Courtyard: Complain first at the beginning

Chapter 50 First attempt

Soon a human figure appeared at the intersection. He was wearing a felt hat, which was also called Lei Feng hat by the people behind him. His whole body was covered except for a pair of eyes. If he didn't have a very obvious male figure, he would look really real at first glance. I don’t know whether the other person is a boy or a girl.

The man obviously didn't expect that there would be a person standing on the roadside. If there was no moonlight under the black light and he could see the figure clearly, he would be really shocked.
The man glanced at Zhao Xiaotang who was standing on the roadside and walked over without saying a word.
"I suspect he must have gone to the black market."

Zhao Xiaotang said with "I have seen through everything",
"Any fool can guess it. Otherwise, why are you here in the middle of the night? It's black in front of you. Just follow him."

Zhao Xiaotang: "Did you say he went to buy something, or did he go shopping?"

Fu Bao: "How do I know? But it seems like they are selling things."

Zhao Xiaotang "Maybe I sold it and bought it again!"

Fu Bao: "You are so boring."

"Why don't you fly to the front and help me see if it's safe there, and then I'll go over there. If there are any pitfalls, I'll just not go there."

Zhao Xiaotang was almost there when he started to feel a little scared again and retreated in his heart.

"No! It's been almost three hours and you've given up!"

"What's that look in your eyes? It's normal for me to be scared as a girl, okay! Why don't you help me go and have a look. If the authorities take any action, I won't go at all. I won't buy anything else by then. People chase them away like ducks.”

"Okay! Then I'll go take a look."

After Fu Bao finished speaking, he disappeared. Zhao Xiaotang put a mint candy in her mouth. The cool taste made her wake up instantly.

Fu Bao came back soon,

"Let's go. It's safe tonight. There's no official action. It's just ordinary people here in exchange for some food."

When Zhao Xiaotang heard this, he felt relieved. After thinking about it, he received 20 kilograms of white rice, 20 kilograms of white noodles and 20 kilograms of dried noodles from Fubao, and carried them all the way to the black market in a backpack.
There were seventeen or eight people in sight, and everyone was covered tightly. If the ears hadn't been enhanced, I wouldn't have been able to hear what the other person said, and it would have been no different from the sound of a mosquito.

People with bad hearing might not be able to hear what others are saying if they stand nearby!
This black market is an empty place. Everyone consciously stands or squats at a distance from each other, lining up in a row without disturbing each other.

Zhao Xiaotang carried the basket on his back and walked to the other end. By the way, he also took a look at how others sold things.

Everyone has a cloth bag in front of them. Some of the things inside are open and can be seen. Some bags are tied and have some things for sale on them.

It's obvious at a glance, but I don't know if there are any dishonest people here. Anyway, it's just a fool's errand, but it's not impossible that the underlying layer is adulterated.

While Zhao Xiaotang was thinking about it, he found a place to squat down. Because he was wearing a military coat, there was a stool under his buttocks that no one else knew about.
I put the three cloth bags out of the backpack, opened them side by side, and waited.

"Didn't you say you don't know how to buy things on the black market? What's going on with you? You're lying." Fu Bao pouted and sat on the backpack, shaking his calves.

"Anyway, there's nothing going on here, so just think of it as a good thing! You can also get some money by the way. Speaking of which, I haven't sold anything yet!"

Snow-white rice, white flour and noodles, even if the moonlight is not very bright, are still discovered by people looking for them in the black market.
So Zhao Xiaotang's place was quickly surrounded by people, and they had even broken the rules of the black market. Everyone was not afraid of being exposed, and they all asked how these were sold? How much does it cost? How many votes are needed?

"Don't make any noise. Let me tell you, everything here costs 20 kilograms. It's the same price as one yuan per kilogram. There's no need to exchange for food stamps.
Don't worry, I won't sell to any of you. Each person is rationed up to three kilograms. If you understand, line up, otherwise I will carry it back directly and no one will sell it? "

The scene suddenly became a bit chaotic. Everyone was excitedly asking about the price. Some even directly asked Zhao Xiaotang to sell him one person.
Zhao Xiaotang had no choice but to shout at the top of his lungs. He just came up with this rule.

As soon as everyone heard this, most people lined up consciously. Only a few stubborn ones wanted to take advantage, and they were a little unhappy.
Zhao Xiaotang was not used to this kind of people and said coldly:
"I hope you won't break the rules. If I really want to make money, do you think you can buy such good rice and noodles? Don't be ignorant, go to the back and line up. If you want to buy, be sure to have your money ready. I'll count to three. It starts selling as soon as the sound is heard. If you don’t queue up, just don’t buy it.”

"Hurry up and get in line!"

"Why are you worried about food? It's good if you can buy it."

"That's right, come here quickly. There's no one behind me. Three pounds is not bad. I won't pick it anyway."

Those few people had no choice but to go to the back and queue up. If they didn't go, they might not be able to get in line by then.
Soon there was a long queue, and even the vendors who were originally selling goods came over and queued up as soon as they collected their goods.

Since the price was agreed upon, Zhao Xiaotang borrowed the pole scale from the person next to him and started his first business after arriving here.
Soon one pound of this, two pounds of flour, three pounds of that, and some even wanted half a pound of white flour. Zhao Xiaotang sold them all one by one.

After all, it was still early at this time, and some people came one after another. When they saw people lining up in the venue, they all came over to inquire about it. It was obvious that they all followed behind and lined up.

There was a dishonest person who took out all the cent tickets and sub-tickets, which added up to a shortfall of 17 cents.

Zhao Xiaotang returned the money directly to the other party and took the food back.

The man quit on the spot and cursed angrily. Zhao Xiaotang didn't get used to it.

"You're looking for death. You don't know how much money you brought. If you don't know how to count money, don't make it uncomfortable. If you don't agree with the agreed price, you don't have to buy it. Why are you so crazy here?"

After Zhao Xiaotang said that, he kicked the man far away. Everyone who was still in line was shocked.
After knowing the whole story, they all pointed at that person and cursed.
But this time it really shocked those people. After all, not everyone can kick an adult away. After that, the sales went smoothly. The total was only 60 kilograms, and it was sold out quickly.
After all, based on the black market price, the money she wanted was really not much, and she didn’t need a ticket, and the quality was so good. Some people who had already spent more money wanted to buy more, but it was a pity that Zhao Xiaotang didn’t sell. So I had to buy the limited edition of three kilograms.

After the sale, more than half an hour had passed. He returned the scale. Of course, it would not be in vain. Zhao Xiaotang left him a pound of white noodles.
When I took out the white noodles, I felt embarrassed and waved away.
Zhao Xiaotang did this several times, so he just stuffed his pocket into his arms and turned around and left.

That person still wants to do business, so naturally there is no way to pursue him. You feel grateful and accept it with peace of mind.

After Zhao Xiaotang finished selling the things, he walked around the black market. He didn't find the things he imagined, so he walked home happily.
"Someone is following!"

(End of this chapter)