When Lu Zhiye arrived in Harbin, he jumped out of the car and disappeared without Wang Da saying anything.
It took him a whole day to fully understand the current situation in the black market.
There are four black markets in Harbin, and the West Street black market was wiped out last time.
Many people were affected, but a group of people also took the opportunity to gather a lot of power.
Now the four black markets are managed by a man named Wei Ge.
The man who had done business with Wang Da before can only be regarded as a small follower under Wei Ge.
Uncle Qiang even managed to break into the black market here.
After finding out the situation, Lu Zhiye ate a few buns to fill his stomach and headed towards the black market.
The black market here is much bigger than that of their small county town.
“Buying things, selling things?”
A young man stopped Lu Zhiye at the door.
“Selling things.”
Lu Zhiye lifted his backpack to reveal the eggs inside.
"Sanmao!"
Lu Zhiye was shocked. Wow, it’s worthy of being in the city. The ticket to enter the black market costs three cents!
He took out a crumpled three cents and handed it over.
The man waved his hand and let him in.
Lu Zhiye was quietly looking around the black market when he saw a few people looking around on the second floor.
He knew he had come to the right place.
He walked straight to an old lady who was selling vegetables and whispered, "I want to see your boss."
The old lady's hands trembled as she was arranging the dishes, and she looked at Lu Zhiye with her cloudy old eyes.
She kept mumbling, "What boss? I'm just a vegetable seller!"
Lu Zhiye smiled and squatted down, picked up the wilted vegetables on the ground, and said softly: "Since I can find you, I must have figured out the situation. Just go in and tell me, I have a big deal."
The old lady's eyes sparkled. She put down the food in her hand and said slowly, "Wait!"
After a long while, the old lady came out with her back bent and her hands behind her back.
There was a man coming out with her, and that man looked Lu Zhiye up and down.
Finally, he only said: "If you have large goods, please come in. If you only have small Karami goods, don't come."
Lu Zhiye straightened his clothes gently and followed in.
There was a bald man in his forties sitting in the room. As soon as Lu Zhiye entered the room, the door behind him was slammed shut.
The bald man looked at Lu Zhiye, who was not at all panicked, and nodded with satisfaction.
However, Lu Zhiye's attention was not on the bald man.
As soon as he came in, he discovered that in addition to the bald man, there was also a mysterious aura in the inner room.
But he didn't show it. He just stood there calmly and let the bald man look at him.
The bald man pushed a cup of tea over and said, "You're quite courageous. Tell me, what's the big stuff?"
Lu Zhiye picked up the teacup and took a sip before speaking slowly, "Corn."
The bald man burst out laughing: "Young man, do you think I'm a fool? What kind of big thing is corn? If you want to have fun, turn right when you go out. Don't come here to cause trouble!"
Lu Zhiye slowly took out two fresh corns from under the backpack and handed them over.
"Of course, you wouldn't like ordinary corn, but look at how fresh it is. It's hard to eat this kind of corn in this season, even with your ability."
The bald man reached out to take the slightly cool fresh corn, picked up a kernel and put it in his mouth. The sweet and juicy corn kernel made his eyes light up.
"How much?"
"30 cents a stick!"
The bald man's frown could have caught a fly.
"Too expensive! Cornmeal is only ten cents! How dare you sell this for three cents!"
Lu Zhiye was not panicked at all: "Of course ordinary people can't afford this stuff.
But what if you send it somewhere else? Winter has just passed, there are no green vegetables, and we have had enough radishes and cabbages. More of this sweet corn…”
Suddenly a cough was heard from the inner room.
The bald man scratched his bald head in annoyance.
"Two cents!"
"make a deal!"
Baldhead: The bargain price is still too low...
"How many?"
"Twenty thousand!"
After agreeing on the price with the bald man, Lu Zhiye took a look into the inner room and turned away.
The bald man hurriedly walked into the inner room: "Big sister, who would buy this thing if it's so expensive? Why did you agree to do it?"
The person he called "Big Sister" was also in her forties. She sat there with great grace, but when she turned around, there was a scar on her face that was unbearable to look at.
"I'm going back to Beijing in the next few days. I'll take this batch of goods with me!"
The bald man was even more puzzled: "Big sister, can this thing really be sold at a high price?"
The woman nodded: "That boy is right, this is not for ordinary people to eat. It is not easy for them to store it.
It’s not a problem to sell this thing for 50 cents in a Beijing compound.”
There are many picky eaters in Beijing and poverty is the life of ordinary people.
"Go and cook those two corns so we can have a taste of them."
"well!"
When the bald man walked out, the woman couldn't help but hit her aching head.
Just now, when she saw the young man clearly through the gap, she felt that he looked familiar.
But she had clearly never seen this person before, and when she thought about it more carefully, her head began to ache dully.
After Lu Zhiye left the black market, he quietly rented a yard and piled all the corn in the space in the house.
The weather is still quite cold now, but it is not bad.
It's really easier to make money here than in the county town! Corn, which is usually the least valuable, can be sold for 4,000 yuan.
Lu Zhiye hummed a little tune, and this trip was a complete success. He also found out who he wanted to inquire about.
The black market also figured out what was going on. They even sold a batch of corn!
Thinking of the information I had inquired about Luo Lin, I couldn't help but sigh.
The last time I saw Luo Lin, he was still a ticket scalper, but this time he was following the black market boss.
As expected, people who have strength and quick thinking are often the ones who climb the fastest.
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