Chapter 182 This Place is Called Night Market



Ruan Mianmian was watching and was extremely happy.

It seems that she will be more confident about tomorrow's events.

Ruan Mianmian first found a state-owned restaurant and had a good meal to satisfy her appetite that had been neglected in the past few days. Then she asked someone for directions to the department store.

She walked and strolled, in no hurry at all.

Anyway, all she needed to do was know where the department store was.

The sky gradually darkened as she strolled around.

In cities today, street lights are not everywhere like they will be in a few decades. There is actually not much difference between day and night, and you can see them everywhere.

In today's cities, once it gets dark, only main roads and some factories have street lights, and in some concentrated residential areas, there are one or two lights in key places.

In most other places, it is completely dark once it gets dark.

Before it was completely dark, Ruan Mianmian saw the department store, and then she found a state-owned guesthouse nearby.

After checking in, she went straight into the room, locked the door, and threw herself on the bed.

This day has been really tiring.

After lying down for a while, she got up again, took out the pajamas she had put in the system space, and went to wash up.

Twenty minutes later, she was finally able to lie down and rest.

Well, if nothing had happened, she would still be on the train and would be able to arrive in Guangzhou early tomorrow morning.

Don't think about it anymore, go to sleep, go to sleep. Get up early tomorrow and continue to struggle.

Half asleep and half awake, Ruan Mianmian was awakened by a rustling sound.

At first she was startled, thinking she had encountered a thief who broke into her house in the middle of the night. However, after observing for a long time, she found that the sound did not come from outside the door, but from the window.

Are you kidding? This is the third floor, how could there be someone outside the window? So Ruan Mianmian got up curiously and walked to the window. Then, with the help of the light from the guesthouse sign outside, she vaguely saw a lot of people gathered in the alley closest to the guesthouse.

People also held different lighting tools in their hands, some were lanterns, some were kerosene lamps, some were flashlights, and even candles and torches.

This scene immediately scared away Ruan Mianmian’s sleepiness.

What's going on?! Is she encountering a ghost market?!

There was no clock to tell time in the room of the guesthouse, so Ruan Mianmian took out a watch that she had exchanged before and checked the time.

It's already half past ten at night.

Ruan Mianmian stood by the window and looked for a while. She realized what she had been thinking about before. What kind of ghost market is this? This place should be called a night market.

The people in that alley are all buying and selling things.

Because her body was blessed by the system, her five senses were much sharper than those of ordinary people. This was why she could hear the movement before.

An ordinary person would definitely not be able to hear what was happening in the alley.

Although there was some distance, Ruan Mianmian could see clearly. Everyone was in tacit agreement, buying things and leaving without staying for long.

The sellers didn't shout, they just gestured.

This place aroused Ruan Mianmian's curiosity. She wanted to experience it for herself.

She only knew that there was a black market in almost every place of scale. This was a special product of the current era, and even the government had no way to ban it. They could only turn a blind eye.

But this Lincheng actually has a night market. This should be similar to the black market, except that the black market is usually open during the day. And the one in Lincheng is actually open at midnight. I wonder if the night market is safer than the black market during the day.

Now Ruan Mianmian does what she thinks of.

Ruan Mianmian quickly changed into a set of clothes taken out from the system space. Then she took out a large bag for cover and put it on her back. She also disguised her face. Of course, she still disguised herself as a man, but it was different from the disguise she used in front of Wang Quan. Anyway, she could exchange different styles of clothes and wigs in the system mall at any time. As long as she had points, these were all trivial matters.

After everything was tidied up, she opened the door and walked out of the room.

When she passed by the front desk, she was still thinking about what she should say to explain if the person on duty at the front desk saw her going out at this time. Unexpectedly, the person on duty at the front desk heard her going downstairs, just looked up at her, said nothing, and lowered his head to knit a sweater again.

There is no intention to ask at all.

It seems that this is a habit. No wonder the night market is so close to this guesthouse. It seems that everyone knows it well.

Seeing that she didn't ask, Ruan Mianmian didn't waste any time. She went straight out the door and walked towards the alley.

When I was standing on the upper floor and looking at it, I felt that there were quite a lot of people. Now that I'm closer, I realize that there are actually even more people.

Because some people are blocked by trees, you can't see them from above. You have to walk up to them to see them.

It seems that all black markets have similar models, with gatekeepers at the entrances and exits.

Several young men smoking cigarettes frowned when they saw Ruan Mianmian. The one closest to her asked softly, "Where are you from? Why are you so late?"

This night market opens at 9:30, and it's already past 10:30. It's been over an hour. Why are there still people coming?

He saw Ruan Mianmian carrying a bulging bag and automatically assumed she was a seller, because most buyers carried empty bags or baskets.

Here they call sellers "桩子" and sellers "点子". I don't know who first said this, but it has been called this for many years.

Ruan Mianmian smiled and replied, "I'm sorry, this is my first time here. Someone told me about it. I came from the countryside and was delayed on the way."

After that, she took out a few loose cigarettes from her pocket and distributed them to the young men present. These were also prepared in advance. Nowadays, giving out cigarettes is still a very good way to win people's favor.

They took the cigarettes and looked at them. Although there were only a few, the cigarettes had filters and were good. Everyone laughed. This guy was quite sensible.

"Did that person tell you the rules?" The young man took the cigarette and put it directly on his ear, then asked.

"I said it, but I don't remember it very well." Ruan Mianmian shook her head, "I'm not very smart. There were too many things said at once, and I can't remember a lot. I only remember an address."

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