be great if this black market could be open forever, but it's a pity that it's only open tonight." As they said this, they both felt regretful and decided to send the goods there and advertise to see if any of their neighbors needed them so that they could come and buy them too.

"I hope the police don't come. I did a good deed. Otherwise, how could I have bought so many good things?"

"Those police officers have no idea how hard it is for ordinary people like us. We need tickets for everything. Life is impossible. Fortunately, there is this black market."

Yang Lie, a policeman, touched his nose and felt a little complicated as he watched him and his wife leave side by side covered in snow. Even though their backs were bent, they were still happy.

Yang Zhaozhao was in a complicated mood. He didn't expect to be discovered.

I said that the figure was familiar, and it turned out that I was not mistaken, it was Yang Lie.

He came to buy a bag of melon seeds without showing any emotion and exposed himself. Was he trying to show off the success of his sting operation?

Thinking about the consequences, Yang Zhaozhao gritted his teeth and decided to sell it. He would pay off the debt first and deal with it later. He would just live one day at a time. At worst, if he got caught, he would just behave himself in prison.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhaozhao perked up: "There aren't many stocks left. Hurry up if you want to buy. Once they're sold out, they'll be gone!"

After she called out, those who were still hesitant lost their rationality and bought flour, no matter whether it was Fuqiang or Red Star, or the brand, as long as it was flour.

Noodles are also taken in bundles, and rice, whether long or round, as long as it is rice, is taken.

No matter whether the grits porridge is fine or coarse, as long as it is grain, they want it. The most important thing is to be full.

The shop was supposed to close at 10pm, but too many people kept coming, so Yang Zhaozhao had no choice but to continue selling goods. He counted money until his hands cramped and he didn't even have a chance to drink water.

Yang Zhaozhao's bladder was about to explode from holding her urine.

After the last customer left, Yang Zhaozhao gave Wang Xiaowei and the others their wages. Each of them was given a bag of flour, two large red sausages, a pound of meat, a bag of toffee and a bag of chocolate.

Wang Xiaowei and his friends were very grateful. Seeing that there were still a lot of goods, they bought some as well. Yang Zhaozhao paid them, and they returned home with a full load.

Wang Xiaowei said, "Next time there's something good like this, please come to me again. I'd be happy to work for you."

Yang Zhaozhao smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid of being caught?"

Wang Xiaowei shook his head.

Yang Zhaozhao's smile remained unchanged: "But I'm afraid that someone will rob the warehouse. Do you know what I mean?"

Wang Xiaowei's face changed. "I... I'm just curious. I really didn't steal anything. I only had the key because I was afraid that my sister might accidentally drop it and not be able to open the warehouse door."

Wang Xiaowei didn't expect that he would be discovered. He regretted it deeply: "Sister, I was wrong. Please give me a chance to change. Every time I open the door, I find that the warehouse is empty. I can't steal even if I want to!"

"That was because I had foresight and knew it was unsafe. Otherwise, I wouldn't even know you emptied it." Yang Zhaozhao said coldly, "I can help you make money, but only if you don't have any other thoughts. It's obvious that you have ulterior motives."

Dare to speak, Wang Xiaowei slapped himself: "Sister, forgive me!"

Yang Zhaozhao: “…”

Li Yiling's face darkened: "Don't think you can be forgiven by just slapping her. You betrayed her trust, you deserve to die."

Wang Xiaowei was frightened and took out a knife from his pocket. Li Yiling thought he was going to hurt Yang Zhaozhao, so he took a step forward with his long legs and blocked Yang Zhaozhao behind him.

Yang Zhaozhao looked at the reliable back and felt safe instantly.

"I admit my mistake, sister, brother, please give me a chance." Wang Xiaowei hit his left hand fiercely and decisively, ready to make amends with one finger.

The next moment, someone grabbed my wrist and the knife fell to the ground.

Wang Xiaowei looked at Li Yiling desperately, who was trying to stop him from expressing his opinion. "Brother, isn't one finger enough for me to punish you? How about two?"

Yang Zhaozhao saw Wang Xiaowei's determination to change his ways and said, "Forget it. This won't happen again. If something like this happens again, I will never use you again."

Wang Xiaowei's eyes were filled with tears. The 17 or 18-year-old boy couldn't help crying: "Wow, thank you, thank you so much, I won't be tempted by you again!"

Yang Zhaozhao patted his shoulder and said, "Go ahead. You've worked hard these past few days. I'll contact you if I need anything."

Wang Xiaowei nodded with emotion and left with a few young men, all of whom were his good friends. They also witnessed what happened.

I know that if I follow Yang Zhaozhao from now on, I must not have any bad intentions.

After they left, Yang Zhaozhao packed up the goods and looked at the man smoking against a bare tree not far away, and sighed.

What is meant to come will come.