Song Fuyu was carrying a backpack filled with samples that she was going to sell this time, mainly various grains, as well as some fruits and meat.

These are things needed for daily life, especially food, which are particularly scarce in cities.

She doesn't plan to sell it piecemeal.

People who go to the black market, besides those who cannot purchase from the supply and marketing cooperatives, are mostly people who lack tickets. Otherwise, they can just wait until the supply and marketing cooperatives have the tickets before buying things like food.

Song Fuyu, carrying a backpack, successfully exchanged secret codes with the person guarding the entrance of the black market.

She didn't rush in, but started talking to the gatekeeper.

"Brother, I have a large amount of supplies. Can you introduce me to your boss?"

She pulled a pack of unmarked cigarettes from her pocket and handed it to the person opposite her.

When the other person saw the cigarette in her hand, his eyes lit up and he quickly put it in his pocket without hesitation.

"How much do you have? If it's too little or the quality is too poor, we won't accept it."

Song Fuyu put down the backpack and lifted the cloth covering it.

"Take a look at this, how is the quality?"

These grains are grown in space.

The space has its own system that can recycle what she grows, and then exchange it for gold coins to be used for upgrades or to purchase things on the system platform.

But they are all converted according to the local prices. When she recycled them in modern times, the system gave her a price of ten yuan per kilogram.

It can already be considered top-grade food.

The gatekeeper took a look at the things in the backpack and couldn't hide the surprise on his face.

The rice inside is clearly grained and has no impurities. Its quality is much higher than the best rice they are currently collecting.

Once it is circulated, it will definitely sell for a good price.

"How many do you have in total?"

Seeing that he was very satisfied, Song Fuyu said lightly, "Not much, just a few thousand kilograms."

When the other party heard the number of thousands of kilograms, his eyes widened.

Isn’t this a large amount enough?

This young man may not look very old, but he is quite capable.

"Come with me."

Song Fuyu didn't move.

"If you want to trade, get your boss over here, or I'm leaving."

I will just go with you guys and I won't know where you are taking me. If you rob me, I won't have any way to complain.

Seeing that Song Fuyu was obviously worried, the other party did not force him. It would be strange if he was not cautious with so many supplies.

"Wait a moment, I'll be right back."

After a few minutes, the gatekeeper came over with a man who looked to be in his thirties and had a very elegant temperament.

"Little brother, you have a large amount of supplies to sell?"

Although the man's tone was gentle, he looked at Song Fuyu with a scrutinizing look.

"Yes, you can take a look at my goods first, and make sure that all are of the same quality as they are now."

The man looked through the things in the backpack and became more and more satisfied.

Rice and flour are of high quality.

The apples and pears looked fresh, as if they had just been picked from the trees.

If you can get it, you can definitely sell it for a good price.

If the fruit is shipped to Beijing, the price may double.

"How many do you have?"

"How much can you eat?"

The gatekeeper was even more surprised after hearing this, this was the first time someone asked their boss how much he could eat.

In the past, people who sold them basically only sold a few hundred kilograms, and it was rare to sell over a thousand kilograms.

"Just tell me how much you have first."

The boss obviously didn't want to miss this deal, and this young man really looked like he had a large amount of supplies. If he said there was less, he would really regret it.

Especially when the other party does not show his true face, it is basically a one-time deal and there will be no next time.

"3,000 kilograms of rice and flour, 1,000 kilograms of fruit each. If you can still eat more, I can also give you five pigs weighing about 300 kilograms, which have been slaughtered. The price will be based on the normal selling price."

She said it easily, but every word was like a hammer, hitting the chest of the boss and the gatekeeper one by one.

Fortunately, he did not report the number himself. He thought that one thousand kilograms was already a lot for the other party. After all, he had seen the quality of these things.

I didn’t expect there were so many... If he can catch them this time, his position in the black market in Heng City will be more stable.

"What do you want? I may not be able to take out this much money all at once."

"I want all kinds of national coupons, the more the better. If I don't have any, I can use old items to offset them. Finally, money comes."

"As for time, if you can get it in the evening, then trade it in the evening, no later than tomorrow night."

"No problem, then tonight, I'll find a way to get it for you."

"One o'clock in the morning, Taoist temple in the southwest."

"Remember to be on time. Don't be early or late. No one will be waiting after the deadline."

"As for the private method, think about how old you want to live before you use it."

After saying that, Song Fuyu carried the backpack and walked towards the exit without looking back.

Leaving two people standing at the door of the black market with stunned looks on their faces.

"Boss, do you think he can be trusted?"

"Don't worry about whether it's credible or not, just go get the money back!"

"If you don't get me all the money I owe you before tonight, Skinny will do your work for you from now on."

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

He must eat such a large amount.

As for the thieves eating each other, he no longer dared to think about it. It was still unknown who would eat whom in the end. He should just hurry up and find the God of Wealth what she wanted.

Song Fu Yu came out of the black market, changed his clothes, restored his appearance before coming out, and returned to the hotel.

After chatting with her last night, Li Chunli felt that Song Fuyu was her confidant and she really liked what he said.

Seeing her come back, he stood up and greeted her enthusiastically.

"Xiao Song, you're back. Where have you been so early in the morning?"

"Aunt Li, I just went to the hospital to change my medicine, and I got a big bag of medicine back."

"Does it hurt?"

"Fortunately, it doesn't hurt that much anymore. I've gotten over the pain a long time ago."

"How did you do this? It looks pretty serious."

"Oh, don't say it. It makes me feel uncomfortable when I think about it."

"I was pushed by my stepmother and stepsister and crashed into the stove. If Director Chen hadn't sent me to the hospital in time, I would be buried underground with my biological mother and would not be alive to appear here."

Although he pretended not to say it, he still quickly explained the reason.

"Oh, you are such a miserable child, your damn stepmother, your biological mother is gone, doesn't she even let a little girl like you go?"

"I don't know why she just can't tolerate me. I usually do all the housework at home. Maybe it's because of the job my biological mother left for me."

She told Li Chunli roughly the cause of the incident and what happened to the original owner at home.

The reason why I told her was because this hotel cooperated with the steel plant. Employees from the steel plant would often come with their people to check in, and it was not too far from the steel plant and the tube-shaped building.

Li Chunli is the hotel receptionist, and she seems to be the type who can't keep secrets. If she knows, then it is very likely that everyone will know it soon.

Not only did she want to make sure Song Hao and the others had a bad ending, she also wanted everyone around them to know about the "good things" they had done!

She couldn't publicize it herself, so it seemed good that someone was standing up for her, although she felt a little sorry for Li Chunli as she had taken advantage of her.

Li Chunli's eyes turned red when she heard this.

He took Song Fuyu's hand and scolded Song Hao, Liu Qiaoyu and Song Xiuxiu.

"Fu Yu, don't worry. I know a lot of people in the steel mill. I will help you talk to everyone so that everyone can see their true colors."

"Aunt Li, this is not good, right? Will it affect you?"

"What's wrong with this? They dare to do this to you. This is what they deserve. My husband is the manager of the hotel. They dare not do anything to me."

"Aunt Li, I hope it doesn't affect you."

"You are too honest, kid. You are easily bullied."

Song·Honest Child·Fu Yu, after escaping from the enthusiastic Li Chunli, returned to the room.

Just now on the way back, a new way to deal with Song Hao and the others suddenly popped up in her mind. She must get rid of this scum before she leaves.