Free Days in Siheyuan

The chicken cup he worked so hard to get was actually sold by a villain for five kilograms of food stamps.

Five kilograms of food stamps, only five kilograms of food stamps.

The middle-aged man was almost driven mad, and managed to squeeze out a sentence through his teeth: "Go find it! Get it back at any cost."

It's just that the joys and sorrows of human beings are not the same. Compared with their anger, Zhang Yu, who had picked up the big leak, had a smile on his face at this time.

If it weren't for the fact that he was still on the black market, he would have cheered a lot.

He didn't know the origin of this chicken bowl cup at all, but he was following Zhao Liang to help him refer to what he wanted to buy.

After just walking around, I found that not only was the scale of this black market not as good as the previous one, but most of the items sold there were defective.

But something is better than nothing. After some comparison, Zhao Liang still spent money to buy three scarves.

After shopping around for a while, they saw that there was really nothing to buy, so the two of them thought of giving up.

"The things here are fine for daily use. Isn't this a bit of a gift..." Looking at the scarf in Zhao Liang's hand, Zhang Yu's words were not complete, but the intended meaning was revealed.

Zhao Liang also has a deep understanding of this.

In fact, even if something is defective, most people at this time will not care about it. However, this is the first New Year gift he gives to his partner, and it is also the first year of their relationship. It is unavoidable to give a defective gift. Some not so good.

No matter what others think, he can't pass the test in his heart anyway.

Another thing is that although he is not superstitious, it would be a bad idea to give a defective gift in the first year.

It was a pity that he had to inquire several times before he found this relatively safe and guaranteed black market.

Other black markets are either far away, or there is no guarantee. Who knows, if you buy half of something, someone will rush in and arrest you. It is really not suitable for him to go.

You can't take the risk of getting caught for a gift, and given the nature of my parents' work, if they are really caught, I'm afraid they won't be able to hold their heads high in front of colleagues and friends in the future.

He couldn't take risks with his whole family just because of a gift.

Looking at Zhao Liang's sad face, Zhang Yu asked tentatively: "How about we go back first and go shopping in the department store another day to see if there are any new goods?"

"Row."

The people in charge of the black market noticed Zhang Yu and the others after they came in.

After observing their generosity, his eyes brightened even more, and he muttered something in the other person's ear.

The other person followed his gaze and looked at Zhao Liang, then looked at the things in their hands, and then nodded: "Okay, let them in."

After getting the reply, the person in charge of the black market came up to the two people as they were leaving and asked them in a low voice if they were interested in sitting next door for a while. He believed there would be a surprise.

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Yu was stunned for a moment, and then looked at each other with Zhao Liang, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

Neither of them spoke, but they followed the man silently into a yard behind the scrap collection station.

After going through some complicated passwords, the two followed the man to the backyard of the yard.

Zhang Yu was shocked as soon as he entered. Although the backyard was no bigger than the scrap collection station, the number of units selling things there was no less than there.And you don’t even need to look carefully, just by looking at it you can tell that the things on the stalls here are much better than those at the scrap collection station.

After Zhang Yu was shocked for a moment, he quickly reacted.

He asked why the black market at the scrap collection depot was so crowded. It turned out that it was just a cover-up. Really powerful sellers and buyers were here.

Oh my god, it turns out that Mission: Impossible is also popular in the black market these days!

Thinking about the process of being brought here, Zhang Yu suddenly realized that apart from being a front and making some money from retail investors, the black market at the waste collection station was probably used to screen qualified customers and then invite them. Powerful buyers and sellers participate in the new black market.

Seeing their shock, the man who came in before them explained: "As you know, the management in Beijing has been a bit strict recently, so it is inevitable that you will be more careful."

Zhang Yu and the others expressed their understanding.

After that, the man told them to go shopping without worries, and they promised that nothing would happen to them.

If you buy a lot of things, you don't have to be afraid of attracting attention. You can just go directly to the person who is organizing the order. He will take them to the back door and they will leave through the back door.

After explaining this, the man left directly, presumably to look for new candidates.

After he left, Zhang Yu and the others turned their attention to the surrounding stalls.

After taking a closer look, they discovered that the black market was much larger than they initially thought.

Because in addition to the stalls on the surface, Zhang Yu also vaguely saw that there were stalls in some open rooms.

And compared with the past, where the black market was dominated by retail investors, the sellers in this black market can tell at a glance that there is an organization behind them.

The buyers who can enter here have also been carefully screened. Although they are dressed in different styles, and some of them can even be described as poor, they are absolutely generous in their dealings.

For example, Zhang Yu saw a middle-aged man wearing rags and patches all over his body. He waved his hand and wrapped up all the milk powder on a certain stall in Yuan'er.

And there are far more than one case like him.

What shocked Zhang Yu even more was the replenishment efficiency of these people. The milk powder on the stall had just been sold out and was replenished in the blink of an eye.

And those pigs and chickens were obviously not collected from ordinary farmers at a glance. From Zhang Yu's perspective, more than [-]% of these things were fed with grain.

Zhang Yu has been feeding pigs and chickens in space for so long, so he has experience. How could he not see the difference between animals fed simply with grass and grain.

Just looking at the oil on the chicken and the fat on the pig, you can tell that they are definitely fed from pure grains.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yu couldn't help but take a breath.

It is only the end of the 60s. Strictly speaking, we are still in the same three years. At this time, most people buy it when they are still hungry. They can use the food to feed the pigs. The power behind organizing this black market is definitely not small.

And judging from the freshness of the pig, it was probably just killed this morning.

Zhang Yu shook his head and got rid of his desire to explore. Excessive curiosity can kill people. He has not lived enough and does not want to die.

Zhao Liang was no less shocked than Zhang Yu. Although he had been doing procurement for a while, he had seen a lot of types of supplies.