black market.
Xia Weian put on the mask and hat that Song Qingyun had prepared for him in advance, with the brim of the hat pulled down low.
Fortunately, people who come to the black market dress more carefully.
Most people have backpacks and baskets in front of them, and they lift the curtains covering them. Those who need something will look around, take a look, and then make an offer to close the deal.
The butcher set up a table with a few strips of meat and two ribs on it.
Xia Weian saw the meat and walked over first.
"Brother, how much is the meat?"
"Fifty cents if you have a ticket, eighty cents if you don't have a ticket." When the young man saw Xia Weian coming, he first looked at his backpack.
"I don't have a ticket, but I want ten kilograms." Xia Weian said. Their space can be used for storage, and the cellar in Han Liehu's house can also be used for storage. There is no need to worry about it going bad in the summer.
The young man's eyes lit up. He didn't expect that a big customer would come and order ten pounds of meat at once.
"Okay, I'll weigh it for you right away. They're all top-notch pork belly, and you can make oil from it when you get home." The young man weighed ten pounds of meat neatly and gave two big bones.
"Brother, these two big bones are for you. Let's go back and make soup."
"Thank you, brother." Xia Weian thanked him and gave him money.
"Brother, what's in your basket? Let me see. If it's usable, I'll buy it. Let's take care of each other's business." The young man tied the meat bones with a straw rope and handed it to Xia Weian.
"Take a look." Xia Weian put his backpack on the chopping board.
The young man leaned over to take a look, and his eyes lit up instantly.
"That's great, big brother. I want all the high-quality stuff I can get. If you have more in the future, I'll take as many as you have." The young man pulled Xia Weian and said with a smile.
"Okay, 20 jin of rice and flour each. The quality is here. Rice is 30 cents a jin, and flour is 20 cents, a total of 10 yuan. I want tickets if I have them. I want tickets for daily use, cloth tickets, shoe tickets, cotton tickets, and meat tickets. If you don't have tickets, you can just give me the money." Xia Weian said.
"I'll give you five dollars, and I'll change the rest for tickets," the young man said. "Wait a minute. I'm in a hurry and don't have that many tickets on me. I'll go get them."
"Okay, then I'll take a walk first. How long will it take you to come back?" Xia Weian asked.
"I'll be back in five minutes." The young man called someone over to help him watch the stall, and then he trotted away.
Xia Weian smiled and looked around. Everything was in limited supply now, and he couldn't buy much at the supply and marketing cooperative. He simply went to the black market first and bought whatever he could.
Xia Weian bought another eighteen toothbrushes and five cans of toothpaste, all without tickets.
He had just finished his purchase when the butcher came back, panting, and grabbed Xia Weian, stuffing the money bill into his hands. Xia Weian took a look at it and put it away.
Then, put the rice and flour in the backpack next to the young man’s stall.
He then put the meat and the toothpaste and toothbrush he had just bought into his backpack.
"Brother, if you have such good stuff again, remember to find me." The young man greeted with a smile.
"Okay." Xia Weian responded, put on his backpack and left quickly. His family was still short of some things, but on the black market, he couldn't buy too much at once, as it would easily attract other people's attention.
Xia Weian left quickly, walked around several times, and made sure that no one was following him before heading towards the scrap collection station.
Scrap collection station.
When Song Qingyun brought a few children over, the gatekeeper was taking a nap. Seeing that it was a woman with a group of children, he waved his hand and did not make things difficult for them, letting them find their own way.
Song Qingyun had read in a novel that treasures could be found at scrap recycling stations.
She is more active in thinking now. No matter whether she has it or not, she just thinks positively and looks for it.
"Sanniu and Siniu, go look at the newspapers and books and pick out some clean ones that can be used and put them aside. I'll go choose them later."
"Okay, Mom." Sanniu and Siniu went to find her immediately.
"Big Girl, Second Girl, can you guys see if there are any furniture or cabinets we can use? Also, there are wires and buckets."
"Okay, Mom." Big Girl and Second Girl also responded and went to get busy.
"Xiaowu and Xiaoliu, take Xiaoqi with you and walk around with me." Song Qingyun held Xiaoliu's hand, Xiaowu held Xiaoqi's hand, and the four of them started shopping on Taobao.
In this day and age, you can find any antiques, calligraphy and paintings at scrap collection stations.
Song Qingyun looked around based on the principle that he would be happy whether he found it or not.
Xiao Qi pulled Xiao Wu and said, "Fifth sister, look at this plate, it's so beautiful."
Xiao Qi squatted in front of a plate. The plate was rarely damaged and was covered with dust. Xiao Qi reached out to pick it up, and his clean little hands turned black in an instant.
"It's too dirty." Xiaowu frowned in disgust.
Song Qingyun heard the voice and walked over. She didn't know how to identify antiques. She had never had the chance to do so in her previous life. Naturally, she wouldn't have gained the ability to appraise treasures after her rebirth.
But Xiaoqi likes it, and it is a complete plate. Even if it is not an antique, it can still be used to hold food.
"If Xiaoqi likes it, take it. See if there are any left. If there are, take a few more. We are short of plates and bowls."
"Okay, Mom." Xiaoqi seemed to be encouraged and didn't want Xiaowu to hold him anymore. He ran around happily and soon found another bowl.
Xiaowu also found a few white plates and bowls, all of which had some slight scratches. They looked like waste that the factory didn't want to deal with. There were ten bowls in total and ten plates as well.
Song Qingyun didn't expect to have such a gain, and couldn't help but praise Xiaowu.
"Xiao Wu is really amazing. He found it just in time for us to use it when we get back."
Xiaowu smiled happily, and his little chest stood up with pride.
Xiaoqi looked at the beautiful plates and bowls in her hands, raised her head, and waited for Song Qingyun to praise her.
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