Xu Xiangyang started tinkering in his space that very night, mainly because he couldn't keep things on his mind.
He always opened the boxes he hadn't opened before, because he remembered what was in the previous boxes.
I unpacked it again to find more items, so I wouldn't be at a loss for what I need.
As usual, I opened two dusty old boxes first. Inside were some bicycles and clothes, so the unpacking was a failure.
After all, the bicycles that were driven out were not available now, and the clothes were also in low demand now, so how much money could they be sold for?
So these things are completely useless; they're more like things to keep and sell by weight later.
Xu Xiangyang turned around and opened other boxes, this time finding some useful ones.
The box is full of flour; it's good that we can sell it and eat it too.
I opened another one, and to my surprise, it was filled with fruit!
The whole box was full of apples, big and red. Xu Xiangyang took it over and looked at it carefully. They were crisp apples; you could tell the difference between some of them.
This was the first time he had ever seen fruit appear in his spatial dimension. Usually, he would see a basket of apples and bananas in the cafeteria, and even after he had taken them all, more would appear.
But it's too slow; it takes a whole day to replenish.
Xu Xiangyang smiled as he affixed words to the container. "This is a real treasure. Apples aren't even as big as baseballs these days. If we take this giant apple out, people will go crazy for it."
The unpacking was finished for today. He went back and took out five boxes each of braised pork cans and spare rib cans.
These things are enough. If they are not enough, we cannot take more, since things are valued for their scarcity.
Taking out less doesn't mean there's nothing; it means a steady, long-term approach.
Xu Xiangyang prepared some more cured meat and sausages, just like last time, one hundred catties of each.
He glanced at the apples, took out fifty jin (25 kg), and planned to give some to Feng Jiunian to sell; he wouldn't give any more.
Everything is ready, and we're just waiting for Feng Jiunian to arrive in a couple of days.
The next afternoon, Xu Xiangyang notified Feng Jiunian to come over at a certain time.
Feng Jiunian didn't hesitate and quickly made preparations before driving over. It would take three days to get here, so there was no rush.
There aren't many items this time, but the quality is definitely there.
Last time he sold it for over 600 yuan, plus the 400 yuan he earned on the Haicheng black market, and wired 100 yuan to the old landlord, leaving him with 900 yuan.
These past few days, Wang Xiumin and her husband have come over, and he spent over a hundred yuan, leaving him with about seven hundred and fifty yuan.
He didn't know if money could last, but he had to earn it.
No matter what year it is, having money in your hands is what really matters.
I have a job, a house, and money. Isn't that what life is all about?
These past two days, Xu Xiangyang went to the health center to have his cast removed. Although he can't lift heavy objects with his arm, he can move it now!
The bruises from before have subsided, but there's still some purplish-blue color; it will take time for them to fade away.
The doctor gave him some instructions and then sent him home.
Xu Xiangyang noticed that his left arm was significantly thinner than his right arm; they looked like two different people's arms.
There was nothing he could do; he was injured.
This time, I won't have to hang my arms around all day and make people look pitiful. I might not be able to hold a rice bowl, but I won't have to struggle with getting dressed.
Take your time.
Xu Xiangyang had no other choice but to let it heal slowly. What other methods were there?
These past two days, Xu Xiangyang has noticed something is off when he goes out. People on the street are rushing around, and no one seems relaxed anymore.
This was very different from before, but he didn't stay long. When he saw the red paper on the road, he finally understood.
Back home, Xu Xiangyang felt uneasy. After all, this movement had lasted for many years, and he didn't know if he could stay safe and secure.
He glanced at the calendar; it was almost June.
Actually, in theory, the impact on their side shouldn't be that severe, but I don't know why, it seems quite serious now.
To say that he's acting like nothing happened would be incredibly careless on Xu Xiangyang's part. It's better to be safe than sorry; what if he gets caught up in the consequences?
He thought about it and realized that he had been retaliated against and even hospitalized for trying to protect state property. That must prove his bravery, right?
There shouldn't be any major problems.
Xu Xiangyang went directly to the city gate to wait the next day at noon.
Around 1 p.m., we finally saw that familiar truck.
Feng Jiunian got out of the car, looking quite travel-worn.
"Brother Daqiang, have you been waiting long?" He smiled and offered him a cigarette.
Xu Xiangyang took it and said, "No, I just arrived not long ago."
He had been waiting here for more than half an hour, and the weather had warmed up, so he didn't feel uncomfortable waiting for a while.
The two men smoked and reminisced before driving to their usual spot.
Feng Jiunian was overjoyed to see so many things.
"Apples?" He was completely surprised to see this, because this was not something that could be found now!
And these big, red apples look delicious.
He swallowed hard. "Brother, you're really amazing to be able to get your hands on something like this."
This was the truth in his heart: if he took these things back, he could sell them for a dollar each and people would still want them.
For no other reason than that it doesn't exist now!
Xu Xiangyang laughed and said, "What's so great about it? It's just fifty pounds, and that's all."
Feng Jiunian did want to, but he sighed and said, "Brother Daqiang, this is probably our last deal."
Xu Xiangyang understood something upon hearing this, since the center of this movement was Beiping, and he probably realized it as well.
"Hmm," he replied, without asking any further questions.
Seeing that he didn't ask, Feng Jiunian said, "Beiping has issued new instructions, so these things can't be done casually anymore. And you should also be careful, although this place is far from Beiping, the wind will definitely pick up."
If Beiping is in chaos, how can other places be safe?
Xu Xiangyang understood what he meant, thanked him, and the two began to settle the accounts.
Apple Feng paid a high price in nine years, 80 cents a pound, which is 40 yuan, for 200 bottles of canned goods, as well as 200 pounds of sausages and cured meat.
The total was 560 coins, and the transaction was completed.
Xu Xiangyang helped load the food into the car and asked, "Brother Feng, how about we go grab a bite to eat together?"
They came from so far away to give him money, he can't just not treat them to a meal, can he?
Feng Jiunian shook his head and refused, "It won't work this time. I have to go somewhere else. This is the last time I'll be driving. I won't have this opportunity again."
He sensed things weren't going well and figured he'd take a break later. Once things calmed down, he could come back anytime.
Xu Xiangyang didn't say much. Staying here any longer would only lead to trouble later. After seeing him off, he went back home.
Perfect timing! I now have over 1,300 in hand, so I don't need to risk going to the black market for the time being.
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