The skin on the ankle is the thinnest, and the scratched area was extremely painful. Cheng Yaoyao rarely suffered, and her brows were furrowed in pain. Seeing that there was no one around, she washed the wound with spiritual spring water, and the small wound healed quickly, leaving only a faint pink.
Cheng Yaoyao wanted to apply spiritual spring water, and the little lotus leaf began to shake and rolled up its leaves. Cheng Yaoyao had already used up a lot of Yang energy in the past few days by drying Yangmei and taking a bath, and the little lotus leaf was not happy. Cheng Yaoyao's ankle no longer hurt, so he had to give up.
The black market in Lin'an County is not yet very busy. In the hot sun, the vendors are drowsy and seem a little quiet. A few farmers from the countryside squat in a corner, selling some crooked peaches and melons, as well as home-grown vegetables. The egg and grain sellers are standing with their hands folded. Now it is the seller's market, eggs and grain are in great demand, and they seem very leisurely. They only wait for customers to come over and ask questions before they compare prices.
When the young girl in the goose yellow skirt walked in, the air in the black market stagnated. The grain vendors who were dozing against the wall woke up and stared at her with sharp eyes.
Cheng Yaoyao was so beautiful that he was unforgettable. Soon, several vendors came up to him and asked, "Comrade, would you like to buy some food?"
"How about stupid eggs?"
"Fresh peaches, 5 cents a pound!"
A middle-aged man came too close, and the sweaty smell made Cheng Yaoyao frown. He stepped away and asked the old farmer who was selling grain, "Master, I'm looking for a monkey."
The old farmer took Cheng Yaoyao to one side and shouted "Monkey" at the entrance of the alley. A little girl ran over to call for help.
While waiting for the monkey, the old farmer smiled and said to Cheng Yaoyao, "Girl, thanks to the cloth coupons you gave me last time, my daughter has made a new piece of cloth... what kind of chicken is it?"
Cheng Yaoyao asked: "Braji?"
"Yes, it's a bragi. It's just a skirt. Why do they insist on calling it that? They say it came from the Soviet Union." The old farmer said happily.
Cheng Yaoyao was about to speak with a smile, but the middle-aged man came over unwillingly and said, "Comrade, I have a watch from Shanghai, would you like to take a look?"
"No." Cheng Yaoyao frowned in annoyance, his little face frosty.
The middle-aged man was not afraid at all and buzzed around Cheng Yaoyao like a fly.
The old farmer separated himself from the middle-aged man intentionally or unintentionally. As they were entangled, the monkey ran out of the alley, "I'm here! Who's looking for me? It's you!"
The old farmer hurriedly said to the monkey, "I'm here to buy from you. I'll give you the old price."
The monkey was very clever. After receiving the old farmer's hint, he glanced at Cheng Yaoyao and the middle-aged man and understood what was going on. He smiled and said to the middle-aged man, "Old Liu, this is my guest."
Old Liu stared at Cheng Yaoyao with a deadly look before walking away.
That look was like that of a toad, and Cheng Yaoyao felt extremely disgusted wherever he stared at.
After he walked away unwillingly, the old farmer asked, "Girl, why are you here alone? Where is your tall boyfriend from last time?"
Cheng Yaoyao said: "He didn't come."
The old farmer shook his head and said, "Don't come alone next time. I'm going to go and greet the guests. You guys can chat, monkeys."
This was the second time Monkey had seen Cheng Yaoyao, and he was still dazzled by her beauty. He rubbed his hands and smiled, "Comrade, what do you want from me?"
Cheng Yaoyao took out a can of dried bayberry: "I made this myself."
The monkey blushed and said, "Well, how can I accept your things?"
Cheng Yaoyao almost rolled his eyes and said, "I am planning to sell it! Do you want to cooperate with me? We will split the profits 37%."
The monkey scratched his head and said in embarrassment: "Food, cloth, eggs are all easy to sell, how much are your dried bayberries worth?"
Cheng Yaoyao said: "I plan to sell it for 5 yuan."
The monkey almost bit his tongue and laughed: "Girl, you don't know how expensive firewood and rice are until you become the head of a household. Did you see those farmers over there? They brought peaches and cantaloupes, and they sell them for 2.5 cents per pound. Usually, there are people who come to sell waxberries, and you can buy three pounds for one dime!"
Cheng Yaoyao raised his chin proudly: "The dried yam I made is different! Try it first."
"Okay, okay." No one could refuse Cheng Yaoyao, not even the monkey.
Cheng Yaoyao opened the bottle cap and poured out a few dried starberries into the monkey's palm. The dried starberries were covered with a layer of thick sugar juice and had thick flesh, which was indeed different from ordinary dried starberries.
The monkey put his hands into his mouth, and the sweet and sour taste exploded on the tip of his tongue. The monkey's eyes widened immediately.
Cheng Yaoyao was not surprised at the monkey's reaction. She carefully tightened the bottle cap and said straight to the point, "How about it? Five yuan per pound. You help me sell it and we split the profits 70% to 30%."
The monkey slurped his saliva and tasted the dried red bayberries carefully before he was willing to say, "The price is a bit high. It's not easy to sell."
Cheng Yaoyao said complacently: "My dried poplars are very clean. They are made with first-class white sugar and spiritual... mountain spring water. The cost is not low."
The monkey immediately said, "Can we lower the cost? Replace the white sugar with saccharin or Cuban sugar? The cost can be reduced by a lot."
"No." Cheng Yaoyao said decisively, "How can the taste of saccharin be compared with that of white sugar? Cuban sugar has too many impurities, and the dried bayberries made from it are bitter and have residue. Besides, it doesn't save you much money."
Monkey stared at the dried poplars in Cheng Yaoyao's hand and said with a toothache, "Sister, do you know how many kilograms of fine grains you can buy with five yuan? It's really hard to sell if the price is too high!"
Cheng Yaoyao had thought of this a long time ago. For a dual-employee family like Chen Yong, the combined monthly salary is only 70 or 80 yuan, and he is willing to buy dried starberries because he loves his wife. Even if other people have spare money, they will buy food and snacks to fill their stomachs first. Few people are willing to spend five yuan to buy a pound of dried starberries.
Cheng Yaoyao asked the monkey back: "Do you know the melon seeds sold at the entrance of the cinema? How do they sell them?"
The monkey understood immediately: "You mean retail?!"
In those days, televisions had not yet entered ordinary people's homes, and cinemas were the most popular entertainment venue for ordinary people. Especially young men and women, they must go to the movies when they go on a date or blind date.
Darkness easily breeds ambiguity. Sitting in a dark cinema, their fingers accidentally touch each other, their hearts are in turmoil, and a marriage is decided.
When you watch a movie in a cinema, you can't just watch it. You have to buy two bottles of soda and a pack of snacks. There are the most vendors at the entrance of the cinema. They are always banned. I don't know how many people they support.
The most popular snack at the entrance of the cinema is of course melon seeds. The woman selling fried melon seeds carries a cloth bag and uses a small wine glass with a crack in the coarse porcelain to hold the melon seeds. Each glass costs five cents. This way of selling melon seeds has been passed down for many years. When Cheng Yaoyao was in elementary school, the canteen at the entrance of the school still sold melon seeds in this way, so she is very familiar with it.
Monkey knew better and quickly calculated the account: "The family selling melon seeds outside the cinema is a family. If they fry ten kilograms of melon seeds tomorrow, they can make a gross profit of twenty yuan in one night! Dried poplars can be sold in the same way, and the price will be even higher. Dried poplars are very big, and one kilogram can make twenty to thirty cups of soup! We have to find the people in the cinema and divide them into several buyers, and let those kids sell them."
Cheng Yaoyao raised his chin and said, "How about it? Do you want to cooperate with me? I just sell the goods to you. How you sell them and how many buyers you find are your business. I won't interfere."
The monkey's eyes rolled around, and his mind was thinking quickly. Cheng Yaoyao knew that he must be thinking about how to bargain for the price, so he ignored him and crossed his arms leisurely.
The original book says that the monkey is a natural businessman with a network of connections that goes in all directions. He is specifically responsible for selling goods to the protagonist. He can consume thousands of kilograms of goods provided by the protagonist, let alone a small amount for himself.
Cheng Yaoyao added: "I have some mushroom sauce here. Do you want some?"
Before the monkey could say anything, a greasy voice came from behind: "I want it~"
The old Liu from before actually came over again, bringing two other strangers with him, both of whom looked quite wretched. Old Liu glanced at Cheng Yaoyao and the things she hid in her bag, and smiled with yellow teeth: "So you are the one who ships goods, sister, if you have any good stuff, I will take it! How can Monkey, this kid, afford to take the goods?"
Monkey smiled apologetically and put his hand on Lao Liu's shoulder: "Lao Liu, this is my acquaintance, my sister, please give me some face..."
"Get lost! What dignity do you have? Stop flattering yourself." The man who was in the same group as Old Liu pushed the monkey away with a gruff look on his face. He then stared at Cheng Yaoyao and smiled, "What kind of person is this comrade?"
His eyes kept scanning Cheng Yaoyao's chest. Cheng Yaoyao was so angry that his head felt dizzy. He turned around with a cold face and was about to leave, but was blocked by the three of them.
Cheng Yaoyao smelled the rotten smell and alcohol in their mouths and raised his voice: "Get out!"
Monkey also rushed over and tried his best to stop the three people: "Old Liu, don't make trouble. She is a decent girl. If you call the inspection team over, we will all be finished!"
Several other vendors also tried to persuade them, but they seemed to be afraid of these three people and did not dare to get close.
Old Liu laughed and said, "How can a decent girl come to the black market to sell goods?"
They seemed to be sure that Cheng Yaoyao came to the black market but dared not make it public. The chubby-faced man even reached out and touched Cheng Yaoyao's braid, which made Cheng Yaoyao feel disgusted. Just as he was about to scream, an arm came from the side and tightly grasped the chubby-faced man's dirty hand.
The chubby-faced man screamed like a chicken being strangled by the neck, then he knelt on the ground with his hands covered. Old Liu raised his eyes and glared at the person who suddenly appeared behind Cheng Yaoyao: "How dare you... dare to hit someone?!"
Cheng Yaoyao turned around and saw a tall and handsome young man standing behind her in the backlight, with a sinister look and a terrifying aura.
"Thank you..." Cheng Yaoyao bit her lip, her eyes suddenly turned red, and she hid behind Xie San as if she had found a backer.
The chubby-faced man let one of his hands hang unnaturally, and hissed, "You little bastard, I'm not done with you!"
Xie San took a step forward, looking down at the chubby face on the ground, his tone so cold it made people shiver: "Do you still want to come?"
"No, no, no, we were just joking." Old Liu took advantage of the situation and hurriedly supported the chubby face, saying awkwardly, "Let's go, let's go!"
Watching the three people fleeing in panic, the old farmer came over and said, "Those two are selling pork, no one dares to mess with them! This old Liu is getting more and more despicable! Girl, it's a good thing your date is here, I told you not to come here alone!"
Cheng Yaoyao secretly glanced at Xie San, feeling wronged and scared. She whispered, "How did I know they were so bad!"
She felt wronged and wanted Xie San to comfort her. But Xie San just said "let's go" and walked out first.
Cheng Yaoyao stomped his feet, but he didn't dare to stay alone, so he could only chase after him angrily.
The monkey quickly caught up with him and said, "Hey, wait a minute, we haven't discussed what Yangmei is doing yet."
Cheng Yaoyao quickly made a gesture to shut up, and Xie San looked over. Cheng Yaoyao was startled for a second and confessed, "I'm selling Yangmei."
Xie San spread his hands and said, "Give it to me."
Cheng Yaoyao handed him the heavy cloth bag in his hand. Xie San frowned and said to Cheng Yaoyao, "Wait for me under the memorial archway."
Cheng Yaoyao said: "But..."
Xie San said without question, "I'll talk, you go over there and wait."
"Got it." Hearing the seriousness in Xie San's tone, Cheng Yaoyao nodded obediently, then pulled Xie San over and whispered, "The reserve price is four dollars and fifty cents. Don't let him bargain you down!"
Looking at Cheng Yaoyao's face that said "I'm smart", Xie San couldn't help but twist his lips and nodded. Cheng Yaoyao then ran to stand under the archway. There was no sun here, and there were gusts of wind blowing from the alley.
Xie San carried the things and walked to the side with the monkey, away from the crowd but just in time to see Cheng Yaoyao. The two talked in low voices for a while, with the monkey doing most of the talking and Xie San occasionally speaking briefly with a blank expression on his face.
Cheng Yaoyao yawned and lowered his head to fiddle with his watch. It was only half past eleven. Didn't Xie San say that he would finish at twelve o'clock?
Just as he was thinking, Xie San came over. Cheng Yaoyao took the cloth bag from him, which was empty: "Have you sold them all? How much did you sell?"
Xie San did not answer, but led her through several alleys and to the back door of a closed library. There was no one around. He then opened his hand, and in his palm was a roll of banknotes and small bills.
Cheng Yaoyao took it and counted it. There were 32 yuan in total, and some tickets. It was higher than the price she had negotiated with Monkey before! Cheng Yaoyao asked curiously, "Why is there a few more yuan? Did you raise the price?"
"Well." Xie San said, "Keep the money away and don't let anyone see it."
Cheng Yaoyao took out her small purse and stuffed the money in it, then wiped her hands carefully with her handkerchief. She stuffed more than 30 yuan into the purse as if it were waste paper, and she looked like she didn't care about the money.
Xie San looked at her and whispered, "What did you promise me last time?"
"I promised you a lot of things, but I don't remember which one they were." Cheng Yaoyao folded his hand and put it down, saying lightly.
Xie San said sternly, "You promised me that you would be good and not cause trouble. But you came to the black market by yourself. Is that good?"
Cheng Yaoyao's eyes trembled, and his arrogance suddenly dropped. He groaned, "I'm making money. Look, I just made more than twenty yuan."
She took out the small purse and stuffed it into Xie San's hand. The small blue silk purse was bulging with full of banknotes when she squeezed it gently.
Xie San got the message accurately: "You sold it to someone else?"
"..." Cheng Yaoyao was speechless. After thinking for a while, he said, "With money, I can buy fine food, and new clothes for grandma and Xiaofei. And you, you have to change into new clothes too."
Xie San didn't say anything for a long time. He put the small purse back into Cheng Yaoyao's hand and held it: "This is your own money, keep it."
Cheng Yaoyao's fingers were slender and as delicate as silk. Xie San's rough hands barely covered hers. The two had not had close contact for several days. Yang energy continued to flow from their skin into their bodies, and the little lotus leaf happily stretched out.
The fingers with the rope were rough and powerful, and when they rubbed against the back of her hand, it seemed to stimulate a tiny electric current, causing many strange images to flash through Cheng Yaoyao's mind. The body rolling on the big bed, the rolled up skirt, rubbing her big lion... and the finger marks on her chest and the teeth marks on the back of her feet.
Cheng Yaoyao's cheeks suddenly felt hot and he pulled his hand back.
Xie San felt the tenderness in his palm throbbing. When he came to his senses, he saw Cheng Yaoyao's cheeks were dizzy and his eyes were drunk. His blood boiled for a moment and he said in a hoarse voice: "Yaoyao, you..."
Cheng Yaoyao snorted, turned his back and stared at the wall. A chest pressed against his back, and Cheng Yaoyao turned away suddenly as if frightened.
There was a wall behind her. She pressed herself against the rough, hot wall and glared at Xie San: "You...you go away! I'm still angry!"
She finally remembered that she was still angry with Xie San, and all the old and new hatreds came up at once. She poked Xie San's chest muscles with her fingertips and pushed back. The force of a cat pricked at the itchiest part of her heart.
The soft and fragrant beauty was right in front of him, her pretty face flushed, and she glared at people in a way that she thought was very fierce but actually had no intimidation at all, which made people want to bully her even more.
Only Xie San really stepped back obediently, like a tamed big dog, and thought about what had just happened: "I didn't mean to hurt you just now."
Cheng Yaoyao said: "You have."
Xie San denied: "I didn't."
Cheng Yaoyao stamped his feet unruly: "You are still talking back now!"
"..." Xie San's beautifully shaped lips moved, then he pursed them and fell silent.
Cheng Yaoyao looked at his lips, not knowing what he was thinking of, his eyes suddenly trembled: "Also, there is that thing..."
Xie Sandao: "What is it?"
"You're playing dumb again!" Cheng Yaoyao's face flushed red, and he spoke without thinking when he was anxious: "What about you touching me?"
"..." Xie San let out a hoarse gasp from his throat, and the light in his narrow eyes frightened Cheng Yaoyao so much that he dodged backwards. Behind him was a hot wall, and the breath from Xie San in front of him was even hotter, and there was an aggression that made Cheng Yaoyao's legs go weak.
Xie San's voice was hoarse, and he stared at her intently: "I touched it."
"You..." She didn't expect him to admit it so directly. He didn't show any guilt or shyness as Cheng Yaoyao had imagined. Instead, Cheng Yaoyao was stunned. Many words he had prepared were stuck in his throat.
She stared at Xie San dumbfoundedly, her cheeks reddening layer by layer, and she looked charming and seductive: "You... you still dare to say that? Why did you touch me! Did you sneak into my room that night?"
"I not only want to touch you, I also want to..." Xie San's last words were so hoarse that they could not be heard clearly. A drop of sweat rolled down his neat jawline, about to fall.
The hot breath blew against Cheng Yaoyao's ears, making her legs go weak. Xie San didn't finish his words, but his eyes said it all. She cried softly, and Xie San grabbed her waist. She hung her whole body weight on his arm to prevent herself from falling to the ground.
Cheng Yaoyao cried and said something indistinctly. Xie San lowered his head and listened carefully, and finally heard clearly what she said: "Kiss me..."
Cheng Yaoyao's lips were softer than rose petals and sweeter. Xie San placed a kiss on her with great care and stroked her silky hair with his big hands: "Don't cry."
This kiss was like a dragonfly touching the water, but it was filled with love and affection as if it were a treasure. Cheng Yaoyao's legs became weaker and weaker, and his heart was pounding. It must be the lotus leaf that was causing trouble.
She thought in a daze, holding Xie San's neck with both hands and kissing him randomly. She first touched Xie San's Adam's apple, then his chin, which had some rough stubble on it, which pricked her cheeks, and finally found his lips.
The scorching sun was shining brightly in this deserted narrow alley. The strong young man was sweating profusely on his shoulders as he held the delicate girl tightly in his arms. However, they did nothing (!!!) except exchanging a shy kiss.
It was a hasty, unstructured kiss, with a faint smell of blood wafting from the tip of the tongue.
The anxiety in her chest dissipated, Cheng Yaoyao shuddered suddenly, and her eyes gradually regained clarity. She hung softly on Xie San's arm, and their lips touched.
Cheng Yaoyao stared at Xie San's face in confusion. His narrow and calm eyes were filled with lust, and his big hands tightly held her waist, just like the big lion in her dream.
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