Who is here to sell things in the black market? Who doesn’t want to sell the goods at hand as soon as possible?

Liu Wen looked at Zhang Yunxiu slowly walking inside with depression, and cursed inward, "Isn't the unsightly woman only worth a hundred kilograms of rice? What's so great about it?"

Who did you meet before to come and sell food? Who did not give her the goods easily after hearing that she gave her such a high price? It was like this, and she had to run in and stroll around by herself. Those who didn’t know would think that Liu Wen wanted to have a hundred pounds of food!

But thinking about it, the price difference of 100 kilograms of grain was 30 yuan, and she sold it for 30 yuan. Now she was watching Qian Fei, and Liu Wen felt so distressed!

People like Liu Wen who think about reselling and making the difference don’t know about their group.

Along the way, Zhang Yunxiu met several people who came to ask about the food, and the prices were all worth between 70 cents.

The more you go inside, the higher the price of this food will be.

Finally, I saw a large flat land, and the people inside were talking in a low voice like thieves, looking around from time to time, obviously for fear of someone's sudden attack.

As soon as Zhang Yunxiu, a person who carried food and was full of food selling, came in, he was surrounded by several enthusiastic people.

"Comrade, what are you put in your backpack? How did you sell it?"

"Is there any rice? I will also collect the meat!"

"I want to exchange coarse grains for fine grains. Comrade, do you have any here?"

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Everyone's voice was not loud, and in the blink of an eye, Zhang Yunxiu was surrounded tightly.

While talking, Zhang Yunxiu quickly grasped a lot of information, put down her back basket directly, and said, "I have 100 kilograms of rice here, one kilogram per kilogram! All the things you want are given priority!"

"One hundred kilograms? Are they all fine grains?" asked a middle-aged man wearing a white shirt and glasses, "If it's all rice, I'll want them all!"

"Hey! You want all of you, what are you doing? Why are you so selfish, comrade?" Another lesbian in Tumai clothes quickly said, "I want ten kilograms! Comrade, this is money, you can collect it."

"Sorry, I didn't bring a scale today. It's not easy to get ten pounds. Let this brother buy it." Zhang Yunxiu smiled apologetically, and then looked at the middle-aged man who wanted to pack a round one at a time, "Brother, have you brought your own sack?"

"Take it with me!"

The middle-aged man quickly took out a big sack from his pocket.

When everyone saw that they had agreed, they immediately diverted their attention in disappointment.

Zhang Yunxiu first counted the money clearly and then put it in her pocket and began to pour all the hundred kilograms of rice in her bag to the middle-aged man.

While working hard, he saw the neighbors of the Jinglou, Shi Tian and a few people came over.

"Hey, comrade, you can do it. You just came out." Shi Tian patted her on the shoulder happily, "Does we have to charge for business here?"

"I know." Zhang Yunxiu pretended not to know Shi Tian and asked with a nervous look on his face, "Then how do you charge this fee?"

Some people are deliberately operating the black market. People arrange for the people to expose the news and organize such free trading markets to take risks, and charging is not an exaggeration.

"Ten percent of the commission." Shi Tian saw that she was not like other mud legs who had just arrived in the black market and cried and screamed. He was also very satisfied. "We are not taking advantage of you. As for the black market, you also know that it is not easy to operate."

Zhang Yunxiu didn't say anything and counted ten yuan for him.

But I still feel a little painful, it costs ten yuan!

After collecting the money, Shi Tian left.

Zhang Yunxiu took a sack without a grain of rice and stuffed it back into her backpack.

But I didn't rush to leave, but started shopping in the black market.

There was a lot of dust in the warehouse of 400 square meters, and there were spider webs woven around the eaves. However, there were quite a few people who came here to speculate, and several of them were even familiar faces.

I think so, although there are many workers in Huaixiang County, one worker often represents a large group of people behind him.

In this era, it is not enough to live a life of food and clothing by yourself. You have to take care of your brothers and sisters' belly, otherwise you will be stabbed by someone, say ungrateful, or you will be like ungrateful, and you will be forced to commit suicide by pressure from your family.

Moreover, not one person is a worker, and the whole family can eat the supply grain. After eating the share of his own, he naturally has to find a way to get some other places.

Therefore, there are not only transactions on the black market for fine grains to exchange for coarse grains, but also transactions specifically for selling excess grain coupons. It would be great if gold and jade can be exchanged for ten kilograms of rice.

Of course, there are many smart people. Most of the people who can use gold and antiques to exchange food for food are black fives, which were once superior in families.

In order not to starve to death, I can only exchange my former property for food for food.

But most people still hide these things tightly.

This black market is not big, there are quite a lot of people.

The things traded are nothing more than coarse grain rice and flour, various scarce tickets, and some rare things that require industrial coupons.

Zhang Yunxiu took a walk around and felt that there was nothing to buy, so she turned around and left.

When she walked out of the alley, she could see several people watching.

"Shi Tian is watching the scene here, which means that He Kun is standing behind the black market."

Before leaving, Zhang Yunxiu glanced at Shi Tian who was sucking a commission around an old lady, lowered her eyes and left without hesitation.

"Hey! Comrade!"

Suddenly, as soon as he walked out of the alley, Zhang Yunxiu was stopped by the middle-aged man wearing glasses before.

Zhang Yunxiu subconsciously guarded her, frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Comrade, I want to ask, do you still have food on hand?" The middle-aged man pushed his glasses and said with a smile, "A hundred kilograms of food is not enough, I want to collect some more."

"However, there is." Zhang Yunxiu was stunned and nodded and said.

"Come here with me." The middle-aged man was immediately delighted and quickly pointed to a remote direction and said.

However, Zhang Yunxiu didn't plan to follow a strange guy to a remote and uninhabited place to have a private conversation. What if this guy wants to be a gangster?

Seeing that she was not moving, the middle-aged man immediately patted his forehead and smiled helplessly, "Sorry, comrade, I'm not a bad guy, I just want to ask you how much food you have. I want a lot of food here. We'll save a commission when we trade in private!"

Not only do the shippers need to draw 10%, but also the buyer.

Therefore, there are quite a lot of people looking for tradeable around the black market in private.

The middle-aged man's surname is Luo and his name is Luo Feng.

Today he collected almost a thousand kilograms of rice on the black market and went out to wander around.

He stared at Zhang Yunxiu for a long time. Judging from his long-term view of spending time in various black markets, this ugly lesbian must have had more than just a little rice in his hands.
Chapter completed!