After saying this, Wang Zhengguo immediately added: "I am not saying that there is anything wrong with this national decree. In fact, after the founding of New China, everyone is equal, which is the greatest blessing for us ordinary people and we are free from countless oppressions. However, after the decree was issued, some people below took too drastic measures. After all, there are good and bad people in every class, and we cannot generalize."

Feng Qingxue remained silent and made no comment.

Wang Zhengguo sighed, picked up his chopsticks and ate some food, and did not continue the topic.

Feng Qingxue did not ask any further questions, but thought that the black market business would be very good at the end of the year, and she should be able to exchange food for a lot of good things, so she set off the next day.

Although it is now the 61st year, there was a drought last year and food production decreased, so there were many people in urgent need of food in the black market.

Feng Qingxue just took a look around the black market and exchanged five pounds of cornmeal for a gold ring inlaid with emeralds, and exchanged three pounds of brown rice for a very exquisite jade snuff bottle and a blue and white porcelain plate.

The gold ring is not heavy, but the workmanship is very delicate, the gemstones are of excellent quality, and the snuff bottle and porcelain plate are also very good.

She was not short of money, she just planned to barter, one of which was food and the other was things.

In fact, unless they are desperate, there are not many people in the black market who are willing to exchange jewelry and antiques for food. They are all afraid of getting into trouble. Those who are willing to exchange are all in desperate situations and dare not take them out openly. Every time, Feng Qingxue would walk up to them and ask them if they are willing to exchange things for food.

The people she asked were all those who had once lived a life of luxury, and who were now down and out, yet still couldn't hide their inherent temperament.

Only people like this would have jewelry and antiques that they cannot sell.

Of course, Feng Qingxue didn’t answer every question correctly, but out of five times, three people were willing to exchange things for food, and the other two offered to buy it, so Feng Qingxue sold it to them. After all, a few kilograms of food might save a life.

There are many black market locations near cities and counties. Feng Qingxue will immediately switch to another black market after completing a transaction in the previous one.

She dressed very ordinary and was not someone who would catch people's eyes and leave a deep impression. Sometimes she wore a Lei Feng hat, sometimes she wore no hat and only a scarf, sometimes she changed into a jacket, and sometimes she wore a military coat. Even after visiting several black markets and then returning to the first black market, no one noticed her, which allowed her to buy a lot of things.

For others, a few pounds of food can sustain life, but for her it is a huge profit.

Everyone gets what they need, and Feng Qingxue doesn't feel like she's taking advantage.

Five catties of flour could be exchanged for a bag of silver dollars, a pair of jade bracelets cost two catties of millet, a piece of bacon could be exchanged for a jade plaque, a diamond ring was worth eight catties of coarse flour, ten catties of rice were used to exchange for a Ru kiln brush washer, two ice-type violet jade bracelets were equivalent to ten catties of cornmeal, half a basket of sweet potatoes could be exchanged for a teacup, and an authentic calligraphy and painting by an ancient master only required ten catties of flour...

Perhaps she felt that she was not well prepared. When Feng Qingxue was leaving a black market on the outskirts of the city, an old woman who had just done business with her quietly caught up with her and stopped her.

"My girl, I still have some antiques. Can I exchange them for some food?"

The old woman was about sixty years old, dressed in rags, with a sad face, but she couldn't hide the nobleness that emanated from her.

Before, she exchanged a clay inkstone that she couldn't sell and couldn't exchange for food for ten kilograms of coarse flour from Feng Qingxue. She immediately knew that Feng Qingxue knew what was good and didn't care that the things she exchanged for food were not gold or silver.