After chatting with Aunt Liu for a while, her son arrived.
When Jia Yue saw the person, she was startled. It was none other than the person she had met at the black market.
"Jiayue, this is my son, Liu Shan, the third son. This is Xu Jiayue, a comrade I just met."
Liu Shan, Liu Sanzi, really is...
With a family like his, how could he be involved in the black market?
But thinking about it, it's understandable. People who can get involved in the black market, or rather, make a lot of money in the black market, must have a powerful family background.
Of course, under normal circumstances, ordinary people would only regard Liu Shan as someone who buys things, and he probably wouldn't be the one to sell things. Even if he were discovered by acquaintances, everyone would come to the black market to buy things, let alone the second brother.
It was just that Jia Yue was perceptive and noticed his unusual behavior.
Jia Yue: "Hello, Comrade Liu."
Liu Shan naturally didn't notice Jia Yue. Her bangs were so thick that her eyebrows and eyes were obscured, and her thin figure, coupled with her deliberate attempt to minimize her presence, made her completely inconspicuous.
Liu Shan only treated her as an ordinary fellow patient; he was already used to his mother meeting new comrades anytime, anywhere.
"Hello, Comrade Xu."
After saying that, Liu Shan put the things down and muttered, "They sell pea flour cakes today. I tried some and they tasted good. I kept three jin for Dad and the others and brought about two jin with me. Mom, you should try some."
"Pea flour cake! Do food stores still sell this kind of pastry?"
Liu Shan laughed it off: "My friend kept some for himself. It's not easy to do, so he only kept five jin."
Jia Yue listened from the side, it seemed that Aunt Liu did not know that Liu Shan had a part-time job in the black market.
Aunt Liu took a piece and ate it; it did taste very good: "It tastes just like before, and it seems even better."
There are many recipes for pea flour cake, but not everyone can make a pea flour cake that leaves a lasting impression.
"It's delicious, Mom, please eat more."
Aunt Liu smiled and said, "It's kind of you to still remember me as your mother."
"Mom, how could I forget you?"
As the mother and son were talking, Aunt Liu called out to Jia Yue, "Jia Yue, try some too."
Jia Yue refused. She really didn't like this stuff. It did taste good, but she'd had enough of it, otherwise she wouldn't have brought out the pea flour cake.
I initially collected these just because I thought pea flour cakes could fill my stomach.
However, her refusal seemed powerless in front of a women's director. She tasted two pieces and then praised Liu Shan's filial piety.
Aunt Liu was hospitalized because she was pushed down while trying to break up a fight, fracturing her lower leg. Jia Yue stayed in the hospital for two days, which further strengthened her relationship with Aunt Liu.
After getting Aunt Liu's address, Jia Yue was discharged from the hospital.
When she got home, the atmosphere was still unpleasant, but no one made sarcastic remarks to her anymore; they switched to passive-aggressive behavior and ignored her.
An ordinary sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl might be heartbroken and depressed after encountering this, and then go crazy. But Jia Yue doesn't fall for that. She thinks it's a relief to have some peace and quiet!
Just in time, she was about to start school.
Before starting school, she went to the black market and brought back ten pounds of pea flour cakes; she had stockpiled quite a bit of this stuff.
After learning about Liu Shan's background, Jia Yue decided to exchange the gold for money.
After selling out of the pea flour cakes, Jia Yue said with a troubled expression, "I see you bought so many pastries, so you must know a lot of capable people. My family urgently needs money. My ancestors left us a piece of gold, a gold brick weighing a little over a pound. I don't know if you have it or if you can eat it. I'll sell it for two yuan and fifty cents per gram."
Liu Shan's breathing became heavier. A pound of gold—that's 500 grams. At the current market price, one gram of gold costs three yuan, so he could sell it for two yuan and fifty cents. In other words, as long as he resold it, he could make a net profit of at least two hundred and fifty yuan.
Moreover, she said the gold weighed more than a pound.
That's several months' salary for him.
This has potential.
When are you free?
"Let's do it around this time tomorrow!"
"Okay, then tomorrow."
Liu Shan hadn't doubted that Jia Yue was lying. His family had some connections; the last time he brought home some pea flour cakes, his father gave two jin as a gift, and a leader tasted it as if it had the flavor of imperial pastries.
In other words, Jia Yue wasn't lying; it really was a prescription from the imperial court.
It's not surprising that families with some savings would have such a remedy for an emergency.
Jia Yue didn't intend to stay in the black market forever. She still had some pea flour cakes in her storage space, but they would eventually run out. She would make them, but she really didn't like spending time in the kitchen.
As for taking advantage of a trend to get ahead, that's something to consider when the environment loosens up. Making a fortune, buying a job, having enough to eat and wear, anything more would be considered a bad practice.
For the rest, if you want to make money, you can auction off a set of jewelry when the economic environment improves, or invest in the right trend, which is less stressful.
She needs money, but isn't very interested in business. She might do it in the future, but she won't focus her main energy on it.
The next day, around the same time, the two met at the black market to check the quality of the gold bars. Naturally, they couldn't do it in the alley, so Liu Shan took Jia Yue to a small courtyard.
Jia Yue deliberately showed a hint of wariness in her eyes, and Liu Shan said, "Big sister, don't be afraid, I won't steal your things."
Jia Yue's expression relaxed slightly.
Then he took out the gold brick, a gleaming gold piece that made Liu Shan's eyes widen in amazement.
Jia Yue said directly, "Check it as you like. If you have a saw, you can cut it open."
"Since you're so generous, I won't stand on ceremony."
Liu Shan took the gold brick and started hammering and sawing it open.
"No problem, the purity is sufficient, let me weigh it."
"One pound and two ounces, just right, a total of six hundred grams, two yuan and fifty cents per gram, which is one thousand five hundred yuan."
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