With a Door In Mind

v1 Chapter 34: , into the black market

I inquired about the way

He drove over in his car.

Pedestrians along the way were laughing at his biking action, making Jiang Xiaochuan feel embarrassed.

Isn't it just short legs?

The key is that I'm only eleven years old...

When I came to the place, it was an alley with a relatively remote location but extending in all directions.

That's right, if people come to this kind of place, it's easy to run.

Maybe because of the afternoon, there are not many people shopping here.

There are quite a few people selling things. In the distance of more than 100 meters, there are more than 20.

When the people here saw someone coming, no group of people moved up. Each in their own booth.

Jiang Xiaochuan stopped and walked. What surprised him was that there was nothing in the booth. Only there was a basket next to it, and the basket was covered. Can't see what's inside.

After wandering around for a while, he realized...

There is a person holding an ear of wheat without grains in his hand, which should be harvesting or selling grain.

There is a person holding chicken feathers in his hand, it should be a chicken seller, or eggs.

There is a person holding a fish scale in his hand, which should be a fish seller.

Seeing Jiang Xiaochuan blushing,

"It's the same as the underground workers."

This is the experience of many years of struggle between the masses and the devils.

It seems that the old business has not been lost.

He was very surprised, "Isn't this fish smelly on such a hot day? Although it's late September, it's still very hot."

After thinking about it for a while, he walked towards a middle-aged man who was about forty years old. This man was the one who had ears of wheat in his hand before. See if it's what he guessed.

Jiang Xiaochuan squatted on the ground and said, "Uncle, do you have any food?"

The other party didn't say anything, just looked at him with all his thoughts.

Jiang Xiaochuan was surprised when he saw the other person's eyes, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

The two just didn't speak and looked at each other.

Finally, when Jiang Xiaochuan was impatient, the other party said, "Aren't you a local?"

Jiang Xiaochuan's heart skipped a beat, but his face was still calm: "Yeah? What's wrong? Do you have to be locals to buy it?"

"Where? How did it come?"

Jiang Xiaochuan revealed his county seat.

The other party then said, "The local people know that we harvest grain in this place. We buy grain in another place. And the time is not right. We buy things in the early morning, and dawn is the boundary. Otherwise, you think we dare to sit so blatantly. here?"

Jiang Xiaochuan was stunned for a moment: "What if you use it in a hurry?"

"Usually the other party will say it directly. Then they will say the quantity and location, and agree on the transaction."

Jiang Xiaochuan was stunned when he heard it, and exclaimed in his heart, "This is the most vivid display of underground work."

I just bought some food, so what?

Also... at least that way they can avoid risks. Although in his opinion there are still a lot of loopholes.

The stall owner laughed and said, "Since you are not a local, I will make an exception for you. What food do you want? How much?"

When Jiang Xiaochuan heard the other party's words, he reacted and regarded him as a fat sheep...

He was going to take a look and say, "Sweet potatoes, cornmeal and rice. How much do you have? What's the price?"

The other party's eyes lit up when he heard it, and his tone was so big. Is this a big business? : "Sweet potatoes are 2 cents and 6 cents a pound, corn flour is 1 cents and 5 cents a catty, and rice is 3 cents"

Jiang Xiaochuan took a deep breath...

So expensive!

Do you really think of him as a fat sheep? Don't underestimate just a few cents. But this price is more than twice as expensive as in my own village.

"You are too expensive..."

The stall owner was a little angry when he heard Jiang Xiaochuan's words: "Now in the market, rice is 1.5 cents per pound. Does it cost 30 cents to count the food stamps?"

After hearing this, Jiang Xiaochuan calculated it in his heart, it was indeed not expensive. After all, this is the provincial capital, and prices are still a bit high.

Moreover, it is even more difficult to buy food in rural areas.

Jiang Xiaochuan thought that the rural areas where grain is grown are not fuller than the cities. This is the sadness of this era.

He also has no ability to change anything.

After calculating, I still had more than 120 yuan in my hand, so I decided to buy rice. There will be no shortage of flour later.

He asked calmly, "200 catties of rice and 300 catties of corn flour. Are there any?"

This is not a small number.

The other party pondered for a while, then shook his head:

"Rice is no problem, 300 catties are available.

But the cornmeal is only 200 pounds.

There are no sweet potatoes.

But there are 200 jins of white noodles, do you want white noodles? It's also 3 cents a pound. "

During this time, the food at home was almost out of stock. Therefore, there are more people who buy coarse grains and fewer people who buy fine grains. Replace the refined grains with sweet potatoes, and one pound can be exchanged for 6 pounds.

In this way, it can barely last until after the autumn harvest.

Jiang Xiaochuan has been looking at the other party's expression, seeing that the other party doesn't seem to be trying to trick him.

It seemed that he had misunderstood before.

Wouldn't it be too sensational to think that you bring so many things? Don't worry about it, just buy it.

"No, then you can prepare 200 catties of rice and 200 catties of cornmeal for me. How to trade?"

Seeing Jiang Xiaochuan's words, the stall owner immediately smiled like a flower:

"Tomorrow morning, go to the morning market. Go and ask about Hou San, others will tell you.

You must come. You must know that the consequences of cheating are quite serious. "Then he gave him an address with a fierce look on his face.

He doesn't care either. I hope they don't do stupid things tomorrow~lightnovelpub.net~ Otherwise, who will be serious by then?

But in order to show his sincerity, he took out a dollar and handed it to him, and said with a smile,

"Okay, you don't have to scare me, you also know that I'm not a local, so what can you do if I don't go?

You take this dollar first. If I don't go there, the money will not be low as hard work, right?

But I hope nothing unpleasant will happen tomorrow.

Oh...my surname is Jiang...you can just call me Xiaojiang. "

Finally, don't forget to warn the other party, I believe the other party can understand!

When Hou San saw Jiang Xiaochuan said so straightforwardly, and then gave him a dollar, he also sighed inwardly.

"Little comrade is so arrogant, then I'll take the money. You can also inquire about me, Housan, nearby. We are also people who do business safely. Peace of mind makes money."

Jiang Xiaochuan smiled indifferently: "Hope it!"

Thinking that I still have some things I can't buy without a ticket. Why don't you buy a ticket now.

So he asked, "Is there any place to sell tickets here? I want to buy counting tickets."

The big business was negotiated, and Hou San was also very happy, he pointed to a fat middle-aged uncle in the corner and said, "Hey... that's the one, he has the most complete ticket sales in the entire provincial capital. Most of them have it. Your name is It's enough for him to be a fat man."

After thanking him, he followed the directions to the fat man's booth.

"Hello, Hou San asked me to come and buy tickets."

Seeing the age of the other party, Jiang Xiaochuan was embarrassed to call him Fatty Wang.

When Fatty Wang heard Jiang Xiaochuan's words, he frowned and said, "Hou San is not afraid of breaking the rules."

But he still asked, "Since he said hello, what tickets do you want?"

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