"This threat has to come from me. Yi Zhonghai, the old Bideng, will use his reputation to talk about things all day long. Now that he is good, his reputation in the steel rolling mill is now considered bad."
Li Ming walked home with a vague thought. He planned to go to the black market today to open his eyes. He had never seen it in this era for so long.
Steel rolling mill courtyard, night.
Li Ming quietly got off the bed, put on his clothes, and went out. He didn't go out through the front door. Yan Laoxi was the gatekeeper, so it would be troublesome if he saw him, so Li Ming just climbed over the wall and left.
Li Ming had found out where to go two days ago. It was the pigeon market near Chaoyang Gate. It was not far from home and easy to get back and forth. The most important thing was that the market was not small.
In the distance, I saw a row of lanterns, each of which was smaller than a bean. If you wanted to see something, you had to move your head closer to get a rough look.
Li Ming was wandering around asking about prices, asking here and there, and buying something suitable when he saw one. At this time, Chaoyangmen, the largest pigeon market in the area, sold old clothes, shoes, and hats. There was a large row, with an old mat under the better clothes, and tattered clothes spread out on the floor.
Before traveling through time, Comrade Li Ming was very unfamiliar with the ghost market in Forty-Nine City, but after going there a few times, he really didn't feel the atmosphere. Unlike today, he felt that he was in the right place as soon as he came.
Li Ming also saw some people selling live animals by the moat. There were camels and horses, and some even had military horse marks on their butts, but they were still selling them. The unspoken rules of the "ghost market" must be followed when entering the market, and never ask where the goods come from. If you want to buy, you can inquire about the price. If you don’t want to buy, please leave. If he couldn't sell it, he took it back to the military horse camp before dawn and tied it to the military manger as usual.
I opened my eyes and listened a lot. Recently, more and more people are coming to the black market to sell food, and there are more and more people selling food, but the quantity sold is not large, that is, there are only a few on the stalls. Li Ming estimated that the bulk of the items weighing more than ten or twenty kilograms were all down there, at least not on the black market.
The price of grain in grain stores has not changed much now. Standard flour is 18.4 cents, early glaze is 2 meters and 14.8 cents, and cornmeal is only 10 cents per pound.
Boneless and skinless pork costs 82 cents, beef 69 cents, mutton 70 cents, and eggs 70 cents.
But now the price on the black market is not at all like this. Everyone is trying to round up the price. If nothing else, the standard pink that Li Ming asked today is only 20 cents. They don't accept haggling. If you like to buy or not, you will lose.
After hearing many people muttering that the price would have to increase in the future, Comrade Li Ming found a seller selling standard powder and asked for two kilograms to carry it in order not to be conspicuous.
This evening's trip has made him more knowledgeable, and he has made up his mind to do this business. The main reason is that these things in his hand are going to the steel rolling mill in large quantities. It is estimated that it is not safe. If someone is really watching, Then his cheap uncle is really capable of getting ahead.
Although the black market is not safe, Li Ming thinks that if he encounters evil intentions, he can send them away in advance. Compared with the obvious troubles of the steel rolling mill, he still prefers the black market.
At the very least, someone needs to step in and touch the matter, that is, just throw it into space and do it easily. This is not the case in the steel rolling mill. There are constraints everywhere and it is difficult to ventilate.
Satisfied, Li Ming walked to the courtyard after leaving the pigeon market. He was waiting to meet the Wang brothers at the weekend to reconfirm the market price and the Wang brothers' ideas. If there was no problem, he could start to do business.
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The next day.
Li Ming woke up from bed. It was almost three o'clock when he returned to the courtyard last night. When he got up today, he had to go back to the factory to catch up on his sleep. Or my father is envious of him working in Sangu. Where is work? Clearly enjoying life!
Li Ming got up late today, but on the way he met He Yuzhu walking towards the steel rolling mill with his hands behind his back.
He Yuzhu saw that Li Ming did not ride a bicycle today, and thought of Yi Zhonghai, whom Li's mother had criticized at the courtyard meeting two days ago, for not coming to the stage. He deliberately planned to talk to Li Ming. After all, Yi Zhonghai was good to him, and He Yuzhu had to help him no matter what. Not a big man.
However, He Yuzhu didn't consider Li Ming's ideas. At least He Yuzhu felt that Li Ming and even the Li family should give him face.
"Hey, Mingzi!" He Yuzhu did what he thought of and immediately called Li Ming.
Li Ming turned to look at He Yuzhu with a questioning look on his face, "Brother Zhuzhu? What's wrong?"
He Yuzhu was very happy that Li Ming called him Brother Zhuzhu instead of Silly Zhu.
"Hey, it's okay. I just saw you. I'm just going to the factory with you."
"Okay, let's go together." Li Ming handed He Yuzhu a cigarette. Although He Yuzhu is heartless, as long as you don't offend him, we can do whatever we want.
"By the way, Mingzi, during the last general meeting of the hospital, the first man said that he wanted to hold a donation event in the hospital, but your mother stopped him. Do you know?"
Li Ming's face froze, good guy, no wonder you, with your square face, went to work with me today. Are you planning to have sex with me?
"I know, what's wrong?"
"Hey, it's nothing. It's just that Jia Dongxu is a neighbor of our courtyard after all. It's not good to stop him and tell him."
He Yuzhu said with a smile.
"Then my mother did this according to the requirements of the street office. I wonder, Brother Zhuzhu, what advice do you have?"
He Yuzhu also heard the meaning of Li Ming's words, at least he was obviously hostile to him.
"That's not the case. I'm just saying, next time Sister Wu can just say no to the street office afterwards. Look at the commotion in our courtyard now."
"Doesn't this affect the unity of our courtyard?"
"I just wanted to ask Mingzi to tell Sister Wu that we are all in the same courtyard after all. If our neighbors are in trouble, can we help them?"
Li Ming smiled and shook his head. Originally, he planned to help He Yuzhu in the future because of the good relationship between He Yuzhu and his parents when he was a child.
Now he no longer has this idea, he is just thinking about how to make He Yuzhu, this damned thing, even more miserable!
"We'll talk about it later, but I'm going to leave you a message today, Brother Zhuzhu. The street office has rules and we have to follow them."
"This is just like the law of the country. If there is a law, we must abide by the law. Otherwise, if everyone talks based on personal relationships, wouldn't this society be in chaos?"
Li Ming threw away the cigarette butt in his hand with a smile, put down these words and walked to the steel rolling mill. This was also a warning. If He Yuzhu planned to play dirty with the Li family like Yi Zhonghai in the future, then Li Ming would Ming could only put He Yuzhu's name into the pig trough.
I've given you rules and you don't follow them, so why the hell would it be over if I just flipped the table? I just hope that they won't tell Li Ming the rules again.
