Now the cost of sending a telegram is calculated by the number of words. One word costs three and a half cents. There are thirteen words here, which adds up to forty-five and a half cents. It is indeed not cheap, but in this era when telephones are not popular, this is already the fastest way of communication. It can reach the other party in about six hours.
The telegram was sent. Su Qingyun looked at the time and it was still early. Since they were out, the two of them just ate something outside before going back.
The work of the two people gradually got on track. They were busy with their own tape recorders in the morning and helped in the laboratory in the afternoon. They did not miss any of the tasks and their days were very fulfilling. After a week, the two finally had an afternoon to rest.
"I'm going out for a walk. Do you want to go?" Su Qingyun asked Ji Yue.
Ji Yue nodded. "Let's go. I'll accompany you. Anyway, there's nothing to do. It's good to go out and relax."
After leaving the research institute, Su Qingyun took the bus to Qingbei Street according to the route he remembered. After getting off the bus, he walked a long and winding way. Fortunately, Su Qingyun had a good memory, otherwise he might not have been able to find the place.
Perhaps it was because it was not long after the Chinese New Year, and everyone didn’t have much money left, so their desire to buy decreased. The flow of people on Qingbei Street was obviously much less than the last time she came.
Su Qingyun whispered to Ji Yue as they walked, "This is the east side of the provincial capital. This street is a famous black market here. They sell all kinds of things. If you want to buy something, you can take a look."
Ji Yue glanced at the somewhat empty streets and frowned in confusion, "Is the black market in the provincial capital so bold that it opens directly on these streets?"
It's not that he doesn't know about the existence of the black market. As long as there is demand from residents, from a small town like Luoshui to a big city like the capital, the black market will never disappear. Even if there is a period of tension, everyone will just avoid the limelight, and it will revive again after the storm passes. After a long time, the higher-ups will turn a blind eye to it.
But how could a black market, usually located in the most remote places, be so brazenly opened on the street? This was too arrogant.
"Of course not." Su Qingyun shook his head. "Look around, all you can see are people. They are very cautious and are in a different place almost every day. Only those who are familiar with it know where the market will open the next day."
"They're very familiar with these tactics, shooting and moving to another location."
Ji Yue suddenly realized, that's what he said, no wonder.
"So where are we going now?" They were definitely not regular customers, so how would they know where the market was opening?
Su Qingyun stood at the intersection in the middle of Qingbei Street, his eyes indifferent, "We have to find someone first."
She randomly pulled over a passerby to ask for directions, "Hello, Auntie, how do I get to No. 32, Qingbei Street West?"
The woman who had been stopped had been wary at first, but she relaxed when she saw that they were two harmless young men. She pointed in a direction and said, "Go straight ahead to the end, turn left, then right. It's about two hundred meters away."
"Okay, thank you." Su Qingyun thanked with a bright smile.
The two of them began to walk along the route the aunt said. After about ten minutes, they arrived at the place, No. 32, Qingbei Street West, which was a bungalow and looked inconspicuous.
Su Qingyun looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he raised his hand and knocked on the door, twice, three times, twice, and three times.
There was silence in the room for a while, and then a male voice said, "Who is it?"
"Uncle Wang, it's me, Qingyun." Su Qingyun said in a low voice.
Qingyun? Wang Meng was stunned for a moment. After coming to his senses, he quickly opened the door. Seeing the pretty girl standing at the door, his eyes widened in surprise.
"Qingyun, why are you here? Where is your father?" He glanced at Ji Yue beside him.
"Uncle Wang, my father didn't come this time, he asked me to come to you." Su Qingyun said with a smile, "This is my classmate, it's okay." She meant to tell Wang Meng that Ji Yue could be trusted.
"Uncle Wang, hello, my name is Ji Yue." Ji Yue greeted politely.
"Come in first." Wang Meng said.
When the two entered the house, Wang Meng quickly poured them some sugar water. After they drank the water, Wang Meng asked in confusion, "Why did your father ask you to come to me? What happened to him?"
"It's nothing, Uncle Wang. My father won't be coming to the provincial capital for a while. You don't have to worry about what he told you before." Su Qingyun said.
After the bicycles were inspected last time, the team didn't dare to make any more moves for the time being. Su Aimin, who saw no profit in it, naturally didn't go to the team again.
As early as when Su Aimin first came to the provincial capital with the convoy, he found Wang Meng. The two discussed that one person would find the goods, which were small items like jewelry and hairpins, and some thin fabrics, and the other would transport the goods. The money was 4:6, and Su Aimin would get 4. After all, the risk of shipping was greater, and he was the only one who had the conditions to do it.
Up to now, the two have made a lot of money from their cooperation. If the bicycle had not been confiscated, Su Aimin would have gone to the provincial capital at least three times a month. Making money is addictive.
Although Su Qingyun didn't explain it clearly, Wang Meng was no fool and understood what she meant. He nodded in understanding and said, "Okay, I understand."
It just so happened that the situation in Qingbei Street has been tense recently, and there are not many shops that dare to sell things now. He doesn't have any inventory on hand, so he might as well keep quiet for a while and avoid the limelight.
"Then I feel relieved." Su Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief.
This is the limitation of the times. It is not easy to contact someone. Luoshui County and the capital are far apart, and we are afraid that information will not be exchanged, which will be bad if something goes wrong.
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