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Chapter 57

After registering, basically nothing will happen today, and the two of them are doing nothing in the guest house.

Yao Yiyi was going to go out for a stroll, and stop by to find out where the black market was, so this trip was imperative.

She lives with Huang Damei, and if they go out, the two of them will definitely follow each other.

"Group leader, there is a distant relative in my city, I want to go and see her."

Yao Yiyi felt that although this excuse was clumsy, Huang Damei was always embarrassed to go to relatives' houses with her.

This is the only excuse to separate from the team leader.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Huang Damei said.

"Well, you go to see relatives, but go early and return early, it's easy to get lost when it's dark."

Huang Damei was very happy when she heard this, and she was thinking about finding some excuse to go out and visit the black market.

Unexpectedly, Yao Yiyi wanted to visit relatives instead, which gave her an excellent opportunity.

The two of them don't know that they have their own ghosts.

Yao Yiyi packed up her things and went out with a cloth bag.

After walking out of the guest house, she was a little hesitant. In such a big city, where could she find the black market?

Seriously speaking, she is quite familiar with this city, after all, she has worked here as a small business.

But that will be a few years away.

In this city more than ten years ago, she had no idea where the black market was.

Digging out all the memories, probably remembering that someone told her back then.

There is one of the largest black markets near Wuliqiao.

Now it's just a matter of luck.

Yao Yiyi asked how to get to Wuli Bridge, but she didn't expect Wuli Bridge to be quite far from here.

It takes eight more stops by bus.

But she didn't know about other places, so she could only touch them like this.

Of course, go to the toilet cubicle when you leave first, and take out some things in the supermarket first.

Otherwise, it will be too late to prepare.

Yao Yiyi thought for a while, she had never been to the black market, and in her previous life she had heard that there were a lot of things that could be traded in the black market.

However, most of them are based on grain, eggs, meat, and fruits.

I heard that the black market in Wuliqiao is not the same as that in other places. Wuliqiao will get some special things.

I heard that the black market in Wuliqiao is quite large, and there are many people who come and go. Some salesmen from various factories will come here to sell some private goods, defective products from the factories and so on.

Basically everything you need.

Yao Yiyi searched the warehouses of the two supermarkets.

There are a lot of grain and oil, but this thing is not easy to carry.

If she walked into the black market with a bag of noodles, everyone would have to pay attention to her.

After thinking about it, some products are still relatively popular in this era.

Some in-demand products on the market, such as milk powder and brown sugar, are not available to ordinary people.

The supply is based on tickets. Most people can't save so many tickets, and there are only a few things that can be bought throughout the year.

However, if a woman has no milk when she has a baby, this milk powder is definitely not something that can be bought at will.

The same is true for brown sugar. Most of the time, it is possible for a doctor to prescribe brown sugar only after the hospital pretends to be sick.

Only with this prescription can you buy brown sugar.

There is also brown sugar in the supply and marketing cooperative, but the ticket is not enough for a catty a year.

This kind of thing is easy to carry, and the exchange price is more reasonable.

Yao Yiyi took out the milk powder from the warehouse, and then wrapped it in kraft paper according to the one-jin package.

Wrap part of the brown sugar in the same way.

Another commodity that is in short supply is cigarettes.

Women may not have that much demand for cigarettes, but most men in this era cannot live without cigarettes.

Cigarette supply is absolutely tight.

This kind of thing is light and fluffy, but you can definitely buy a good price.

Her cloth bag was bulging and stuffed.

Not only are the bags stuffed, but a batch of something not so obvious is prepared in the supermarket.

Cigarettes are really out of the question.

Unless she sells loose cigarettes.

Yao Yiyi purposely found some cigarettes produced by Modu and Shangjing.

Local cities like them will not know any cigarette factories in other places.

After packing these up, we went directly to Wuli Bridge by car.

After getting off the station, I asked passers-by about Wuliqiao, and sure enough, passers-by looked at her slightly differently.

But he kindly pointed her in the right direction.

Wuliqiao has to walk along the path along this place, and it takes about half an hour to get there.

Yao Yiyi could meet people while walking in the direction of Wuli Bridge, but they were all in twos and threes, with very vigilant expressions, and when they saw each other, they tacitly avoided seeing each other, and hurried on their own way.

You can see the bridge of Wuli Bridge from a distance.

Wuliqiao is really a bridge, and this black market trade is under the bridge.

The closer you get to Wuli Bridge, the more people come and go.

Even Yao Yiyi couldn't help becoming vigilant, because the people passing by dressed up so much that it made people feel a little unbearable.

Men and women wore scarves on their heads, and covered their faces with masks up and down, tightly wrapped.

It's almost hard to see each other's faces.

Yao Yiyi looked at her attire, she really stood out from the crowd.

After pondering for a while, I still found a hidden bush and packed myself.

Put on a scarf, put on a mask, and check it from top to bottom.

If someone came from afar, I probably wouldn't be able to recognize who she was.

Then he walked directly to the bottom of Wuli Bridge with his cloth bag on his back.

After turning around for a while, I probably understood the rules of setting up a stall. People are doing their own thing, and many of them are carrying baskets or bags.

Walking back and forth in a small area, muttering a sentence from time to time.

Probably shouting the name of something in his hand.

There are also some men who mostly have a bag in front of them. The bag is not big, it looks very small, and it contains at most two or three catties of grain.

If someone liked it, the two of them would immediately go to Bi Jing's place to trade.

It should be hiding a large amount of food somewhere.

Most of the people who buy or sell things don’t talk nonsense, go straight to the topic, buy and leave, for fear of being chased by ghosts if they stay for a while.

And more people looked around vigilantly.

Yao Yiyi also imitated others, standing in place with her bag in her hand.

"Milk powder, brown sugar, cigarettes!"

I didn't dare to raise my voice, because almost all the people talking in this place were whispering, and their voices were very low, as if they were engaged in intelligence activities.

Overall relatively quiet.

She was afraid that if she raised her voice, it would attract everyone's attention.

Even when she herself entered the bridge, she couldn't help but feel nervous all over.

Anyway, this is a special experience that I have never experienced in my life.

It's a little bit like being a thief.

(End of this chapter)