Just after turning a corner, she saw a small bungalow opposite the dead tree. She was delighted. Hey, I found it.
She observed and saw two men pretending to be smoking at the door, but they were actually guarding the door!
She stepped back, saw that there was no one around, slipped into the space, and quickly put on makeup. She was not tall, only 163cm tall. Even if she wore insoles, it would be too difficult for her to pretend to be a man. It would be better to pretend to be a woman!
After finishing the painting, she found a wig and gloves and put them on. She wrapped a towel around her waist to make herself look stronger. The clothes she wore were so white from washing that they had several patches on them.
If placed in a crowd, this is the image of a simple working woman.
She took out a backpack and put three semiconductors, ten Shanghai watches, fifteen Plum watches, five Patek Philippe watches, and thirty Hero pens in it.
She didn't take any grain. The space was filled with high-quality rice. In this era, grains were dusty and sandy, and of poor quality. Was she taking it out as an example?
The key point is that it’s only a few cents per pound. Even though her waist is broken, she still can’t make much money from the sales and can’t do such tiring work!
She covered herself with a rag and planned to explore the market first. After feeling that there was no one around, she left the space.
He coughed twice to clear his throat and walked towards the small bungalow.
When she reached the door, she consciously paid three cents to the gatekeeper. Everyone likes to be polite, so the two men opened the door for her warmly.
It looked like a small market inside, with all kinds of things for sale, including rice, flour, noodles, defective cloth, hens, vegetables, and pork fat. Jiang Yan observed calmly and walked around a few times to get a clear idea of the prices.
No tickets are required on the black market, and prices are generally two or three times more expensive than outside. For example, pork fat costs 50 cents in the supply and marketing cooperative, but 1.56 yuan on the black market. Rice costs 20 or 30 cents, but 80 or 90 cents on the black market.
After understanding the market situation, she had a rough idea in her mind and walked straight towards the burly man who was running back and forth.
Is it okay to wander around here?
They are all capable of taking charge.
She took out a pack of Qinjian cigarettes from her pocket, but she was reluctant to give him one, as it cost several cents! She felt bad.
Jiang Yan opened several cigarettes and walked up to the sturdy man, handing him one with a smile. The sturdy man was a little surprised, as it was the first time he saw a woman giving him a cigarette.
He reached out to take it, and said in a good tone: "Is there nothing you want in this black market?"
After all, he makes a living from this business, so he keeps an eye on who comes in and what moves they make!
Otherwise, the black market might be taken over and your job would be ruined.
Jiang Yan smiled innocently: "Brother, do you want some? I have some on hand!"
This made the strong man feel strange. She was wearing tattered clothes. What good stuff could she have?
However, seeing that she was buying thrifty cigarettes, he patiently asked, "Big sister! What kind of stuff?"
Jiang Yan looked around, and the sturdy man reacted and said with a smile: "Come with me!"
They came and went freely in the black market and had their own hideouts. They took Jiang Yan around a corner and came to the courtyard.
"Big sister, that's enough! No one's here, what do you want to sell?"
Jiang Yan put down her backpack, uncovered the rag on it, and looked at the semiconductor watches and other items inside. These were all hot-selling items that could not be bought even with money!
This factory can't issue one industrial invoice for a year or two, and some people have to save up for several years before getting married.
Even though the sturdy man had seen a lot of the world, he was still surprised by Jiang Yan's generosity.
He said solemnly: "Hey, sister, look at you, you are too low-key. Wait a minute, I will find someone to manage your money. You have found the right person."
The black market is huge, but the goods are limited! Jiang Yan is here to give money.
He arranged for Jiang Yan to sit down, served her tea and melon seeds, and then hurried out.
Jiang Yan had sharp senses. She observed her surroundings and felt relieved when she saw that there was no danger.
The sturdy man was so excited that he was incoherent, shouting, "Third Master, where are you! We have a big customer coming, hurry up, bring your little treasury!"
The man in the small house wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and looked to be in his forties. He was gentle and easy-going. He didn't look like a black marketeer but more like a government official.
The fact that everyone calls him Third Master shows that he is a ruthless person.
Hearing the strong man's voice, he said without even raising his head: "You are so irritable and not decent!"
The strong man saw him and panted, "Third Master, here comes the big business!"
Qin San didn't care: "What kind of stuff?"
He has trained a lot of subordinates, so not everything requires him to be involved.
The sturdy man scratched his head: "Third Master, I saw several Patek Philippes!"
Just as he finished speaking, he saw Qin Shan rushing out, and a voice came from far away: "Why don't you leave!"
"Third Master, wait for me." The strong man hurriedly followed.
Jiang Yan didn't wait for two minutes before she saw Qin San coming. Unexpectedly, he was a middle-aged man.
Aren’t all the characters in novels old men who are easy to fool?
Go to her and find an old fox.
No matter who it is, don't try to pluck her hair, she only takes in and never gives out.
Qin San was a little surprised to see Jiang Yan. He didn't expect her to be such a simple-looking woman.
However, if you can find black market transactions, they are not as honest as they appear.
He showed his signature smile: "What's your name, sister? I'm Qin San, the person in charge of the black market here. Is this the goods you want to sell?"
Qin San looked at the goods in her backpack. Both semiconductors and watches were in short supply.
He hasn't had such a large supply for a long time!
Not to mention that Shanghai brand watches are hard to find, Patek Philippe is even more expensive than before. There is no shortage of rich people in any era.
What do rich people care about? Face? Wearing this watch is a symbol of status.
Jiang Yan's expression was just right: "My name is Li Xiuer, I live in a production brigade near Shanghai. My eldest brother is in the transport team. I heard that my third brother is good at paying. Now that I'm short of money, I came to find you."
These are just polite words, Qin San can guarantee that none of them are true.
But those have nothing to do with him; what matters to him is the goods.
If you don’t make money when you have it, you’re a bastard!
He smiled cheerfully: "Then you have come to the right place. The goods are good and I will not let you suffer a loss on the price."
Jiang Yan stood up: "Then you test it!"
Qin San stepped forward and took the Patek Philippe from the basket, his face full of grief, as it was worth several hundred dollars.
Can't you just find a box? Why do you have to throw it into this broken basket? How stupid! What if it gets scratched?
As one of the high-end Swiss brands, Patek Philippe was quite expensive in the 1970s. An ordinary watch cost more than one hundred yuan, while a Patek Philippe cost five or six hundred yuan.
An average family could not afford one piece even if they worked hard all their lives.
Qin San checked carefully and found that the parts were intact and brand new. Jiang Yan was not afraid at all. Her mother was really reliable!
Maybe she had some kind of precognitive dream and learned that she was going to travel through time, so she stockpiled things according to the specifications of the era.
No matter how hard it is, you can’t let your daughter suffer.
Qin San asked the strong man to take out the things in the backpack. He checked them one by one and found that they were all good stuff.
His face was almost smiling like a chrysanthemum: "Big sister, I am also an open-minded person. You come here because you trust me. Let me tell you, I won't let you suffer any loss. I will give you 500 yuan for the Patek Philippe, 120 yuan for the Shanghai watch, 130 yuan for the Plum watch, 60 yuan for the semiconductor, and 15 yuan for the pen."
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