When they were almost at the hospital, Jiang Yanqing took out a bulky gray coat from her black bag and put it on. She had found it in the nanny's room.
Then he found a black cloth mask to cover his face, and grabbed his hair tightly twice, making it look messy.
While walking towards the hospital, he secretly observed the hidden alleys around it. Black market transactions usually take place in such places.
Although individual businesses are now allowed, you must go to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to apply for a business license, otherwise you will be fined if you are caught.
Furthermore, some rare items are of unknown origin and can only be traded secretly on the black market.
At least in the history that Jiang Yanqing had learned, black market transactions still existed in the early 1980s, and were even more rampant than in the 1970s.
God helps those who work hard. After searching two or three alleys, Jiang Yanqing finally found the location of the black market. He saw several people standing in an alley, in groups of three or four, talking in low voices.
Jiang Yanqing also walked in with a bag. The people inside were startled for a moment, but when they saw her outfit clearly, they all returned to normal.
As the saying goes, those who understand will understand. If a normal person dresses like this, nine out of ten times he is here to sell something.
In addition, Jiang Yanqing is small in stature, so she is really not to be feared.
What's more, what Jiang Yanqing didn't know was that there was someone on guard not far away in this alley, but Jiang Yanqing was not a threat, so the person didn't show up.
As soon as he approached the alley, he had only taken two or three steps when an old woman in her forties or fifties approached Jiang Yanqing and asked in a low voice, "Comrade, what did you bring?"
Jiang Yanqing estimated the old woman's age. Perhaps her wife was in the hospital giving birth, or perhaps her husband was sick. She replied in a raspy voice, "Canned food, milk powder, brown sugar, meat, eggs, everything."
Hearing this, a look of joy flashed across the old woman's face. It was like someone giving her a pillow when she was sleepy.
Jiang Yanqing guessed correctly. The old woman's daughter-in-law was staying in the hospital. She had given birth to a big fat grandson. Her other sons had given birth to several girls, so she treasured them very much.
Unfortunately, the daughter-in-law was not in good health and had no milk two days after giving birth. The department store was in short supply of milk powder and would not sell it to anyone without a ticket, which made the whole family very anxious.
She asked several people on the black market, but none of them had milk powder. The little milk powder she shamelessly got from her relatives was almost finished, and the old woman was worried now.
Jiang Yanqing happened to come over and said she had some milk powder. The old woman grabbed Jiang Yanqing's arm and asked excitedly, "I want them all, I want them all. How much are they?"
Jiang Yanqing was also very happy. It was a great victory. He estimated the price he saw in the supply and marketing cooperative, raised it a little, and quoted a price.
The old woman was also straightforward. She bought two packets of milk powder, a packet of brown sugar, ten eggs, and finally a can of oranges. Thinking that her daughter-in-law was the hero of the family and kept talking about wanting to eat canned food, she gritted her teeth and bought them all.
In the half hour before going out, Jiang Yanqing had already divided these things, including milk powder and brown sugar, in the space and put them in brown paper bags, which were covered with plastic bags. They looked clean.
It cost twelve dollars in total, no ticket required. The old woman paid with a heavy heart, picked up her things and trotted away.
But don’t say that Jiang Yanqing sells it at a high price. As for why Jiang Yanqing, a single man, has milk powder at home, it’s just a coincidence.
In the previous life, two of her friends happened to be having children. Knowing that Jiang Yanqing had lived abroad for a long time and had many friends, they asked her to find friends in New Zealand to buy milk powder for them.
So, I bought four or five boxes and had them airlifted back from abroad. Before I could take them away, Jiang Yanqing got into trouble and came here.
So, this milk powder is a good thing. It can enhance the baby's immunity after eating it. Whoever buys it will be lucky.
So when Jiang Yanqing said that her milk powder was a good product that she asked her friends in Kyoto to get, even though it was only four yuan a bag, the old woman stomped her feet and bought it with a heartache.
Of course, the quality of the milk powder can be seen with the naked eye. The white and delicate powder and the pure milk flavor look much better than the local milk powder of this era.
Jiang Yanqing was in a really good mood after the successful first transaction. She then sold some more meat and earned more than 30 yuan.
To be on the safe side, Jiang Yanqing planned to stop here today, and go to another place to ship the goods in the afternoon. After packing the black bag, he prepared to leave.
Before I could leave, a young man came in from the entrance of the alley. He was probably almost 30 years old and looked around anxiously.
Everyone in the alley was startled and scattered, preparing to leave to the other side. Jiang Yanqing also quickly stepped back, but unexpectedly the man came straight towards her.
The alley was narrow to begin with. When the man was about to reach Jiang Yanqing, he lowered his voice and said, "Comrade, don't be afraid. I'm here to buy milk powder."
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