Chapter 5 Uncle Lin, may you bless me
Lying on the bed, Zhang Zeqian dozed off for a while and didn’t dare to sleep deeply, for fear of missing the black market.
He didn't know how much time had passed, but as he had something on his mind, he simply didn't want to sleep, got up and went to the county town to think about it later.
It is very inconvenient without a watch or alarm clock. After I make money, I will try to get a watch first.
Standing up and putting the fish in the space back into the bucket, Zhang Ze found another piece of clothing to cover his face when going to the black market, then quietly walked out of the room with the bucket.
As soon as he went out, he found that the kerosene lamp was still lit in the living room. His second sister Zhang Qian was sleeping on the table, with a large bowl of black water chestnuts that looked cooked next to her.
As if she heard some noise, she raised her head dazedly and rubbed her eyes with both hands, looking a little naive.
"A Qian, why are you sleeping outside?" Zhang Ze put down the bucket, picked up a water chestnut and gently bit open the shell, then grabbed the two ends and gently pulled it, revealing the intact flesh inside.
The flesh is soft and tastes like a baked potato, but it is very sweet.
"I came out and saw mom was waiting for you to get up, so I asked her to go back to sleep!" Zhang Qian saw him coming out and quickly got up and put the water chestnuts into the bag, "Brother, take these with you on the road."
"You don't need so much." Zhang Ze waved his hand and grabbed two handfuls of food and put them in the clothes he was going to use to cover his face. "You guys can eat the rest. Lock the door and go to bed. I'll bring you some meat tomorrow."
"Yeah." Zhang Qian nodded, but her expression was a little worried, "Brother, be careful."
"Don't worry, nothing will happen to me." Feeling his sister's care, Zhang Ze felt warm in his heart, then he picked up the bucket and left.
As for the mandarin fish, he planned to keep one for his family.
But it was still at least seven or eight hours away from noon, and the mandarin fish would probably not die if left out in the open. It would be better for him to go fishing after he came back.
After leaving home, Zhang Ze walked quickly along the road to the county town in the moonlight.
The village is not very close to the county town, about twenty kilometers away.
It would probably take four or five hours to walk normally, but if he walked faster, he would probably be there in more than three hours.
Fortunately, I am young enough and the fish in the bucket are put into the fishing space, so I am not too tired.
But the roads of this era are not asphalt roads or concrete roads, but bumpy dirt roads.
In addition, there are either fields or small woods on both sides of the road, so people with less courage dare not walk at night.
Zhang Ze also felt a little uneasy, as he always felt that there was something on his left, right, and behind him.
However, he believed that spirits were not allowed to be formed after the founding of the country, and there was definitely no fox spirit or female ghost who was trying to seduce him.
However, after walking for about an hour, the most difficult section arrived.
Currently, there is only one road leading from Qinghe Village to Yuewan County, and one section of the road is a mountain road with tombs or grave mounds on both sides.
And for some reason, some of the graves were dug up and the bones were put directly into snakeskin bags and thrown aside.
(It’s true. My dad experienced it personally, but I don’t know why he did it. I’ve also experienced even more bizarre things, but I won’t mention them in the book to avoid being censored.) Not to mention it’s late at night, even in the evening no one would be willing to walk this road alone.
Zhang Ze had thought about going to the county town to sell fish before, but he didn't consider the horror of walking on this road at night.
Looking at the dark path ahead and the leaves rustling in the wind, he always felt as if there was a figure in it, and he felt a little uneasy.
"Uncle Lin bless you, Uncle Lin bless you!"
As a fisherman, I often go to some remote places for night fishing, so I should be quite brave.
But the terrifying atmosphere of this path has weighed on my nerves, and it seems like it will collapse at any time.
Mustering up his courage, Zhang Ze walked very fast, as if he wanted to pass through here quickly.
Perhaps it was because the noise from walking was a little too loud. Just as he walked into the path, a dark shadow suddenly jumped out from the tree a few meters away, and a shrill "Ouch" exploded in his ears.
Zhang Ze, whose nerves had been tense, was frightened to the point that his scalp exploded and goose bumps broke out from his head to the soles of his feet. He was so frightened that he stood still, his mouth trembling so much that he couldn't even make a sound.
It was not until the black shadow flew away with a "wuoh wuoh" sound that his numb body regained movement.
"Huff, huff~" Zhang Ze gasped heavily after coming back to his senses. His heart was beating like a drum, and then a helpless expression appeared on his face.
A night owl almost saved him from rebirth.
It's not that he hasn't heard the call of an owl. In his previous life, he would occasionally hear it when he went out night fishing.
But as long as he hears an owl calling, he will leave decisively, no matter how good the environment is or how many fish there are.
His fishing level is not high, and he is not willing to let the guy soak the bait for another two hours.
Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Zhang Ze found that he was not so scared after being frightened like that.
But this was tragic enough, and he was now covered in cold sweat.
"Damn, you really scare yourself!"
After complaining about himself, Zhang Ze lifted his slightly weak legs and continued walking towards the county town.
The closer we get to the county town, the wider the road becomes, making it much easier to walk on.
When the sky was beginning to brighten, Zhang Ze hurried and finally arrived at the black market in Yuewan County.
Before going in, he covered his face with clothes, leaving only his eyes exposed.
He had been to this black market in his previous life. It was located on the edge of the county town, very remote.
But it was already 1982, and the black market had turned into a street of small stalls. Many people from the countryside came to sell things, and it was very lively.
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But he didn't quite understand the situation right now, so he could only be cautious.
It would be best if he could trade normally, but if not, he still has to find another way out.
After all, there are certain risks in doing business in the black market for a long time.
There are currently twenty-three mandarin fish in the fishing space. The largest one can be put aside for the time being. Maybe a big customer will come while you are selling it.
So he selected three mandarin fish weighing two or three kilograms, which was just the right weight.
Zhang Ze walked into the black market and found that there were already many people doing business inside. Most people just found a place at random and put out their things.
But what is surprising is that these people are not covering their faces, giving people the feeling that they are doing business openly.
Are you all so courageous?
Zhang Ze vaguely remembered that there were many people secretly setting up stalls to do business in Wenshui City, and the number seemed exaggerated.
I didn't expect that so many people would start doing business secretly in the black market of Yuewan County.
Seeing this, Zhang Ze became bolder and found a corner to wait for customers to come.
At first, no one came over, and they all seemed to be secretly observing him.
After about twenty minutes, a man finally came up to him, about three meters away. He glanced at the bucket and asked in a low voice: "What's in your bucket?"
Zhang Ze saw the buying and selling of people around him and knew what he should do, so he reached out and grabbed a mandarin fish.
The mandarin fish kept swinging its tail in his hand, looking extremely energetic.
The man also had a flashlight, which he turned on and shone directly on his hand. When he saw what it was, he was a little surprised: "Mandarin fish?"
"Yes, it's just been caught and is still very fresh." Zhang Ze nodded and whispered.
But the man had no intention of buying the fish. He shook his head and walked away, and he put the fish back.
But just because this guy doesn't want it doesn't mean others don't want it either.
The next moment, a middle-aged man who looked very well dressed came over and asked: "How much do you sell this mandarin fish for?"
"Two dollars a piece. If you have cloth coupons, grain coupons, or meat coupons, you can deduct the price." Zhang Ze wanted to try his luck with the ticket.
Although most tickets will be basically useless in two years, they will still be in short supply.
It can’t be used as money, but you need it to buy things.
In fact, there are people who specialize in dealing in this stuff in the black market. Each item has a market price. If the customer wants to exchange it for a ticket, he will naturally be willing to do so.
(End of this chapter)
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