"The black market in the south is much more blatant than in the north."
That's true; Southerners are generally more shrewd and like to be meticulous in their calculations.
Northerners are relatively more rugged and easygoing.
In addition, the South was far from the power center in the North, so it was less affected by the movement.
After the reform and opening up, the South quickly opened up new opportunities, which is why there were many wealthy merchants in the South in later generations.
The black market is actually quite similar to doing business, so it's understandable that I was able to find it so easily.
Those were the years before the black market was strictly regulated.
Gu Yunyang found a secluded spot to enter the base's spatial dimension, disguised himself, and came out with a basket on his back, heading towards the back of the grain depot.
Under two mango trees, we were stopped by two bearded men.
"Buy." Gu Yunyang spoke fluent Cantonese, acting as if he were a regular at the black market.
The two men didn't stop them anymore, and simply said, "Four cents."
It's really expensive, even more expensive than the black market in Beijing.
But Gu Yunyang still took out four cents and handed them to the other party.
He's been to the black market many times and knows it like the back of his hand.
After paying the money, I wasn't bothered and got in smoothly.
Before even entering, I could hear suppressed sounds. Listening closely, I could hear voices asking for prices and haggling.
The black market in the south is indeed audacious.
They dare to drive it in broad daylight.
The black market in the capital city doesn't open until after 10:30 pm, or even in the early hours of the morning.
Once inside, I found the place to be quite spacious and interconnected.
This is for security reasons; if someone comes to investigate, they can simply run away in any direction.
Gu Yunyang didn't care about these things. He had spatial abilities, and there shouldn't be anyone in the world who could catch him.
Unless he doesn't resist and willingly lets himself be arrested.
Gu Yunyang looked around, intending to see what kind of things were being sold.
He just came in for a quick look, as a cover.
After going outside, I took the things out.
His base space is full of these things, even several large pots.
When he was in the capital, he bought those large iron pots used for earthen stoves at supply and marketing cooperatives and department stores, the kind used for stir-frying large pots of vegetables.
As a result, Gu Yunyang spotted a familiar face while looking out.
"Gu Changsong? What brings him here?"
Yesterday, he had contact with all three of his cousins.
My eldest cousin, Gu Changbai, is a bit dull and has a simple personality.
My second cousin doesn't talk much, but he's not exactly honest; you'd say he's a bit of a brooding flirt.
He looks honest and simple, but he's actually very cunning.
On the contrary, my third cousin seems to be very clever and smart, but in reality, he only shows a little bit of cunning.
That makes sense, he's not very old and hasn't seen much of the world.
Even a little cleverness is enough to make parents proud.
Gu Yunyang was wearing makeup, so she wasn't worried about being recognized.
The two were not familiar with each other to begin with. If Gu Changsong hadn't been so clumsy in his disguise and Gu Yunyang hadn't been so knowledgeable, they might not have recognized each other.
"Let's look at the other things first. If there's meat, we can buy some too."
Although he had no shortage of meat, Gu Yunyang still planned to openly spend money to buy some, so that no one would find out if it went on for too long.
Gu Yunyang looked around and found that this black market sold a pretty complete range of things, including domestic chickens, ducks and geese. Gu Yunyang asked about the prices and spent five yuan each to buy a pair of geese.
"The stewed goose in an iron pot and the roast goose both taste pretty good."
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