In fact, Shen Qingli arrived a little late today. Usually, the most people come to the black market at dawn.
Shen Qingli turned around roughly.
There are not many people selling grain, probably because of the autumn harvest.
I heard from regular customers in the black market that the price of grain is the lowest after the autumn harvest every year.
Shen Qingli thought that after the autumn harvest, she would go to the black market to stock up some food in preparation for the division of the family.
After walking around, Shen Qingli went straight to a young man selling pork.
"How much is pork?" Shen Qingli asked.
"Pork is one dollar and fifty cents with a ticket, and three dollars and fifty cents without a ticket." The young man raised his eyes and said.
"So expensive?" Shen Qingli frowned.
I didn’t expect that the price of pork on the black market would double.
"Is this a good pig?" Shen Qingli asked after looking at the pork in the young man's backpack.
Could this pig have died of disease?
"Comrade, don't worry, the quality of the pork is absolutely fine. This pig was raised secretly by my family. In order to avoid being discovered, we slaughtered it before it was ready for sale."
The young man picked up all the cloth covering the backpack.
"If you don't believe me, just look at how bright the color of this pork is!"
Shen Qingli looked at the pork carefully and it certainly didn't look like the meat of a sick pig.
Most people of this era are simple and honest, and even those who work in the black market are unlikely to lie about the quality of the goods.
Besides, there are no water-injected pigs or anything like that now. Apart from being careful about dead sick pigs, there is actually nothing else to pay attention to.
"Do you still have ribs, big bone sticks, etc.?" Shen Qingli asked after looking through the pork.
"Yes, there is, but..." the young man said with some embarrassment.
"But what?"
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