As a special term in the early 1980s, the black market flashed very subtly between the lines of that era.
Although it is illegal, it does play a role in regulating the economy and enriching life, turning things you don't use into commodities that others need. Although the living environment is not very good, it still survives tenaciously in the cracks.
Huaiyuan's black market is indeed living in the cracks.
In the western suburbs of Huaiyuan City, there is a section of ancient city wall that existed in an unknown dynasty. Its shape is like the Great Wall, but it is not as majestic.
The Great Wall was built on high mountains and steep cliffs, and this ancient wall is half inside the city and half outside the city. No one knows where it extends to, and half of the part extending outside the city is buried in the soil.
That's why this place is called the Old Town.
The black market is in the corridor less than five meters between the city walls.
"Is this the black market? Holy shit, are we going to have to block this from both ends and catch the turtle in the jar?"
"They can't catch them. The black market has been here for over a year, and I haven't seen the police come once."
Wan Feng didn't care whether the police came or not. What he cared about was whether the cloth coupon seller came or not.
Everyone in the black market obviously knew Wen Tan.
"That bastard, I haven't seen you for several days. Did your father punish you again?"
"Or maybe he's hiding because Bai San is chasing him."
Wen Tan ignored them and took Wan Feng to a man wearing a hat and squatting against the wall with his hands behind his back.
"30/70, bring you a customer."
The guy called Sanqifen looked up at Wen Tan and Wan Feng and said, "Go away, go play somewhere else. If you come here and cause trouble again, I'll beat you up!"
"Don't be so naive. I'm really a customer. If you hadn't been nice to me, I wouldn't have brought it to you. If you didn't want me to take it to Laipigua's place, where would I take it?"
There was a suspicious expression in the 3:7 eyes.
Wan Feng squatted down in front of Sanqifen and handed him a cigarette.
Sanqifen saw the cigarette in Wan Feng's hand and then looked at Wan Feng straight in the eye.
The price of Evergrande, which is only 7 cents, is not something that ordinary people can afford.
"Hey young man, where are you from? You look unfamiliar." Sanqifen took Wanfeng's cigarette and asked casually.
"First time here, from afar."
"How far?"
"I can't tell you about this for now. I need to buy some cloth coupons."
"We don't do business with strangers, but since that bastard brought you here, tell me how much you want."
"How many do you have?"
Sanqi looked at Wan Feng warily: "How much do you want?"
"That depends on how much you have. Even if you have ten thousand feet, I'd still take it."
"Cough, cough, cough!" Sanqifen started coughing violently.
"Boy, you are not here to tease me, are you?"
Ten thousand feet! He could only manage a little over ten thousand feet a year.
"Let's talk about the market first."
"One and a half cents."
"It's too high! You're just talking nonsense and asking for an exorbitant price."
San Qifen curled his lips and said, "If you want a ten-foot or eight-foot one, I won't sell it to you."
"Tell me the real price. I'll take whatever you have. If you can get more, even better. Large denominations are best. One-foot and two-foot bills are best avoided. They're too bulky to carry."
"Do you really want it? What do you want so many cloth coupons for?"
"Don't worry about that. It's none of your business even if I take it back to burn."
Sanqifen was silent for a long time, until a cigarette burned out, then he said: "I have more than 1,500 feet, which are five-foot and ten-foot pieces. I can still scratch out this amount. How much do you want to give?"
"The fixed price is one and a half cents. You guys squat here all day, and that's the best you can get. Making two or three cents a foot is a lot."
Sanqifen stood up and said, "Follow me!"
Wan Feng refused directly: "I can't go with you. You don't trust me, and I don't trust you either. If you want to sell, go get the goods now, and we'll count them here."
You took me to a remote place and beat me up with a club. Who can I complain to?
There is no place to move in the 37-point division.
"Are you worried about money? Money is not a problem." Wan Feng patted his pocket.
"Well, you wait."
He stood up and walked towards the city wall.
"Let's go somewhere else for a while." After saying that, Wan Feng and Na Wen Tan hid about ten meters away, pretending to be strolling around.
If Sanqifen came with strangers, he could just run away. After all, this was not his home, and he didn't want to be buried in a foreign land.
More than ten minutes later, Wan Feng saw Sanqifen coming hurriedly with a torn bag, looking around from his original position.
Wan Feng walked over only after confirming that Sanqifen was indeed the one coming.
The cloth coupons in Sanqifen's bag were neatly bundled, with denominations of five feet and ten feet, a total of seven small bundles.
Wan Feng checked each bundle.
The main thing is to check the date.
Cloth coupons have an expiration date. If expired cloth coupons are mixed in, they will become waste paper.
A bundle of five feet was five hundred feet, a bundle of ten feet was one thousand feet, and by dividing it into three and seven, the total amount was five thousand five hundred feet.
The total is seven hundred and fifteen dollars.
Wan Feng took out some money from his pocket, counted out 715 yuan and divided it into 37 parts.
The cloth coupons were very small, and a bundle of them did not take up much space. These 5,500 feet of cloth coupons were divided into four bundles of ten feet each and three bundles of five feet each.
After Wan Feng collected the cloth coupons, he asked San Qi Fen, "How many cloth coupons can you collect in a day?"
Sanqifen hesitated for a moment. "There are four of us in my family collecting cloth outside, and I'm responsible for selling it here. We collect more cloth coupons at the end of the year. At the end of the year, in addition to the cloth coupons issued to farmers, farmers also have some government-subsidized cloth coupons. We sell the ones we don't need. It's not easy to collect cloth coupons at this time of year. With so many people in my family, we can only collect thirty or forty feet a day, which means about a thousand feet a month."
Grasshopper legs are also meat, and a thousand feet is okay.
"Don't sell it anymore. Keep all the money you collect for me. I will come here once a month from now on." Sanqifen was still hesitating.
"That way you don't have to stay here every day, worried and anxious. You can stay safe at home."
"Here's the thing. I'm afraid you won't come after I finish collecting it."
Wan Feng laughed heartily. "My family runs a garment factory with over thirty sewing machines. I tell you I use five or six hundred feet of cloth a day. Do you believe me?"
I was very surprised.
"Does this count as capitalism?"
"Haha, the country's policies have changed, you just haven't noticed. In less than three years you'll see the streets full of businesses. Be prepared. To be honest, I don't really care about the thousand feet of cloth coupons your family makes every month, but it's better than nothing. It would be best if you could also steal the cloth coupons from the other ticket sellers here. That way, my trip will be worth it."
"Okay, then I won't sell the cloth coupons I collect from now on. I'll save them all for you."
"Then leave me the address so I can find it next time."
I gave Wan Feng an address with a 3:7 split.
"Little brother, I still don't know where you are from?"
"Haha, I'll tell you next time. We'll have a good chat next time. Wen Tan, let's go."
Wan Feng and Na Wentan walked out of the black market.
Finally it was not a wasted trip.
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