After accepting the property left to her by Sun Qing, Shen Mu Ning locked the courtyard gate again. She was going to the countryside and wouldn't be able to return for at least three years.
Fortunately, there are few people and factories around this courtyard, so it has been preserved and has not been encroached upon. I just need to come back after I get into university, tidy it up, and then register the change of ownership of the courtyard.
After leaving the house, Shen Mu Ning headed straight south, determined to locate the black market in a high-traffic area.
After walking through several streets, there were finally more pedestrians on the road.
After passing state-run restaurants and department stores, Shen Mu Ning finally saw a supply and marketing cooperative. She still didn't know the specific prices of grain, so she had to check the prices at the cooperative first.
Using his mental power to surround the entire supply and marketing cooperative, he quickly learned that rice and wheat flour were both 20 cents a pound, and cornmeal was 15 cents a pound. These were prices that required ration coupons, and he could sell them for double or more on the black market.
After learning the price, Shen Mu Ning used her mental power to search for the black market. Her mental power ability was now at level three, which could cover an area of about one mile in radius, so she quickly found the black market.
Goodness, the owner of this black market is quite something. The black market is only two alleys away from the police station, a real blind spot.
Shen Mu Ning quickly found a corner, put the basket of corn flour on her back, and divided the corn flour into five-pound bags so that she could easily calculate the accounts and collect the money later.
With her basket slung over her shoulder, Chen Mu Ning strode quickly toward the entrance to the black market.
Just as she was about to enter the black market, a young man in his early twenties with dark skin, dressed in a dark blue cotton-linen outfit, suddenly reached out and stopped Shen Mu Ning. "What are you doing?"
Shen Mu Ning instantly understood that these were people sent by the black market to guard the entrance and exit. Once they discovered someone checking, they would inform the people inside the black market.
Shen Mu Ning withdrew from her defensive stance. "Selling things."
The gatekeeper glanced at Shen Mu Ning's basket and said, "One cent."
Shen Mu Ning took out a dime and handed it to him, which was then put in.
Entering the black market, I saw many stalls selling things, but only a few selling grain. Everyone was very quiet, and even when bargaining, they spoke in hushed tones.
Withdrawing her gaze from the survey, Shen Mu Ning put down her basket at a crossroads. This was the location she had chosen after observing the area; people coming and going would pass through this intersection, and it was a convenient thoroughfare, so she could easily run there if needed.
Shen Mu Ning opened a bag of cornmeal so that passersby would notice. She had only been sitting down for less than two minutes when an older woman carrying a vegetable basket walked by the stall. The woman's eyes were glued to the cornmeal.
She approached the stall, examined the quality of the cornmeal carefully, and asked the price directly: "Young man, how much is your cornmeal?"
"Cornmeal is free, 40 cents a pound, a bag of five pounds costs two dollars."
The auntie's face fell immediately upon hearing Shen Mu Ning's price. "Four cents! Young man, you need to be honest. The supply and marketing cooperative only sells it for fifteen cents. This is too expensive. You need to lower the price."
Shen Mu Ning was not going to lower the price. "Auntie, the supply and marketing cooperative requires invoices, and the quality is not even half as good as what I sell. This is the price, I will not lower it."
Upon hearing this, the woman immediately began to cry and plead, "Young man, my family isn't well-off either. It's just that my eldest grandson wants to eat something nicer. Please give me a discount."
Shen Mu Ning remained unmoved. If she weren't trying to raise some money by selling cornmeal, she wouldn't sell it even for 50 cents, given the quality of her cornmeal.
"Auntie, are you going to buy it or not? If you're not going to buy it, move aside so we can buy it." In the short time that Shen Mu Ning and the auntie exchanged a few words, quite a few more people noticed the high-quality cornmeal and lined up behind it.
"That's right, that's right! Auntie, if you're not going to buy it, let us buy it! We think there's not enough cornmeal." The people behind kept urging them on.
Seeing that Shen Mu Ning wouldn't budge and that the people behind her kept urging her on, the aunt had no choice but to give her two yuan and then put the cornmeal in her own cloth bag and left.
"Your cornmeal comes in a five-pound bag, and it's two yuan, right?" Everyone behind knew the price, so those who wanted to buy it readily paid and took their goods.
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