Chapter 52
In the morning, I came back from letting the cattle out.
Su Qingci skipped towards the village entrance.
Today, while she has some free time, she plans to go to the town to see Old Wei.
It's been so long, he must have eaten most of his food.
Send him something, and see if you can get some antiques to test the problem of space and time.
"Hey, bring honor to the family?"
"Won't you grow taller just by eating?"
"What are you going to do?"
"What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to town."
"Me too."
Song Jingzhou squinted his eyes at Su Qingci and said sarcastically, "How can this be such a coincidence?"
Su Qingci rolled her eyes and looked past him, "Why are you everywhere?"
Song Jingzhou pushed his bicycle forward two steps and said, "Come on, I was just wondering if you were following me.
Su Qingci said unhappily, "Yes, I was attracted by your beauty and followed you."
"Tsk~ Stop dreaming."
"Are you serious? You're so beautiful, but I'm telling you, I can't even look at your white-cut chicken figure."
“What is white-cut chicken?”
"Baiqieji means a man with pale skin, no muscles, and very thin, just like boiled chicken. To put it bluntly, he is a bit effeminate."
Song Jingzhou paused, pulled open his collar to look at his chest, and touched his crew cut.
"Who is the one who boiled the chicken? You are the one who boiled the chicken. I am very manly, all muscles."
Su Qingci paused, turned around and looked him up and down, "I don't believe it."
"Unless you take it off and show it to me."
Song Jingzhou's face flushed red, "You, you, female hooligan."
A quiet path with branches on both sides constantly receding.
Song Jingzhou was pedaling his bike while complaining to Su Qingci who was sitting on the back seat.
"You're a debtor, so why are you so arrogant towards me, your creditor?"
Su Qingci fiddled with the wildflowers in her hand. "What's wrong? In our place, the debtor is the uncle, and the creditor is the grandson."
"I'm telling you, be nice to me, or I might default on my debt."
"Okay, sir."
"Here I am. I'm going to run some errands. I'll be back in the afternoon, so I'll wait at the town entrance."
"Be on time. I won't wait for you if it's too late."
"I know, I know."
"Wait a moment."
Su Qingci grabbed Song Jingzhou and whispered, "Where are you going? Didn't you say last time that the black market was raided?"
"Is it open again?"
"Why, what do you want to do?"
"Take me there. I want to look at watches and bicycles."
Song Jingzhou looked Su Qingci up and down. "You owe me a lot of money, and now you still have money to buy a watch and a bicycle?"
“Pay back the money!!”
Su Qingci choked, "The money I owe you is for living expenses, specifically for food, and it's all used up."
"This money is for my family to buy things for me. It's my dowry. I definitely can't use it for food."
"I'm not a spendthrift. If I eat it all, my family will break my legs."
"Alright, alright, your money will definitely not be less. Come on, take me to see it."
Song Jingzhou took Su Qingci and walked through many twists and turns into an alley, where they met several groups of people who were out on the go.
Su Qingci could see from the most basic point that the old man sweeping the floor at the entrance of the alley and the few idle men playing cards in the alley were all very vigilant.
After entering the black market, Song Jingzhou grabbed Su Qingci's collar and asked, "Where are you going?"
"Do you think people would sell the stuff you want?"
"Come with me."
They found Wang Gang, a person in charge in the market, and the two explained their purpose. Song Jingzhou asked Su Qingci to follow him to choose.
Wang Gang took Su Qingci into a small office, opened a safe, took out a small brocade box, opened it, put it on the table and pushed it towards Su Qingci.
"We're not a big city here."
"Forget about Rolex, Omega, or anything like that."
"I can't get it even if you have money."
"I have a few here, mostly made in China, take a look and see if you like any."
Wang Gang pointed at the watches in the box and introduced them, "Here, there's a Tianjin brand, a Beijing watch, a Shanghai brand, and even a Sandor."
"Except for this piece of sand which is brand new, the others have some wear and tear."
Su Qingci picked them up one by one and looked at them. Most of them were made of all steel and manually wound.
"How much is the price?"
"From the left, in order, the Tianjin brand is 215, the Beijing brand is 258, the Shanghai brand is 288, and the brand new Santo is a bit more expensive, 368."
Su Qingci couldn't tell what was good and what was bad. As a cattle herder, she didn't need to show off. It was enough for her to be able to look good normally. There was no need to use such good things.
Finally, I chose the cheapest Tianjin brand and sold it for 198 after bargaining.
"Do you have a bicycle?"
"We don't have bicycles, but if you want them, we can keep an eye out for them, or get them from somewhere else."
"I want one, but I don't want a men's 28-inch bicycle. I want a women's one."
She had tried Song Jingzhou's bicycle, and it turned out that with her height of less than 1.6 meters, she couldn't reach the pedals.
Even if she stood on the horizontal bar, her crotch would still be stuck.
"That's not easy to find."
"Well, I'll keep an eye on it, and you can try your luck again later."
After Su Qingci left the office, she went straight out of the black market.
She had nothing to sell or buy.
While Song Jingzhou was out doing business, he quickly went to see Old Wei.
Looking at the time, it was almost noon, and Su Qingci planned to go directly to No. 17 Niuxiang Port.
I found a secluded alley and entered the farm, then stuffed things into my backpack: the most basic rice, noodles, some side dishes, two chickens, and a fish.
There is no pork, she hasn't killed it yet.
Thinking of the thin Congcong, Su Qingci took a can of imported youth milk powder.
I looked at the tin can and it was all in English. I guess not many people could understand it.
However, she was still careful to erase important information such as the place of origin and date.
I packed some small tomatoes, tangerines and other small fruits.
I tried it and it weighed about 80 or 90 kilograms.
Then he hurried towards Niuxiang Port.
Old Wei was very surprised to see Su Qingci. He looked outside the door vigilantly and then pulled her in.
"Why are you here?"
"I thought you guys should have almost finished your food, so I came to see you."
Su Qingci said as she took something out of the table.
Old Wei looked at the things on the table and swallowed subconsciously.
His eyes swept over his grandson who was pulling at his trouser legs at his feet.
Congcong is still very thin, but his complexion is obviously much better than before.
"Is this malted milk?"
Su Qingci shook her head. "This is much better than malted milk. This is called milk powder."
"Children eat this to nourish their bodies and improve their immunity. It's an imported foreign product."
"Even in big cities like Shanghai and Kyoto, you can't buy it even if you have money. You need foreign currency."
"Usually, only high-ranking officials and wealthy families would be willing to give some to their pampered children who are weak in constitution."
After hearing what Su Qingci said, Old Wei couldn't bear to put down the milk powder in his arms.
A hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes, but he quickly made up his mind.
Dong Dong Dong ran into the inner room, stuffed the milk powder under the quilt, and crawled under the bed nimbly.
After dragging out the debris from under the bed and digging up the layer of soil on the ground, a wooden board mixed with mud was revealed.
Below is a small cellar.
After a while, Su Qingci opened her mouth in shock as she looked at the huge thing that Old Wei was carrying up.
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