Wang Shuning was stunned for a moment. Was she referring to selling things on the black market?
“I guess so.”
Not long after, Wang Shuning sold out all the things in the bamboo basket. She moved directly from the space and sold another bamboo basket of things before moving to another location.
The bamboo basket was only that big, and she had just arrived, so two bamboo baskets would be enough. If someone wanted to target her, it would be easy for something to go wrong if they stayed there too long.
She went to another black market and set up her stall again.
Not long after, a man in a Mao suit stopped in front of Wang Shuning and asked, "When was the soybean oil made?"
The man immediately took a liking to a seven-liter barrel of soybean oil on the stall.
Wang Shuning: "It's been squeezed for no more than a month. If you really want to buy it, I'll open the lid and let you smell it."
"Open it and show me this rapeseed oil."
At the man's request, Wang Shuning opened the lids of both barrels of oil.
The man leaned in close to the bottle and sniffed it carefully, observing the color of the oil through the bottle, and finally said, "I want both barrels."
The man took out the bills from his pocket and gave all the ones he couldn't use to Wang Shuning, and even asked for money to make up for the shortfall.
Wang Shuning noticed that there was a bicycle ticket and a watch ticket in the ticket in his hand, "Brother, are you selling the bicycle ticket and the watch ticket?"
The man was stunned. A country girl actually wanted to buy his own bicycle ticket and watch ticket. This was not cheap.
The two tickets were issued by the factory two days ago. I was thinking of selling them to a dealer, but Wang Shuning noticed them and said, "The bicycle ticket is 120 yuan, and the watch ticket is 100 yuan. Do you have the money to buy them?"
Wang Shuning nodded in affirmation, "I'll buy it."
The man was stunned. Two hundred and twenty yuan was a lot of money. This was good, as it saved him from having to make another trip. He handed the bicycle ticket to Wang Shuning first.
Wang Shuning took out his purse, which was full of small coins. He counted on his fingers for a long time before handing two hundred and twenty yuan to the man.
The man counted it again and after making sure there was no problem, he handed the remaining watch ticket to Wang Shuning.
Wang Shuning carefully put the watch ticket and bicycle ticket into her pocket and held her empty wallet. She was back to the time before liberation and had only five yuan left. If she hadn't sold a batch of things at the last black market, she might not have been able to get two tickets at once.
After a few more transactions, Wang Shuning sensitively discovered that someone seemed to be watching her.
Her heart beat faster and faster. She was ready to leave with the basket on her back before she had sold all the things in it.
There is space, just go to a place where there is no one, and when you turn a corner, you can get into the space and get rid of the people.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she stood up, a woman came up to her and whispered, "Big business, do you want to do it?"
Wang Shuning slowed down his pace, looked at the woman after moving his eyes around for a while, and then continued walking forward.
The woman understood immediately and followed Wang Shuning not too close or too far. What she didn't expect was that Wang Shuning actually took her directly to the gate of the state-owned hotel.
The woman hesitated for a few seconds and then followed him in. In public, and with the other party being a little girl, what could she do to her?
The two sat next to each other at a table in the corner of the state-owned restaurant. After ordering the dishes, Wang Shuning looked at her and asked, "What big business?"
The woman looked around and saw that the tables around were empty. "I see that the fruits you sell are very fresh. Do you have a fixed source of supply? How many do you have? I'll buy them all."
Wang Shuning looked the woman over and asked, "Do you often do business in the black market?"
Song Qian: "My son does a lot of work, so he takes all kinds of goods. If you still have some oil, I want some too."
Wang Shuning lowered his eyes and thought. The quantity of each item harvested in the space was not large, but the variety was rich, and he could harvest once a week. If he could find a fixed buyer, he would not have to set up a stall on the black market to sell loose goods in the future.
Can the person in front of you be trusted?
The waiter brought the dishes over and the two of them immediately shut up.
Song Qian looked at the vegetarian and meat dishes and a bowl of rice. The little girl seemed to be eating very well.
A minute later, the beef noodles ordered by Song Qian arrived.
Wang Shuning: "100 kilograms of apples, oranges, green pears, bananas, and peaches."
"Five hundred kilograms of wheat flour and rice each."
With every word Wang Shuning spoke, Song Qian's eyes became brighter.
"Ten barrels of rapeseed oil and soybean oil, seven liters each."
"The delivery will be made at the cemetery outside the county town at twelve o'clock the day after tomorrow."
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The smile on Song Qian's face froze, "Graveyard?"
There are so many places, why did she choose a cemetery.
There was sunshine outside just now. This little girl must be a human.
Wang Shuning nodded confidently, "Yes, it's in the cemetery. No one will go there at midnight. It's the safest place."
The most important thing is that bad people are afraid of ghosts after doing bad things. If these people dare to play tricks, I will disappear out of thin air and scare them to death.
Song Qian gritted her teeth and agreed, "Okay, let's go to the cemetery."
After they agreed on the price, they separated.
Song Qian stood on the street and looked carefully to see if there was Wang Shuning's shadow on the ground. Then she quickly ran home to discuss with her son. The business was going to be big, so they had to make preparations.
In the afternoon, Wang Shuning went to other black markets to sell a lot of things. Of course, there were more than just those fruits in the space, but some fruits were uncommon. Fruits like jackfruit and coconut had to be shipped from far away and were not available locally, so Wang Shuning did not plan to sell them for the time being and would make plans after finding a suitable buyer.
The state-owned store in the county had ready-made watches and bicycles, but Wang Shuning only earned 34 yuan after working all afternoon, which was unaffordable.
But she still went to a state-owned store and bought a flashlight. They had to take action the day after tomorrow night, and she couldn't go out in the dark. If she lit a candle, not only would the people who came, but she herself would feel scared.
She glanced at the watch in the cupboard of the state-owned store. It would be five o'clock in half an hour, so she had to go back quickly.
I waited under the big locust tree, and gradually some familiar-looking people came over. They were the people who had ridden the ox cart with me in the morning.
A familiar-looking old man drove over in a ox cart and everyone got on it immediately.
After arriving in the town, the sky began to darken. Wang Shuning quickened her pace back to the village. Halfway through, it was already very dark and she could not see the road clearly, so she turned on her flashlight to illuminate the way.
The lights in He Zhuzhu's house have been turned off, but He Zhuzhu has not yet gone to bed. Wang Shuning's room has been locked all day, and he has not returned yet. She is a little worried.
A beam of light hit the glass window. He Zhuzhu immediately got out of bed, opened the door, and saw that it was Wang Shuning who was using the key to open the door. Only then did she feel at ease and went back to sleep.
The next day, Wang Shuning showed up while cooking, and spent the rest of the time in the space harvesting.
At night, after the villagers fell asleep, Wang Shuning went out in the dark wearing all black clothes.
There were no bullock carts at night, so she had to walk.
By the time she reached the cemetery, her feet were so sore. In addition, she was wearing so many clothes that her back was sweating. No one had arrived yet, so it must not be yet twelve o'clock.
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