It is impossible to return to the original plot.
Yang Zhaozhao must earn back 2,000 yuan within 1 day.
There is no other way but to commit the crime against the wind.
Yang Zhaozhao rode his bicycle, turned on the navigation, and went to find the largest black market nearby.
Ever since the black market in the air-raid shelter was shut down, it is now locked and no one can get in, let alone sell things.
Wang Dajun is still staying in the police station and has not come out yet.
Yang Zhaozhao didn't feel guilty at all. It was because he had been associating with that Seventh Master. Those people of the Seventh Master almost took his life. Yang Zhaozhao would not sympathize with him.
Wang Dajun went in, and the few people he had recruited were still outside.
Wang Dajun is the person in charge of this black market. Several of his brothers are working in the black market to maintain order, so they have connections and venues.
Yang Zhaozhao decided to set up a temporary supermarket and sell some of the items in the supply space.
The first is the venue issue.
Yang Zhaozhao is no stranger to Fengcheng, but he is not particularly familiar with it either, so he can only ask the locals for help.
Wang Dajun's younger brother Wang Xiaowei was Yang Zhaozhao's target. She and Li Yiling went to the black market under Chang'an Bridge and met Wang Xiaowei.
When Wang Xiaowei saw Yang Zhaozhao, he clenched his fists and wanted to hit her.
Before his fist even touched the edge, he was blocked, and then kicked out, almost falling flat on his face. Wang Xiaowei was so angry that he cursed: "You stinky bitch, how dare you come here!"
"I didn't do anything wrong, why shouldn't I be afraid?" Yang Zhaozhao laughed.
Li Yiling was standing beside her, like a powerful flower-guarding messenger. He stared at Wang Xiaowei with a pair of violent and ferocious eyes. The person who was locked onto by Li Yiling felt his heart tremble.
Wang Xiaowei's arrogance was gone in an instant, and he felt guilty towards his elder brother: "What do you want from me?"
"Would you like to make money with me?" Yang Zhaozhao smiled, just like the big bad wolf deceiving the little rabbit.
Wang Xiaowei: “….”
I don’t believe in making money, my brother is the best example!
"I know your elder brother was in prison and you were scared. I asked around and found out that your elder brother only served one or two years in prison and was released. He made a lot of money from me."
Wang Xiaowei was unable to refute it, it was indeed true.
Thanks to Yang Zhaozhao's two batches of bicycles, they made hundreds of dollars.
"I want to sell you another bicycle?" Wang Xiaowei frowned. "There are a lot of bicycles in Fengcheng now. If you invest too much at once, you will be discovered soon."
"So this time I'm not selling bicycles, but something else, how about that?" Yang Zhaozhao certainly knew that Fengcheng was a small city.
Bicycles are selling well, but the market is so small that it's probably almost saturated.
It’s different in the provincial capital. Yang Zhaozhao had already decided not to sell bicycles.
Food, clothing, housing and transportation, everything is in short supply in this era, especially in winter, the most lacking thing is food and daily necessities.
Yang Zhaozhao decided to sell grain, oil and food.
"You won't send me to the police station too, will you?" Wang Xiaowei felt that the woman in front of him was not trustworthy, and his brother was the best example.
Yang Zhaozhao rolled his eyes: "I didn't want to either. It was your eldest brother who pushed me to Master Qi. Don't you know that Master Qi almost skinned me alive?"
Of course Wang Xiaowei knew that the story of how the big brother Qi Ye of Fengcheng fell into the hands of a young girl had spread privately.
Wang Xiaowei has recently spent a lot of money on his eldest brother's love. He only earns one or two yuan a day, which is not enough to support a family of more than ten people.
Wang Xiaowei urgently needs money to support his family and himself.
Although Yang Zhaozhao was dangerous, Wang Xiaowei thought for three seconds and nodded.
When he nodded, Yang Zhaozhao was happy and immediately began to issue instructions: "First, find a large space that can accommodate 70 to 80 people, preferably with several places to run away."
Wang Xiaowei was embarrassed: "It's hard to find a place like this."
Yang Zhaozhao smiled and set a trap for him: "I believe you can find it."
Wang Xiaowei: “….”
"First, arrange at least six people to be responsible for public security, and someone should keep an eye on the police patrols to avoid getting caught." This is for everyone's safety.
Wang Xiaowei nodded: "I can call for help."
"Third, divert customers from your current black market. Tell them where the address is and what you have for sale, and ask them to go there at the specified time."
After hearing so much, Wang Xiaowei finally expressed his opinion: "What's in it for me?"
"Ten dollars a day, one acre sold for three days, that's one hundred and ten dollars. Are you satisfied?" Yang Zhaozhao was generous. If he wanted the horse to run, he had to give it grass.
Wang Xiaowei suspected that he was hallucinating: "㩙...㩙十?"
"Yes. However, I will not be responsible if I get caught." Yang Zhaozhao said: "If the venue needs to be rented, we can also negotiate, up to 11 days."
Money makes the world go round, and Wang Xiaowei proved this: "I know there is an abandoned factory in the south of the city. It's very spacious and everyone knows the place."
"As for the rent, I'll negotiate. I can live here for ten dollars." Wang Dawei was excited. In fact, he only needed to say one thing and give him a pack of cigarettes. Only a fool would not make money if he had the chance.
"Take me to see the place." Yang Zhaozhao didn't have much time and couldn't waste it.
Wang Xiaowei's heart was boiling when he thought about the hundred-plus dollars. He called a few of his companions and rode to the abandoned factory in the south of the city with Yang Zhaozhao and Li Yiling.
There aren't many people around, but the factory is quite large.
It has many connections and is indeed very suitable for running away.
Yang Zhaozhao was satisfied. It was enough as a temporary sales point for three days.
Wang Xiaowei found the villagers and chatted with them for a few words. He then stuffed a pack of cigarettes and two kilograms of flour into their pockets and decided to give them the flour.
Yang Zhaozhao asked Wang Xiaowei to go back and make some arrangements, and also spread the news that the abandoned factory in the south of the city was buying New Year's supplies. There were only three days left, and he would run away after selling all the goods.
Yang Zhaozhao borrowed a broom or something from the villagers, and together with Li Yiling, they cleaned up the place, clearing away the grass and debris.
Yang Zhaozhao was so tired that he couldn't even straighten his back.
Li Yiling looked at her dusty face with black spots on it, and was amused by her. He smiled and said, "Come here for a moment."
"What's wrong?" Yang Zhaozhao was curious.
Li Yiling raised his hand and wiped her red little face. She was different from others. Due to the cold weather, her face was cracked like old tree bark.
Yang Zhaozhao's skin was white and translucent, and she was sweating profusely. She looked healthy, fair-skinned and beautiful.
When I touched her face, it felt like touching a boiled egg.
Li Yiling's heart began to flutter and his ears felt hot.
Yang Zhaozhao felt a little embarrassed. He turned away and wiped his face, and found that his face was almost burning.
Yang Zhaozhao felt a little dry in the mouth, so she went to the space and got two bottles of water. Thinking that men like carbonated drinks, Yang Zhaozhao took a bottle of Coca-Cola.
After coming out of the space, Coca-Cola is in glass bottles, the kind that is sold and marketed.
Li Yiling didn't even ask any questions about the Coke Yang Zhaozhao gave her, as if he didn't notice that she took something out of thin air. He unscrewed the can and started drinking. The feeling of stimulation on the tip of his tongue was so refreshing!
Yang Zhaozhao also took out some Snickers, which were similar to peanut candy and very energy-replenishing. The two of them ate one each and cleaned for a while. After making sure there were no problems, they locked the door and left before dark.
Yang Zhaozhao even pretended, "Someone will deliver the goods tonight, don't worry about the rest, we just need to sell the goods tomorrow."
Li Yiling nodded indifferently, being extremely obedient, and had no doubts about what she said.
Yang Zhaozhao touched his nose with mixed feelings.
So, has my secret been discovered or not?
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