Wan Feng quickly waved his hands. A wise man never suffers a loss in front of him. This time he suffered a big loss, and he had to pay the price for the famine for this bastard.
"Hey guys, how much money does that bastard owe you?"
"Fifteen dollars, principal and interest."
What that bastard just said was not a lie.
"So can we leave once he pays back the money?"
"Of course, as long as he pays back the money, we can go our separate ways!"
"Do you have an IOU? Bring it here."
"IOU? What IOU? There is no IOU."
It seems normal not to have IOUs during this period.
Wan Feng took out a few bills from his pocket and counted out fifteen yuan.
"I paid back his money. Now everything is fine."
A man came over and took the money from Wan Feng's hand: "You bastard, you're lucky this time! If you dare to default on your debt next time, I'll show you how I'll deal with you."
This group of people came and went quickly, dispersing in the blink of an eye.
"Is it really necessary to make such a big fuss for just fifteen dollars?" Wan Feng muttered and turned to look at Wen Tan.
"Can you take me to the black market now?"
"What are you looking for in the black market?"
"Buy something. Otherwise, I'd be bored and go find it. Once I find the black market, I'll show you a way to make money."
"What's the way to make money?" Wen Tan showed interest.
"Take me to the black market first."
Wen Tan scratched his head and said, "There aren't usually many people at the black market in the afternoon."
"Is there anyone selling cloth coupons?"
Wen Tan recalled for a long time: "I think there should be."
"take me."
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