Chapter 21: A First Look at the Black Market
I returned to the guesthouse, closed the door, and slipped into the space.
Find the things you just collected.
Several scrolls are opened one by one. This is probably the European Emperor's system. Several of the paintings are authentic.
Zheng Banqiao's Running Script Scroll
Wen Zhengming: Landscape
Li Shan's "Banana and Rock Scroll"
Wu Changshuo: Ink and Watercolor Narcissus Stone Scroll
Wu Changshuo's Running Script Screen
Pu Hua's Plum Blossom Scroll
Not bad, not bad, keep up the hard work next time.
The original books are Jane Eyre, Pride and Prejudice, Gone with the Wind, Sense and Sensibility, and The Red and the Black.
After looking at the titles of a few books, I quietly put them away. If these books were in the hands of someone else during this period, the risk would definitely be maximum.
Next are a few jewelry boxes and the table leg.
The jewelry box has two time and space, and three of them have interlayers.
They are jewelry, big yellow croaker and small yellow croaker. I haven't seen anything particularly precious yet.
Only the table leg is left.
He found a small knife and scratched the table legs. Finally, there is a snap button on the side corner. When you press it open, oh my god... three imperial green rings. Two purple jade rings.
This time I made a profit. happy………
According to the plan, I will go to the black market early tomorrow morning to check the market conditions and find out the prices.
Since we are planning to sell grain, let’s prepare some small quantities to test the waters first.
"Xiaobai, Xiaobai, come and help."
"What's wrong?"
"Sister is going to sell some food on the black market tomorrow to test the waters. I'll prepare some snakeskin bags, two kilograms each. Xiaobai will help pack them. We will only pack four kinds of sugar: rice, flour, white sugar, and brown sugar. One hundred kilograms of each kind."
"No problem. Sister, you sew the bag and I'll help you pack it. But how do you measure the weight?"
"Hey... I almost forgot. Let me go find a digital scale."
“When it says ‘one’ on this, it means two kilograms.”
"Okay, this is easy. Xiaobai can put it together with his mind. But I may have to close it myself. My little claws are useless."
“Hahaha…I see.”
And just like that, after three hours in space, the huge project was finally completed.
"We have to find big customers, otherwise just packing the bags will be tiring enough."
"Yeah, it's tiring too."
"Okay, thank you, Xiaobai. Sister will go practice first, and you can go play by yourself."
Sitting cross-legged beside the spiritual spring, he quickly entered a state of cultivation. Strands of spiritual energy constantly washed over Jun Qingqing's tendons and veins, and after traveling through them for a circle, they all gathered at her dantian.
Suddenly, the spiritual energy in the space quickly gathered in one direction. Gradually, a cyclone of spiritual energy formed above Jun Qingqing's head.
All I heard was a buzzing sound.
One layer of quenching
Afterwards, the cyclone gradually disappeared, and Jun Qingqing continued to practice with her eyes closed to consolidate the realm she had just reached.
By the time Jun Qingqing quit her cultivation, more than a month had passed.
"Xiaobai, what time is it outside?"
"It's about three to four in the morning."
"That's great. I'll go pack up and then go out to the black market."
He walked out of the guesthouse, quickly found a hidden place nearby, and slipped into the space again.
Find the clothes and wigs that you prepared in advance. I put on makeup to look like a middle-aged woman. Then put on a pair of height-increasing insoles. He carried a large bamboo basket on his back, covered tightly with cloth. No one knows if there is anything inside. Perfect……
Even my parents can't recognize me when I stand in front of them.
Following the location told by the lady from the supply and marketing cooperative, we immediately found a particularly large yard. There are red lanterns hanging in front of the courtyard gate, indicating that there is a market inside.
Knock on the door according to the known code: three longs, one short, and three longs. An old man opened the door and glanced at Jun Qingqing. Said: "Five points."
I quickly paid my nickel. He walked in with his head lowered, carrying the basket on his back.
First, I took a quick tour of the black market. The prices are also basically clear.
Things that can fill your stomach are priced two or three times higher.
For example: white flour is 0.22 yuan with a ticket at the supply and marketing cooperative, but it is 0.6 yuan here without a ticket; rice is 0.24 yuan with a ticket at the supply and marketing cooperative, but it is 0.7 yuan here; white sugar is 0.7 yuan with a ticket at the supply and marketing cooperative, but it is 1.5 yuan here; brown sugar is 1.1 yuan with a ticket at the supply and marketing cooperative, but it is 2 yuan here.
He found a corner, put down his basket, reached into the basket, and secretly took out 40 kilograms of rice and flour, and 20 kilograms of brown sugar and white sugar.
As soon as I lifted a corner of the cloth covering the basket, a middle-aged man came over.
The middle-aged man was wearing factory work clothes and it was obvious that he ate commercial grain and was not short of money.
"Big sister, what do you have here?"
God damn sister. You are the eldest sister.
Even though I was complaining in my heart, I still had to do the business.
"White flour is 60 cents, rice is 70 cents, white sugar is 1.5 yuan, and brown sugar is 2 yuan. No tickets are needed. When I sell it here, I sell it in two-jin bags. They are all packed in advance, and each bag weighs two kilograms. If you buy it and are worried about being short of a pound, I have a scale with me, so you can weigh it yourself on the spot."
"Can I see the quality?"
"Can."
"These are all refined rice. Fuqiang flour is better than the ones sold at the supply and marketing cooperative. My wife said before that she wanted to eat dumplings. Now it's all right. Big sister, give me ten kilograms of rice, six kilograms of Fuqiang flour, and two kilograms of each of white sugar and brown sugar."
At this time, the convenience of packing in advance is reflected. He directly took a few bags and handed them to the middle-aged man.
"Here, it's seventeen dollars and sixty cents. You need to weigh it, just use the scale next to you."
The middle-aged man really took out a scale and weighed several bags together, and it was just over 20 kilograms. Then he turned around with a smile on his face.
“It’s just the right weight.”
Nod to each other.
The middle-aged man took the goodies and trotted out of the black market. Just by jogging a few steps, Jun Qingqing could see the hint of excitement in his face.
A few more people came later, and after seeing the actual product, they all bought it without hesitation.
In the blink of an eye, the basket was empty. In order to avoid arousing suspicion from others, I decided to buy only these.
He stood up decisively and ended today's black market transaction.
After leaving the black market, he came to the previous place, entered the space, changed his disguise, and returned to the guesthouse.
As for the rest, I plan to go to the factory’s staff quarters around noon.
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