Ma Teng leaned into the light in the room and looked at the things in this small house.
Several sacks and boxes.
There are soybeans, peanuts, and a bag of rice in the sack.
In the box, there was a box that looked like an antique, but Ma Teng had no knowledge in this area.
But the other side was an eye-opener for Ma Teng, as he saw several boxes slipping away.
Ma Teng opened all the boxes, which really opened the eyes of Ma Teng, who had never seen anything before.
Twelve large yellow croakers, a total of 40, authentic large yellow croakers, with the mark and weight of the Bank of the Republic of China on it. The small box next to it is small yellow croakers. Ma Teng counted 72, which is much better than Ma Teng's. too much.
There was a small box at the far end, half of which contained various tickets, and the other half contained coins of various denominations. There were too many and I didn’t have time to count them.
Presumably this is the recent income of this black market. This should not be all of these people, but Ma Teng is not greedy.
With these, you can spend the three-year disaster period comfortably.
Getting rich, getting rich, Ma Teng rubbed his hands and took them all away as fast as he could. He took them all away without leaving any one behind. Even the set of tables and chairs that looked very heavy, Ma Teng didn't let go.
Ma Teng rubbed his hands. Now there was only one person left outside.
So……
hey-hey……
Of course such a good person must be taken away.
Ma Teng immediately became excited.
Ahhhh...he screamed and rushed out.
The man sitting in the middle was still drinking tea leisurely. When he saw Ma Teng rushing out with his head in his arms, he smiled crookedly.
He was about to say something, but Ma Teng continued to charge towards him.
Ma Zang came out and quickly glanced around the room. He was the only one there.
When he arrived, the man didn't seem to expect Ma Teng to be so bold. He was about to call someone, but Ma Teng directly took him and a stool into the space.
He rushed so fast that Ma Teng fell to the ground with a plop.
Ma Teng made such a big move, and no one outside came in to take a look, so he was probably very relieved.
Patting the dirt all over his body, he stood up.
But the set of furniture here made Ma Teng look so dazzling.
Could it be Jinsnan?
No way? Is this person so good?
Never mind, take it away.
He quietly came to the door, covered his face, lifted the curtain and walked out. At this time, there was only a dim wind lamp in the yard, and there was no other light source.
I entered this small courtyard too quickly and didn't look carefully.
After taking a quick look, I saw that this is an ordinary courtyard upon entering, facing south, with two main rooms, one in the west and one in the east.
There were two people at the door of the west room, smoking and farting.
Ma Teng walked over. Just as the two of them were about to say something, Ma Teng grabbed the two of them and put them into the space.
Everyone else should be outside the courtyard. There is no one in the courtyard now. There should be something good in this room, otherwise there wouldn't be two people watching.
Ma Teng looked at the door. There was a lock.
How could this stump Ma Teng?
With a little force, there was a click. The lock was not broken, and Ma Teng pinned the padlock's door catch.
He quietly opened the door and walked in.
Then the door closes.
I took out my flashlight and took a photo.
Ma Teng swallowed suddenly.
Various kinds of bacon, ham, sausages, etc. were hung everywhere, and four pigs were hung in the middle. They must have been killed not long ago.
There were more than 30 bags on the ground. When he opened them, he found a pig's head inside one bag.
Here are sack after sack of things, they must be the same, take them all.
Ma Teng was a little numb. Is there so much stuff in this black market lair?
It's not surprising that Ma Teng thinks so, because tomorrow is Sunday, Jin Liu spent a lot of effort to get this pile of things from above. He originally made a lot of money in these two days, but ended up taking advantage of Ma Teng.
Inside the big bag were soybeans, mung beans, peanuts, rice, two bags of walnuts and a bag of melon seeds.
The supplies in the main house were taken out and distributed to the subordinates after preparation. The supplies in this house are for sale.
Who asked them to bring this guy Ma Teng.
Not only are the people gone, but the goods are also gone.
Not counting other things, the rice weighed more than 2,000 kilograms, the bacon also weighed more than 500 kilograms, not counting the sausages. There were also 4 slaughtered pigs, each weighing more than 200 kilograms.
These things are enough for Ma Teng to survive the entire disaster season, which is a full three years.
This year is relatively good. It is said to be a drought, but at least there is some harvest growing in the ground. Tomorrow will be called despair, and there will be no harvest, and there will be no harvest in the year after tomorrow.
In one year, tens of millions of people were lost.
After leaving this room, Ma Teng did not miss another room. This was two rooms, one was similar to a storage room, and the other was a kitchen.
This should be a place where black market personnel eat.
hey-hey……
Ma Teng doesn't mind it.
All the pots and pans in the kitchen were taken away, even the spice jars were not spared. However, Ma Teng was kind-hearted and did not move his chopsticks.
The very large chopping board was put into the space by Ma Teng.
In the storage room, there are a lot of bacon and other things, and there is no shortage of various preparations.
Especially salt, Ma Teng found that the salt these people eat is better than what is sold in department stores.
Ma Teng cursed secretly.
They were all taken away, even the five-layer wooden shelf in the middle where things were placed.
When I walked out of the kitchen, it was so light that it would make a beggar cry.
Astonishingly, not even a single piece of usable firewood or horse was left behind.
I was thinking about selling a few stoves, but I didn't expect that there were three ready-made stoves here. How could Ma Teng let such a good thing go?
Ma Teng is just like Piao Ke who came out of the red building. He feels so good from head to toe.
When leaving the gate, people were standing a little scattered, and Ma Teng covered his face with a scarf.
Say hello to the people at the door and tell Master Liu to let everyone in.
This trick works really well.
Ma Teng opened a small slit, only big enough for one person to squeeze in.
A Ma Teng came in and took one away.
A total of 17 more people were admitted.
Until no one is coming in outside.
Ma Teng raised his head and looked outside. It was quiet, but a little further away there was still a noisy black market.
Head to the other side of the black market and leave quickly.
Ma Teng turned on the flashlight this time.
Run very fast.
The body that has been transformed over the past 20 years is really not something you can build up.
After running to the Drum Tower in one breath, Ma Teng stopped.
At this time, the little heart was still beating wildly.
This black market gang probably only has about a hundred people, and the rest are maintaining safety in the black market, and the rest are all in their own space.
Today's gangsters plus this group of black market people.
A total of 78 people.
What concept?
If a person spares 50 years of life, he will have a full 3,900 years.
However, the old man Deng will definitely not give the space to himself, so he will give it to himself on the basis of one person per year, and then he will have the capital to make troubles.
Is it cool?
But there is no rush, it will have to wait until tomorrow.
If you suck these people, it will be hilarious if you don't wake up tomorrow.
However, these people have piled up into a small mountain in their own space. Those who have entered their own space are no longer human lives, but their own capital for immortality.
Ma Teng didn't know what was wrong with him. How many days had it been?
A few days ago, Ma Teng was still the honest and honest electrician, but these days, he has a sense of immediate murder.
I glanced at the time on the clock tower from a distance.
It's just past 1 o'clock.
Then why not check out some other black markets?
Hey, it's better not to go. It's better to be careful. There's no chance that some lunatic will shoot himself first and then talk to him.
Your own safety comes first.
go home.
After having an idea, Ma Teng found the right direction and ran towards Luogu Lane.
Find your own backstreet, put up a ladder, and climb up.
Quickly skimming the wall.
When he reached his yard, he jumped down.
Ma Teng felt like a master in the world. Did he learn Kung Fu like other people?
The kung fu these days is all real kung fu, not the acrobatic kung fu of later generations.
When I got back to the house, I quickly took off my clothes. These clothes were too dirty.
When I got to the yard, I took a basin of water, poured hot water on it, and cleaned it up.
He got into bed naked.
He took out a large yellow croaker from the space and wrapped it directly in his arms. It was worth 10 taels of gold and 312 grams.
Still very cumbersome.
I fantasized about all the messy things in my mind and slowly fell asleep.
