Chapter 595 The Black Market Begins
Using cemeteries to run a black market does require a lot of talent. However, the wisdom of the ancient Chinese was still very high. The feng shui of the cemeteries of important figures is also good, and the locations are even better. This is the fourth year of the apocalypse, and earthquakes and floods have been avoided because the terrain is high and there is less mud and water here.
It is indeed a treasure land.
It was not until the fragrant smell of barbecue came, and at the corner, there were bright lights, a warm campfire, and low voices of conversation, that Jingshu knew that they had arrived.
The view suddenly widened. Several people were squatting at the door, setting up a stove and grilling skewers with the familiar fan, while eating the squeezed and synthesized barbecue. Just smelling it, it was not bad. What was rare was that it had been four years since the end of the world, and there was still the aroma of chili powder. The imperial capital really had a lot of good things. This made Jingshu start to look forward to today's black market.
"Qiangzi, here you are. Do you want to eat? 30 virtual coins per string. At least meet the minimum consumption." The squatting middle-aged uncle immediately stood up and handed over three strings of meat with several colors spliced together.
Fan Jianqiang shook his head in disgust. "I'm not saying anything, Uncle Lu, but who knows where you got those mixed meats from? They taste good, but I almost vomited the last time I ate a knuckle."
"It was a mistake, it was a mistake, a random intrusion. You know we don't eat that kind of meat. I guarantee it's qualified and regular meat. Oh, you brought people with you. Let's have a skewer of meat. Smell it, how delicious is it?"
Uncle Lu smiled awkwardly and brought the barbecue closer. This was his usual trick. Although most people who could come to the black market were not short of food, there were not many people who could eat meat regularly, let alone such delicious barbecue.
Fan Jianqiang swallowed his saliva. It tasted delicious, but he was disgusted by it last time. He thought about it and decided to give that guy some face. How about paying the minimum consumption? Then he said to Jingshu and the others, "I'll treat you guys."
Jingshu's mouth had long been spoiled, and Song Bin was frightened when he heard about knuckles. At this moment, the two shook their heads: "No, we have already eaten, thank you."
"Forget it, let's go, it's time to start." Fan Jianqiang shrugged, and it saved him some money.
Jingshu paused and asked Uncle Lu, "Don't you want to sprinkle some cumin? It will be more fragrant with some cumin."
Uncle Lu smiled bitterly and said, "The seasoning is too hard to find. The cost of the meat isn't high, the key is the salt and chili powder used for curing, not to mention the other seasonings."
Jingshu nodded thoughtfully. It seemed that some of the seasonings she brought today were very precious. In the black market, there was no shortage of common ingredients and daily necessities. From the way these people were dressed and their weight, it could be seen that they were not the skinny people on the street. They looked more like normal people before the apocalypse.
Jingshu and Song Bin followed Fan Jianqiang to the core area of the cemetery. There were bonfires burning all around the hall, and several areas were separated by fences. There were a lot of things placed on the platform in the middle, and some were pushed in on carts. It was really dazzling and there was everything.
After Fan Jianqiang greeted a dozen people familiarly, he walked to the area of silver members.
In fact, the cemetery, which is also the entrance to the black market, may be the class treatment. Their silver members have to bend over to enter the back field. Now and then, someone comes in from the wide main entrance with a red carpet in the front.
"Only gold members and above can enter through the main gate. Once inside, there are round tables, snacks and tea, as well as a place to rest. Let's just stand here." Fan Jianqiang looked at the bigwigs coming in and out with some envy.
"Are there any restrictions on trading items? For example, silver members can't trade expensive items?"
Jingshu suddenly asked, although Jun Bao said that the black market here can be traded with confidence and is protected, besides, she is not from the imperial capital, and she will return to Wucheng soon. She is not afraid, but she is afraid that she will fall in love with something and cannot trade it, which will be a pain in the ass.
Fan Jianqiang sneered: "Valuable items? As long as people like your things, it's not a problem. Of course, the more precious the items, the more taxes you pay, and this tax... can't be paid with a few skewers of meat." He was quite arrogant.
It was also Jun Bao's fault for not explaining it clearly. He just casually told him to bring his men to the black market for a look.
Since we are just strolling around,
Is it to see the world? I heard that there is one who is from Wucheng Township. Maybe she is Jun Bao's old lover? Fan Jianqiang turned his head and looked at Jingshu carefully again, shaking his head vigorously. Damn his face blindness, he couldn't tell whether this woman was beautiful or ugly. In his face blindness, all women in the world look the same, and all men look the same.
A long time ago, he and Jun Bao were both listed as objects of ridicule for being disabled.
Never mind. After all, Jun Bao introduced me here, so I'll give him some face. So Fan Jianqiang said to Jing Shu, "Silver members have to spend a minimum of 200 virtual coins or equivalent items per entry. If you find something you like, let me know. I'll give it to you within this price."
Look at how arrogant he is. Jingshu looked at Fan Jianqiang with his head held high, as if to say, "Mr. Zhao will pay for everything today." The same aura.
Very stylish.
"Are people in the imperial capital so stylish?" Jingshu asked quietly.
Song Bin whispered, "You're so proud of yourself, you big-tailed wolf."
Jingshu suppressed her laughter and nodded seriously: "Thank you in advance."
It’s begun, it’s finally begun.
The big boss area for gold members and the screen area for diamond members are now occupied.
"Hello everyone, I am Gong Huwei, the president of the Accord Trading Club. Ladies, please just call me Lao Gong, and gentlemen, please call me President Gong.
I'm also the host of today's trade fair, so today, we'll stick to the usual rules: barter, bartering, and other trading methods. Simply state your needs, whether buying or selling, and we'll handle the rest. "Old Gong, a middle-aged, bald, and somewhat comical man, said this with a touch of humor," he said.
"How annoying! You just take advantage of others."
"I think you just want to take advantage of it."
Old Gong took the loud speaker and took the lead in showing everyone the various supplies on the display shelf today so that everyone could have an idea.
When Jingshu thought that the auction or bidding would start as usual, she was surprised that President Gong actually invited the diamond tycoons from the screen area to come out first. He said, "We can't let our distinguished guests wait too long. Let's first take a look at the needs of the guests in the diamond area."
Oh, Jingshu thought the auction would start with bronze ones.
Isn’t the highlight always yet to come?
Is this black market going to be a blast right from the start? Oh yeah, we can't keep the bosses waiting too long.
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