Cheng Fangyi protected the man behind him and said, "Those people are coming. You hide. I'll go take a look."
Those people naturally refer to Brother Hu’s men.
Since he couldn't find the source of goods, he would come to Cheng Fangyi's place every few days to cause trouble.
After being punished by Cheng Fangyi once, he restrained himself for a while.
Now that they saw that Su Che was in charge of the black market, those shameful little thoughts started to come alive again.
"Okay, I'll wait for you here. Just be careful."
Su Qing knew that his fighting skills were not very good, so he chose to wait where he was and inquire about the current prices on the black market.
After Cheng Fangyi left, Su Qing began to wander around the stalls.
"Brother, how much is this cornmeal per pound?"
Su Qing wanted to grab a handful to see the quality, but the stall owner slapped him away.
"If you want to buy it, you can grab a handful and take a look. If you don't want to buy it, don't touch it."
"Hey, how can I decide whether to buy it or not if I don't take a look at it? How much is it per pound?"
There were several people standing by the stall, wanting to buy but not wanting to.
"Two yuan for one pound, how much?"
"Two dollars and one cent? Why don't you just go rob people? Rice is only 60 or 70 cents a pound, and you can tell it's cornmeal made from stale corn kernels. How dare you sell it for two dollars and one cent?"
When Su Qing got closer, he could smell the musty smell coming from the grain, and it was obvious that it had been left for a long time.
"Hey, go find me sixty or seventy cents worth of rice. If you find it, I'll call you grandpa. Go away, go away. If you can't afford it, go away. If you're late, you won't be able to buy it."
Su Qing was not annoyed when he was pushed away.
That's how the black market works, free pricing, no one interferes.
The seller and the customer are completely in a situation where one is willing to fight and the other is willing to be beaten.
She just felt sad for the poor people.
It turns out that no matter what era, the rich always have more chances of survival than the poor.
Just like now, only those with money can afford to buy food to survive, while those without money can only dig grass roots and eat tree bark to survive.
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