Chapter 53 A First Exploration into the Black Market
The black market has existed since ancient times, and shady things are traded here. Like something freshly dug out of the soil. Another example is a gun.
Since last year, flour and grain began to be divided, fixed-point, and supplied with vouchers. In addition, starting from March this year, cooking oil has also begun to be limited. Some people don't have enough grain and cooking oil to eat, and some rich people are not used to eating coarse grains and want to buy some fine grains.
Where there is demand, there is a market, and some people start organizing transactions.
After round after round of attacks, those who were left with high energy, those with insufficient ability, and those with bad luck were all caught. For example, the one reported by He Yuzhu.
The rest no longer dare to buy and sell in the free market as blatantly as before.
Because the black market always opens in the middle of the night and closes before dawn.
He Yuzhu went to bed early in the evening and got up in the middle of the night. Quietly left the room without waking Yu Yu.
When we came to the street, everything was quiet. He couldn't see his fingers, but He Yuzhu could see everything clearly.
Many people now have enough to eat, so fewer people go to the black market. There were no people on the street. In a few years, there will be more control and supplies will be scarce, and more people will go to the black market.
He Yuzhu took out his bicycle from the space, got on it and headed straight out of the city.
Arriving near the black market, He Yuzhu put away his bicycle and took out his backpack with 20 kilograms of flour in it. He covered his head with a cloth, put the backpack on his back and walked slowly towards the black market.
Walking to the entrance, a man jumped out from the shadows on one side: "What are you doing?"
He Yuzhu noticed that there was someone else in the shadow and said without saying anything, "He's here to sell things."
"1 dime."
He Yuzhu took out the money and handed it to the other party.
"Go in." The other party took the money and let He Yuzhu in.
He Yuzhu walked for a while before arriving at the place of transaction. This is a larger open space. This place is connected in all directions. Once someone comes to check, the people at the entrance will send out a signal, and they will disperse after receiving the signal. Moreover, He Yuzhu used his spiritual consciousness to discover secret passages in surrounding houses.
He Yuzhu observed carefully, maybe it was because the people who came here to buy things were richer and could sell them at a higher price. Therefore, there are many people setting up stalls here, and there are many kinds of things sold. In addition to some antiques, a bear was seen. There are also people selling flour, but only in small quantities.
According to He Yuzhu's observation, people who organize black markets also sell flour and whole grains. You can exchange flour directly with people in the black market for whole grains.
He Yuzhu found an open space, put down his backpack, and took off the covering to reveal the flour inside. He Yuzhu bought all this flour from the grain store. After all, you have a purchase certificate and it would be a bit suspicious if you don't buy it. So He Yuzhu would buy it back every time.
At this time, a masked and well-dressed man came to He Yuzhu and asked in a low voice: "How much flour do you have? How do you sell it?"
"I have 20 pounds here, 30 cents per pound, do you want it?" He Yuzhu quoted a high price.
"2 cents, I want them all."
"Okay." He Yuzhu sells flour just by the way.
The two people borrowed a black market scale and weighed it. The deal is done.
He Yuzhu picked up the empty basket and started browsing other stalls. He went to the bear first and saw that the bear's paws had been sold. He Yuzhu immediately lost interest and turned around to visit other stalls.
He Yuzhu became interested when he saw someone selling copper coins. He looked through them and found that they were all copper coins from the Qing Dynasty.
"How to sell it?" He Yuzhu asked quietly.
"This pile is 1 yuan." The stall owner pointed to a pile of copper coins and said.
He Yuzhu paid one yuan and received a lot of copper coins.
After putting the copper coins into the backpack, he saw a man not far away with a few bullets in front of him. He Yuzhu didn't know what it meant, so he went over and asked, "Brother, what are you selling? Bullets?"
"Selling guns." The stall owner took out a shell gun from behind.
"How much?" He Yuzhu asked.
"300" the stall owner replied.
He Yuzhu was immediately persuaded to quit after hearing the 300 yuan offer. He didn't have a gun, so there was no need to spend so much money on it.
He Yuzhu shook his head and left.
He Yuzhu walked around the black market and collected several blue and white porcelain tea cups and a purple clay pot. There is nothing interesting anymore. It's not the time yet, but when the famine comes, those old and young will come up with a lot of good things.
Seeing that there was nothing good, He Yuzhu put his backpack on his back and left.
After leaving the black market, He Yuzhu felt someone was following him behind him. He released his consciousness and found that it was the stall owner selling guns.
Didn’t I just ask about the price and not buy your gun? Is it necessary to keep an eye on me? Is this going to be robbery or murder? We both have our faces covered and we don’t know each other, so what’s the point of grudges?
Pretending not to notice, he continued walking forward, passed by the alley, turned in, and then entered the space.
When the people following him saw He Yuzhu turning into the alley, they hurried forward. He cautiously slowed down his pace when he arrived at the entrance of the alley. He walked gently to the entrance of the alley, took a quick look into the alley with his gun in hand. Not seeing He Yuzhu, he walked directly into the alley, checked carefully, and only after making sure that no one was there, he put away his gun and walked back.
Just when he walked out of the alley and relaxed, He Yuzhu suddenly appeared behind him with a wooden stick and knocked him down with a stick. The stall owner didn't even respond and just lay down. After all, He Yuzhu also practiced Qi Family Boxing.
He Yuzhu went directly to break his neck and then searched him. Only a shell gun and 30 rounds of ammunition were found. Nothing else.
He Yuzhu thought of his price on the black market. It seemed that he had made up his mind to rob tonight, but he didn't know how he targeted him. He can only be considered unlucky.
He Yuzhu put the body into the space, took out his bicycle, got on it and ran towards the woods in the suburbs.
A hole was dug in the woods and the body was buried. After dealing with the surrounding traces, He Yuzhu left.
After seeing the transactions in the black market, He Yuzhu felt that there is no need to visit the black market today. Antiques and other items are just ordinary and there are no high-quality products. Not buying bear paws was my regret during this trip to the black market.
