Qingyang City is a prefecture-level city and is located at a transportation hub. It has two north and south railway stations and several large factories. It has developed very well, with a constant flow of people and cars, and can be considered prosperous.
Walking on the street, you can see several five- or six-story "high-rise buildings" from time to time, and buildings from the late Qing Dynasty emerge from time to time underneath. The collision of modern and ancient times has a unique flavor.
The punctual sound of the bells striking the clock came from the distant tower, and even the air vibrated, and a sharp cold wind blew towards us.
Out of curiosity about the system reward she had just received, He Ruixue found an empty alley to park her car and took out an egg from the space. It was no different from the one the original owner had eaten in the morning, a little small, not the feed eggs of later generations. Twenty of them together weighed less than two kilograms.
Speaking of space, it was a new member benefit given to her by the system. It was twenty cubic meters for free, where time stood still and no living things could be stored.
He Ruixue wrapped the eggs in a cloth bag, put them in his backpack, and then put them all into the space. Then he rode his bike out of the alley and wandered aimlessly on the streets.
Near the train station, she met several people with their hats pulled down, carrying cloth bags or baskets, walking in and out of a remote and deserted alley. She realized that this was probably the place where people conducted private transactions nowadays, commonly known as the "market" and "pigeon market".
The black market is different from the market. The market is where villagers exchange agricultural products for money and city dwellers trade goods with each other. It is a place for "speculation and profiteering" and a unique product of the planned economy period.
Although it is informal, the people have a demand for it, and the authorities generally turn a blind eye and do not conduct strict investigations.
As for the black market, it is much more obscure.
Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, the situation in the city was chaotic. There were many gangs, such as the Rice Gang, the Water Gang, and the Tea Gang, which controlled the lives of ordinary people. For example, the Water Gang occupied the wells in the city, and ordinary people had to pay a fee to them if they wanted to drink water.
After the founding of the People's Republic of China, these gangs were arrested and dispersed, but some of them still hid underground, and the black market was mostly organized by them.
Black market transactions involve contraband such as guns, antiques, tobacco leaves, and large amounts of stolen goods secretly stolen from various factories, and even transactions involving human beings, organs, and blood. These transactions are shrouded in secrecy and are difficult for ordinary people to access.
This kind of place is extremely dangerous and will be severely punished once discovered. Moreover, most of the black market managers are extremely vicious and have killed many people, so they basically cannot escape the death penalty.
He Ruixue stopped and looked around for a while, and found that the market was hidden in the city, located near the railway station, and had a large floating population.
Even if someone with a red armband comes to catch you, as long as you get into the crowd, everyone is carrying bags and it is impossible to tell whether they are passengers or ticket scalpers.
She didn't want to buy anything, but she couldn't help but feel curious. She stood there and observed carefully for a while, and unexpectedly she got something unexpected.
The man with a crew cut and gray clothes seemed to be in a hurry to catch a train. He bumped into an old man while running. He waved his hands and scratched his head as if to apologize. He pointed to the big clock outside and left with an embarrassed look on his face.
If she hadn't seen a flash of cold light on his palm and the small bag that fell into his arms as he raised his hand, she really wouldn't have realized that this man was a thief. His movements were so neat.
Worried that he had accomplices, He Ruixue did not step forward to expose him. Instead, she went to the security room and spoke to someone quietly.
Several security personnel immediately went out to arrest the man, and soon they brought back the good news that the man had been detained, and several bags filled with money were found on him, and they were looking for the owner.
"This guy is a habitual thief. I heard he's been in jail a few times. He doesn't work, but uses the money he steals to buy alcohol. He specifically preys on the elderly and the weak, and people don't dare to hit him when they're caught... I don't know who he stole from this time, but we found hundreds of dollars on him, enough for him to work on the farm for the rest of his life."
"By the way, he also found a pack of noodles and two strips of bacon in his bag. Are they the things you lost?"
He Ruixue was a little surprised. In order to make the security personnel pay enough attention, she lied that she had lost something and the only person she had contacted during that time was the thief, so she wanted them to verify it. Unexpectedly, they really caught fish.
That's right, there was a market just ahead. The thief probably went there to buy something. On the way back, he touched things a few times when there were many people around. She happened to see him.
She originally wanted to say no, but the security guard in front of her touched his breast pocket and knocked on the table, his eyes full of suggestion.
He immediately understood, quickly changed his tone, and nodded, "Yes, it's mine."
The latter gave her a meaningful look, pulled out a bag he had prepared earlier from behind his back, and handed the contents to her. "Keep it safe. You've done something meritorious this time. Go out through the back door later, and don't let anyone see you. He might have some shady brothers. What if they're planning revenge? What will you do, little girl?"
She nodded solemnly, "Thank you, comrade. I will be careful."
"Go ahead, and be careful on the road."
He Ruixue walked out of the door, and the system's voice suddenly rang out -
[During the event, cheat one pound of noodles and one piece of bacon. 5 times the amount, critical hit, get five pounds of noodles and five pieces of bacon.]
How can this be called cheating?
She hadn't tried to hide the fact that she was lying, and the security officer knew it very well, but he still gave her the benefits without hesitation, which meant that they had gotten much more than that from the thief, and he didn't mind giving her a share of the profits as a reward for her reporting the case.
The system is not intelligent. Do you understand the human subtext?
But it was a good deal for her.
Leaving the station, she checked the new supplies. The noodles came in a pound package. They weren't very white, but a little gray with a little bit of bran.
The bacon is made from the best pork belly, with alternating fat and lean meat and distinct layers. Each piece weighs about two pounds, is greasy, and has the unique smoked aroma of bacon.
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