Chapter 1377: Recalling the Bitterness and Thinking of the Sweetness 4

She often hangs out in the black market and claims to be able to see the situation of some people in the black market.

Many people who cannot afford to eat come to the black market to buy expensive food in order to save their lives, but some people with good living conditions come to the black market to buy some expensive food or expensive non-staple foods because they have no shortage of money.

Look at these old people, they should all belong to the latter. They are not pale and thin, but rather quite radiant.

Feng Qingxue didn't lack the money, nor did she want to take the risk of trading with several people at the same time.

After hearing what she said, several old people snorted and walked away. One of them muttered before leaving: "If I had known that they were here to steal things, I wouldn't have wasted time. After this grab, there are too many people and too little porridge."

Feng Qingxue walked around for a few times, but didn't meet many people and didn't make any deals.

Just as she was about to leave and head to another black market, or to a flea market, she did leave the black market. As she was walking, she was stopped by an old woman who whispered, "Sister, do you have any food to sell?"

The deal was not done, but a bag of coarse grains was sent out. Feng Qingxue knocked his head and rushed to the next black market, where he made several deals in succession.

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After selling grain worth thirty or forty yuan, she only met a poor capitalist who sold jewelry.

The New Year is coming soon, and prices are higher than usual. Fine grains can be sold for several yuan per pound, and coarse grains can be sold for fifty cents.

Feng Qingxue saw that she looked pale and thin, and looked weak, so she sighed softly, "Come with me!"

Although Feng Qingxue spent money lavishly and her family's savings were getting less and less, she really didn't need the money. However, she still traded seriously with people who obviously looked like they were lacking in food and clothing.

"Give me a few kilograms of coarse grains, I'll just pay two yuan." The old woman was a little embarrassed and whispered, "I came from the countryside. The harvest was not good this year. I only got ten kilograms of wheat, which I exchanged for coarse grains. The New Year is coming soon, and I only have a little over a kilogram of dried sweet potatoes at home. If we eat them up in the next two days, they will be gone. I can't let my grandchildren go hungry during the New Year, right? It's not allowed to borrow food before the New Year."

Feng Qingxue found a secluded place and said, "I only have a few kilograms of fine grains and coarse grains. How much do you want?"

The old woman was overjoyed and followed immediately.

The old woman held the flour bag with tears in her eyes, "Good man, good man, I met a good man again."

She can't help everyone, so she helps whoever she sees, otherwise she will feel uneasy.

According to the other party's asking price, Feng Qingxue used thirty kilograms of cornmeal and ten kilograms of flour to buy all the jewelry he brought out.

Feng Qingxue grabbed a bag of mixed grain flour, which was a mixture of corn flour, black flour, dried sweet potato flour and sorghum flour, weighing about ten pounds. She stuffed it into the old woman's pocket and turned to leave, quickening her pace because of the old woman's calls from behind.

For Feng Qingxue, this is the biggest gain of the day.

After a stroll through the flea market, Feng Qingxue, who had gained a lot, met a limping rural woman begging for food on the street. But everyone's life is not easy, so who can help her?

A middle-aged woman sighed and stuffed a coarse flour steamed bun into her hand.

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"Thank you, thank you, Auntie. You are a good person. You will be rewarded in the future." The woman knelt down and kowtowed, then sat on the ground. She didn't care about her dirty hands, broke off a piece of steamed bread and stuffed it into her mouth, eating it voraciously, for fear that the middle-aged woman would regret it or that someone else would snatch it away.

(End of this chapter)