Meng Zhiyu pointed at the weight slip and said, "The butcher and I should be from the same village. Our village is poor, and we only have one beam scale, so..."
The lame man nodded in understanding, calculated the weight of all the fruits, paid the money, picked up the basket and left.
Meng Zhiyu left the black market and walked into the woods carrying a basket on his back. This was an open black market with no entrance fee, so the security level was naturally lower.
Meng Zhiyu found an empty space next to a big tree and laid out date cakes, ten strips of pork and ten fish.
While waiting, Wangcai was choosing a steelyard in the store. He was puzzled. "Host, if you don't know how to use a steelyard, why did you buy it?"
Meng Zhiyu looked around and picked a medium-sized one, spending fifteen gold coins. Hearing this, he said, "If you don't know how to do it, just learn. I was wrong before. Posting notes once or twice is okay, but if you do it too often, people will definitely notice you."
I bought a beam scale and looked for related books in the library. While waiting for the transaction, I read books and learned how to use the beam scale.
"Hello, how much are these date cakes with meat?" A familiar voice came from above.
Meng Zhiyu looked up at Li Tingman, who was covering her face with a cloth. The corners of his mouth twitched. He had never expected to meet her here. After all, she was a wealthy person. "Date cakes are one yuan a pound, pork is eighty cents, and fish is forty cents."
Li Tingman carried a few fish and looked at them. They were all very fresh. She came to the black market not for any other reason, but because it was quieter and more convenient. In the supply and marketing cooperatives or department stores, not only were the prices high, but it was not certain that they could be bought.
Although the black market is shady, you can buy things that you can't buy outside. This time, in addition to buying these foods, she also wanted to try her luck and see if there were any gold jewelry for sale.
I bought a fish, a piece of pork, and a pound of date cakes, paid for them, put them in my backpack, and walked away to continue wandering.
Meng Zhiyu also had some understanding of why she came here. After all, she was a strong entrepreneurial woman in her previous life. She must know which things would appreciate in value in the future. Those things could not be sold anywhere else, but they could be found on the black market.
By the time she was able to use the beam scale skillfully, there were only two fish and a few date cakes left in her backpack.
Meng Zhiyu walked around other stalls to get a feel for the prices, then traded the two fish for some millet and left the grove.
On the way, Meng Zhiyu took out a fish and five pounds of pork while avoiding people. Anyway, there was still a day off tomorrow, so he could take out more then.
Meng Zhiyu first went into the space to change her clothes and remove her makeup, sent the letter, bought two meat buns, and then went back to find the ox cart.
While eating a bun, I passed by a place with few people, and heard someone shouting behind me, "Auntie Meng, Auntie Meng, save me, Auntie Meng."
Although he wasn't calling her, Meng Zhiyu's instinct and curiosity drove her to look back.
I saw a boy being held in the arms of a middle-aged woman with his mouth covered. The child punched and kicked the woman, and used his hands to pry open the woman's hands that were covering his mouth.
The woman was probably irritated and punched the boy hard on the head.
Just when the woman let go of her hand that was covering the boy's mouth, Meng Zhiyu looked closely and saw that this was Tuwa. Didn't he come with Mrs. Zhao?
Tuwa's mouth was freed and he screamed even louder, "Meng Yu, save me, please, save me, she is a bad person."
It turned out to be Meng Yu, not Aunt Meng. Although this poor kid was not liked by others, she would not sit idly by and watch him being taken away by a stranger.
She is not a saint, she just wants to avoid feeling uneasy for the rest of her life.
Also, this naughty kid shouted the wrong lines, how is she supposed to act?
Meng Zhiyu complained in his heart, but walked over and patted Tuwa's head. "You naughty kid, why are you so ignorant? Didn't I tell you before not to run around? Don't run around, don't run around, and you just didn't listen."
Tuwa stretched out a hand and grabbed her clothes tightly. Although he was scolded, he knew that he was saving her.
The woman looked at Meng Zhiyu warily, "Who are you?"
Her right hand silently touched her lower back. Meng Zhiyu's heart skipped a beat, and her body tensed uncontrollably. Her expression remained unchanged, one of anxiety. "I'm this poor child's aunt. Her mother is at home in confinement after childbirth, and this child insisted on coming to the county town with her. But while I was shopping, this child disappeared."
Meng Zhiyu patted his chest, a look of fear on his face. "Luckily nothing happened, otherwise I don't know how to explain it to her parents."
He thanked the woman, then grabbed Tuwa's ear and said, "Come back with me quickly. Your uncle is still looking for you up ahead. You damned child, I'm going to give you a good beating when I get back."
As he said this, he turned around and was about to leave with the earthen doll in his hand. At this moment, the woman stopped him and said, "Stop."
At the same time, two ferocious young men appeared in front of Meng Zhiyu, blocking his way.
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