226: I didn’t get to drink the porridge I longed for
A trace of disappointment flashed across Zhou Ziheng's eyes, and his fingers secretly clenched the cup:
How unfortunate, just a few minutes?!
If he had left a few minutes later, he would have been able to see the little girl.
Zhou Ziheng sat back at his desk, looking a little depressed.
After silently drinking a few sips of tea, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Secretary Jiang who was also drinking water:
"Secretary Jiang, where did you meet Yu Xiaoye last time?"
“???”
Secretary Jiang was taken aback by this sudden question. "Last time?" "What last time?"
After thinking over Zhou Ziheng's words twice, he realized what Director Zhou was asking. He quickly recalled:
"Oh, I met her at the breakfast shop. I came out of the shop after breakfast and saw her queuing outside."
"Which breakfast shop?"
"The one on Jiefang Road."
Zhou Ziheng hummed, said nothing, and continued drinking tea.
Secretary Jiang was puzzled. Why did the director ask this question?
It's quite interesting——
Secretary Jiang seemed to have discovered some secret. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and he deliberately asked:
"Captain, why are you asking this?"
Zhou Ziheng glanced at Secretary Jiang and said with a half-smile:
"Just asking."
——
As for Yu Xiaoye, after returning the clothes easily, he rode his bicycle to the black market on the edge of the county town.
The black market is located half on the riverbank and half on the woods, with the main road on the other side of the river.
She found a secret place, returned to the space with her car, and began to prepare to set up a stall at the black market at night.
Load the items you want to sell onto your bicycle in advance.
Considering that she might not be able to come to the county town for a long time in the future, she decided to be bolder tonight. As long as she could sell anything, she would try to sell as much as possible and save more money.
I spent all the money I earned today. I don’t have much money left, only a little over a hundred yuan.
A family of four only has this much savings. If anything happens and they need money, they will be at a loss.
So try to save as much money as possible.
Only when you have money can you feel at ease.
She worked until it was almost dark. Thinking it was about time, she began to disguise herself. She put on the tattered cotton-padded jacket that had been drained of cotton wool, wrapped her head with a cloth, and smeared a layer of soot that she had prepared in advance on her face. She stood in front of the mirror and could hardly recognize herself before she pushed her bicycle out of the space.
Selling things on the black market is something that only happens a few times. With the experience from last time, she has become very familiar with it and still follows the same old routine.
By adding some new things to the old plot, the performance became more and more handy.
The first batch sold out quickly.
He pushed his bicycle and pretended to leave. When he reached a dark place, he went back and pushed out another bicycle to sell the second batch.
She entered and exited the space four times in total, and sold at least six or seven hundred kilograms of fish and shrimp. During this period, she also met a wealthy customer who bought more than a dozen big fish from her at one time.
The ten kilograms of fish oil that had been boiled were all sold, and some of the dried salted fish that had not been fully dried were also sold.
As for the shrimp paste I made last time, it hasn’t been dried yet and it will take some time before it can be taken out.
After selling so many items, she was exhausted and had no strength left. Her legs were shaky and her hands began to tremble.
The effects of staying up late and being overly tired are becoming apparent.
But please don't die suddenly again.
Forget it, the night market is about to close, so let’s go back to the yacht. Life is more important.
When I got back to the yacht, I didn't have the time to count the money, let alone wash up. I just collapsed on the floor of the yacht's cabin and fell asleep with my head tilted.
I only slept for about three hours, as short as a nap, and then I got up again to prepare to go to the morning market.
She can't work so hard at the morning market anymore. If she continues to work so hard, I'm afraid her small body won't be able to bear it.
There happened to be not many fish and shrimps left on the yacht, so I planned to sell them only once, and use the rest of the time to go around and see if there was anything worth buying.
Before leaving the space, I didn't forget to bring a lunch box with me and prepared to buy some grits porridge.
I pushed the bicycle out of the space and came to the dark grove.
Yu Xiaoye noticed that the atmosphere was a little strange. Why wasn't it as lively as last time?
She remembered that the last time she came to the morning market, she could hear the noise of people around her and the lights of flashlights swaying in the woods.
Why is it so dark and quiet this morning?
A chill came over her. Why did the pitch-black grove look so eerie and scary?
She didn't dare turn on the flashlight for fear of exposing herself, so she just stood there motionless, looking around, trying to find some clues in the darkness.
Suddenly, a loud shout was heard from afar:
"Another one caught here!"
Someone begged for mercy in panic:
"Ah, no, no, I'm just passing by, no, really not, you misunderstood!"
"Why are you crossing this road so late at night? Well, you have a big basket of mountain products, including pheasants and rabbits. If you're not selling them, what are you going to do with them? You dare to disrupt the planned economy? Tie them up and confiscate all the mountain products!"
"Comrade, comrade, I really am just passing through to visit relatives. The road is long, so I got up early on purpose. I really am just passing through!"
"Stop quibbling, or I'll destroy you!"
"Ah, don't catch me—"
Yu Xiaoye's scalp tingled. Oh no, he was caught in a surprise inspection!
Without thinking, she held on to her bicycle and returned to the space.
At this moment, she was especially grateful that she had a hiding space where she could hide whenever and wherever there was danger. Otherwise, she might be the next one to be caught!
Back on the deck of the yacht, my heart was pounding and I still felt a little scared.
This time I really experienced what it was like to do something small in the 1970s.
How dangerous this business is. It was fine last night and could trade normally, but it was checked this morning.
Although it was normal for the black market to be investigated, Yu Xiaoye still felt that this matter was a bit unusual.
To be honest, if you really want to investigate these middlemen who engage in speculation and profiteering, you should go to the night market instead of the morning market.
Because according to my understanding of the original book, the night market is the time when real "bulk commodities" are traded. Many middlemen with some influence choose to trade at night. When they check, they will find that all the items are large, and the things seized at that time will definitely be more valuable than those in the morning market.
Most of the people in the morning market are small and insignificant businesses. Many of them bring their own savings to exchange for a little money. It is more like a small spontaneous market for the local people.
If the higher-ups are really determined to conduct a thorough investigation, they should start with the night market, not the morning market.
Therefore, this somewhat confusing operation made Yu Xiaoye feel that this matter was not that simple.
Maybe someone is deliberately trying to scare someone, or someone is deliberately making trouble behind the scenes.
Anyway, there won't be surprise inspections for no reason, there must be something fishy going on.
As for any tricks, that is not something Yu Xiaoye can interfere with.
She is not a professional middleman. She just uses her own supplies to make a little money and earn some family income. She does not regard reselling as a career.
So there is no need to go into it in depth for now.
Okay, I can’t make it to the morning market, so I can go back and rest.
I didn’t get to drink the grits porridge I had been craving for!
She put everything back on the bicycle, then went back to the yacht's cabin, emptied all the money from her bag and began to count it.
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