The buyers and sellers in the yard stopped talking to each other and looked at the young man in confusion.
The young man stopped in front of Jiang Shiyue, gestured to her for a moment, and gestured towards the main hall. "Comrade, can you please have a moment with me?"
Jiang Shiyue pursed her lips and remained motionless.
The young man smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, girl! We are the owners of this yard. We just want to talk to you about buying clothes."
Jiang Shiyue lowered her eyes. There were guards outside the black market, and one needed to buy a ticket and give a code to enter. This meant that this courtyard was managed by someone specifically.
There was no point in hiding on someone else's territory. After much deliberation, he could only take Yangyang's hand and follow the young man into the house.
Jiang Shiyue stopped as soon as she entered the room, pulled Yangyang behind her, and looked at the people and things in the room calmly.
This house looks like an ordinary residence from the outside, but it is a different world inside.
The decoration was very luxurious, at least in 1978 it could be described as fashionable and luxurious.
The furniture was all made of sandalwood, the sofas and chairs intricately carved, and the coffee table was shaped like a single tree root. The tea set was also very exquisite, and Jiang Shiyue thought it was an antique, but the year was unclear from a distance.
There was a TV cabinet about one meter high against the wall, on which stood a large buttocks color TV.
Sitting on the sofa chair opposite the coffee table was a middle-aged man in his forties. He looked and dressed very elegantly, wearing a white cotton shirt and holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand. A young woman in cheongsam was snuggled up to him.
Sitting on the one-seater sofa chair at the side was a young man in his thirties, with a burly appearance and muscular body. He sat cross-legged on the chair and ate watermelon in big mouthfuls.
The young man who led Jiang Shiyue in nodded to the middle-aged man, "Brother, I've brought the person." He then turned to Jiang Shiyue and introduced, "This is Fourth Master Qiao."
Fourth Master Qiao frowned and scolded, "How many times have I told you? We're just doing good things for the people. Don't act like we're gangsters all the time!" He turned to Jiang Shiyue and said kindly, "Don't be afraid, sister! We're not bad people. Come, sit down and talk. I called you here to ask if you can sell all your clothes to me?"
Jiang Shiyue didn't sit down. She tightened the straps of the backpack and pursed her lips, thinking that a bad person shouldn't have a bad face. She didn't dare to refuse, nor did she want to agree. She said tactfully, "I won't sell this dress at a loss."
Before Fourth Master Qiao could say anything, the burly man sneered and mocked Jiang Shiyue, "Aren't you doing a losing business? Bell-bottom pants are all the rage in big cities now, and they cost ten yuan even with a ticket, which is at least double that on the black market. And you're selling them for twelve or thirteen yuan and still claiming you're not losing money? Of course, we don't care whether you're losing money or not, but we can't ignore you if you're disrupting the market!"
Jiang Shiyue's heart skipped a beat. This blame was too big for her to bear.
Fourth Master Qiao gave the burly man a look of disapproval and said with a slight warning, "Sixth Son, can't eating stop you from talking?"
Liuzi snorted lightly, not knowing whether he was afraid or disdainful, but he didn't refute.
Fourth Master Qiao turned to Jiang Shiyue and extended his hand, making an invitation. "Miss, sit down and talk! Don't worry, we don't do human business."
They're everywhere, there's no way to escape, and there's no point in being afraid. If he says he's not a human trafficker, then let's just assume he is!
Jiang Shiyue simply sat down calmly, held Yangyang in her arms, shielding his face with her arms, and patted his back gently to comfort him.
Yangyang is very disgusted with this place.
"Although my words may be a bit harsh, this is indeed the truth. We ordinary people are generally cautious. If we can muster up the courage to sell a little surplus, we are risking our lives. If you keep the price so low... how will other people who are waiting for money to save their lives sell in the future? Big sister, don't you agree?"
"Mr. Qiao Si, I cannot bear the accusation you are giving me. The clothes I sell are all second-hand. No one will buy them if the price is higher! I really need the money." Jiang Shiyue cried out with a bitter face.
The person who brought Jiang Shiyue in said "Hey" and glared at Jiang Shiyue: "Why are you talking to Master Qiao Si?"
"Gangzi, don't scare the eldest sister!" Mr. Qiao waved his hand to let Gangzi move away.
Gangzi farted. He sat down on the sofa opposite Liuzi and uttered a short "huh". "She's so brave, how can she be scared by a single word from me? Look at other people buying and selling things secretly, afraid of being discovered. But this woman is so good, she walks around the yard with a bamboo basket on her back and openly sets up a stall. If the police come, she will be the first one to escape."
Jiang Shiyue: “…”
She couldn't argue with that.
Maybe in the previous life, he lived in an environment where transactions could be conducted openly and honestly, and he is not yet adapted to the economic rules of this life.
Even in the black market, she really had no intention of hiding it.
Maybe because I came here once before, I didn't notice the danger and my vigilance was lowered.
Jiang Shiyue was a little scared, then she said, "Okay, I'll sell the clothes."
Mr. Qiao Si smiled with satisfaction, "Name your price."
"A suit is thirty-five dollars, a pair of single clothes is twenty-five dollars, and a skirt is eighteen dollars." Jiang Shiyue quoted a higher price, leaving them room for bargaining.
"You're quite clever." Fourth Master Qiao gave Jiang Shiyue a meaningful look and told Gangzi, "Go get the money."
Gangzi grumbled in dissatisfaction: "Now they'll ask for a high price!"
Stand up, push the door and walk out.
Then, Jiang Shiyue heard the sound of the door next door being pushed open, and she felt even more frightened.
She was careless.
It was also the first time I realized that being the darling of the times wasn't easy. You couldn't rule the world just by having a golden finger.
Every era has its own rules, and where there are advantages there must also be disadvantages.
She had never seen anyone enter or leave the house nor heard any movement during her two visits, so she naturally assumed that there was no one there.
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