A tall and thick man stared directly at Tong Ziyao.
"Ahem...Brother, is there anyone inside?" Tong Ziyao rolled her eyes, "I'll buy some eggs to replenish my mother's health."
"One cent!" The man who looked like a black iron tower glanced at Tong Ziyao again, stretched out his hand, and signaled to pay.
Tong Ziyao curled her lips and said nothing. She gave a penny to the black man to enter the so-called black market in the woods. If you didn't come, you wouldn't know. It was strange to see it. Because of the afternoon, a dozen or so people were sparsely scattered in the woods. No one talked to anyone. There was a wooden sign in front of each stall with simple patterns painted on it. The people who came Just know what you are selling.
Hey, it's quite interesting.
Tong Ziyao blinked, found a piece of broken wood, and drew a simple drawing of a cute pig, with her eyes rolling around.
Hey, pork should be in short supply.
As expected, not long after, a black leather boot appeared in sight.
Tong Ziyao raised her eyes and grinned. She saw a sunny young man in his early twenties, wearing a military green cotton coat, black cotton trousers, and black leather boots. He had a straight head and was very energetic. The man has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looks handsome in every gesture.
"Brother, would you like some? Fresh, just brought here, one dollar and three pounds."
Hey!
The man smiled and said, "Little brother, is this your first time here?"
"Ahem, how do you know, brother?" Tong Ziyao said as she opened a corner of her backpack, revealing a large piece of wild boar meat, weighing a full twenty-six kilograms.
The man was instantly happy: "Little brother, brother, I want them all." The man grinned and reached for the money.
"Do you have a ticket? Twenty-six pounds, one pound and three cents, a total of thirty-three dollars and eight cents." Tong Ziyao slapped her forehead, "Any ticket is fine."
There is a shortage of all kinds of tickets at home, and things in the space cannot be taken out rashly. Daily necessities are not products of this era. If I had known that this would happen, I would have prepared more antiques.
Tong Ziyao shook off the messy thoughts in her mind and raised her eyes to look at that sunny and handsome face.
The man nodded, took out a cloth ticket, a thermos bottle ticket, and an enamel basin ticket. He also counted out twenty-six yuan and eighty cents and stuffed them together to Tong Ziyao: "Little brother, next time you have something good, come back to me." .”
"It's easy to say! It's easy to say!" Tong Ziyao blinked, and her pair of starry eyes suddenly shone into the man's eyes.
"My name is Tang Jing." The man grinned, put the wild boar meat in the basket, tied it to the back seat of the bicycle, stretched his legs, got on the bicycle, whistled, and walked away.
Tong Ziyao smiled and shook her head, just saccharin, as long as you can sell it for money.
What Tong Ziyao didn't know was that Tang Jing left the black market, turned into a small alley, stopped in a two-entry courtyard, and knocked on the door three times and two short.
Not long after, a baby-like face appeared and dragged Tang Jing into the door, cursing: "You brat, your skin is itchy, aren't you?"
"Oh, brother, look what you said, look at what good things I bought today? Brother, let me tell you...ah - brother, don't slap others in the face, my handsome face!"
There was a flurry of excitement in the courtyard, and several men were busy. They had long been used to it, shook their heads, smiled, and continued their work.
On the other side, Tong Ziyao followed the same pattern and sold a piece of wild boar meat to another place. After a while, he sold more than a hundred kilograms and exchanged it with a hunched old lady for thirty kilograms of whole grains and a few eggs on the black market.
Tong Ziyao hummed a little tune and left the black market. She took out a handful of black dried vegetables from the space that she couldn't tell what they were, stuffed them into her backpack, and walked happily on her way home.
It took more than two hours to go back and forth, and it would be dark if I didn't go back. Bai Fusheng was looking forward to it, and he supported Wang Mengxuan and looked forward to it.
"Mom, Dad, I'm back!" Tong Ziyao grinned and rushed towards the two of them.
"Hey, Qianqian, you're back? Are there any good things in your backpack?"
"Yes Qianqian, when your family was divided, you didn't have a penny."
On weekdays, two talkative women who looked down on Wang Mengxuan's pretty face walked up together and stretched out their hands to pull the backpack.
Tong Ziyao rolled her eyes: "Two aunts, do your two families live together at the beach?" Aunt Fat and Aunt Chunlai were so angry that their faces turned dark instantly, and each one's voice was shriller than the other.
"Qianqian, what are you talking about? Auntie, isn't this for your own good? She ran away at a young age and never came home. Who knows where the things in the basket came from?" Aunt Chunlai has always been mean, and no widow in the village wants to talk to her.
"Yes, Qianqian, your Aunt Chunlai and I, ah -" The fat aunt curled up her lips when she saw Aunt Chunlai pouring dirty water on Bai Qianqian unscrupulously, and started scolding her too. Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Wang Mengxuan, who came over to him, slapped him in the face.
"Ahem...want to die?" Wang Mengxuan was full of energy and waved her hands. She hurt me so much. Why is she so thick-skinned?
The fat aunt almost choked when she breathed: "Bai Lao Er, your mother-in-law is acting crazy, do you care or not?"
Bai Fusheng pushed the fat aunt away: "You want to harm my wife? Do you believe I will beat you to death?"
Aunt Chunlai, who was still wailing, suddenly became silent and stared at Bai Fusheng in disbelief: "You, you...Bai Laoer, you actually hit a woman?"
Fat Aunt also took three steps back and tugged on Aunt Chunlai's sleeve. The two left angrily and started spreading rumors.
Wang Mengxuan spread his hands and expressed that he was powerless. Bai Fusheng also stood aside watching the show, "You evil disciple, you can do it."
Tong Ziyao rolled her eyes, took out the things in her backpack, discussed with the two of them, and asked the party secretary's wife and the village chief's wife to help them cook dinner for the workers. He glanced at it, nodded in agreement, and thought about how to save some food for Bai Lao'er's family.
Tong Ziyao blinked her starry eyes and helped her two-digit aunt. Wang Mengxuan opened her mouth but stopped talking. Bai Fusheng sighed softly: "Axuan, we can't help, so don't stay here."
"Huh!" Wang Mengxuan pushed Bai Fusheng away, her legs and feet were a little weak, she muttered in her heart, she couldn't get angry, and her face turned pale.
The village chief's wife couldn't stand it anymore and dragged her to rest on the kang of her home. Bai Fusheng followed behind him, saying that he could not ruin the village chief's reputation. The village chief's wife was so angry that she wanted to kick him down.
Wang Mengxuan shooed Bai Fusheng away like a fly, climbed onto the kang, felt a little uncomfortable, felt sleepy, and soon fell asleep. Bai Fusheng sat aside, looking at that familiar and pale face, his heart ached, it was all caused by the unsatisfactory villain.
Tong Ziyao shook her head vigorously and shook the pot. It was too heavy and she couldn't carry it. Crazy criticizing Master for trying to harm me...
Not to mention, under the leadership of the village chief, everyone worked hard to death, and by evening, the house was repaired. Tong Ziyao was surprised for a moment, and quickly called on everyone to absorb it and start eating.
Seeing the pot full of a large bowl of meat and vegetables and three large steamed buns with noodles, everyone couldn't help but take a sip of water.
"Qianqian girl, this... this is too..."
