Break through seven zeros with space

Chapter 149 I'm Not Poor Money
When I went back, it was already dark, and I passed the Bund again by tram. Ye Yuxuan looked at the Bund at this time, without the neon decorations of later generations, but it also had a special taste.

Back in the big hotel, Ye Yuxuan changed into loose and comfortable clothes, nestled herself in the soft couch, drank scented tea from the space, ate egg tart biscuits and other small snacks, and still wanted to buy something.

She is not lacking, but she is still bored and wants to buy things.

Otherwise... Ye Yuxuan was ready to move, but after taking a sip of scented tea, she hesitated again.

It's Chinese New Year's Eve, and it's far away from Pingyang City, so it should be possible to visit the black market, right?
In fact, Ye Yuxuan made up her mind to come to Shanghai when she was in Qingzhou, but the ticket she bought was not for Shanghai, she just got off at the station in Shanghai.

The color of her hair is a big flaw at this moment, and it is easier to track her, but what if she wears a wig in disguise?
Then, if you turn the whole city upside down, you won't be able to find her, just like in Pingyang City, maybe even if she walks past Lu Ran, he won't notice anything, this is called the darkness under the lamp.

But to be honest, Ye Yuxuan's clothes may be more conspicuous in other places, but here, her simple clothes will be attracted a lot of attention by the various clothes in this place.

At least, here, there are a lot fewer people who glance at her clothes.

Before going to bed, Ye Yuxuan didn't even think about whether to go to the black market, but when she saw the telephone in the room, she was a little annoyed that she didn't remember the number of Pingyang City Hospital, otherwise, she could still call Gu Yanzhe.

Otherwise, go to the post office tomorrow and send him a telegram, shall we?Although this announcement is a bit late, it is better than nothing.

The next day, Ye Yuxuan didn't go out until after breakfast.

The post office opened at seven o'clock. When Ye Yuxuan arrived, she saw people queuing up to post things with big and small bags.

It turns out that the earliest express delivery business has been around since then, but it’s too cheap to send a large package, and it only costs one yuan if it weighs twenty or thirty catties.

Ye Yuxuan was amazed in her heart, then went to the counter to get the telegram form and write the telegram.

"Yan Zhe, I'm on a long journey, I'll be back soon."

When she was filling out the telegram, she heard someone send an urgent telegram, and she followed suit.

The telegraph operator with neat curly hair was still marveling at Ye Yuxuan's curly hair in his heart, and planned to perm her hair next month when he was paid, but when the telegraph operator took the telegram handed over by Ye Yuxuan, the corner of his mouth One pump.

This lesbian doesn't look like a country bumpkin who doesn't understand anything. Why can't she even know the format of a telegram? Five words are enough, but she has to write so much.It's not writing letters, words don't cost money.

"Comrade, the format of your telegram is wrong. You have to abbreviate it. Don't write any redundant words."

Ye Yuxuan took the telegram handed back by the telegraph operator, was stunned for a moment, and handed it back again: "It's okay, I know how to count money by word, I like this, just send it like this, there are not a few words."

Rewriting has to be queued again, which is too troublesome.

"But, your telegram can be done in five words. Why do you need to spend more money?"

Looking at the stubborn and responsible telegraph operator, Ye Yuxuan really didn't want to give her a critical blow, I'm not short of money.

"Can't you send it?"

The telegraph operator shook his head: "It's not impossible to send, but it's a waste."

Ye Yuxuan smiled when she heard the words: "Then I won't change it, including punctuation marks, it's only fourteen characters. Please send it out for me, comrade."

After finishing the sentence, she reminded again: "By the way, I will choose the urgent one."

Although she didn't say it clearly, Ye Yuxuan's attitude made it clear that she just said, I'm not short of money.

Looking at the lesbians who did not listen to persuasion, the telegraph operator was a little depressed.

But people don't want to save money, what can she do, so the telegraph operator quickly collected the money and sent the telegram.

A telegram cost three cents a word, and punctuation marks also counted as a word. Expediting was twice as expensive, and Ye Yuxuan paid eighty-four cents.

It doesn't seem like much, but at this time, it costs seventy or eighty cents, and if you save some, you may eat it for three days.

After the telegram was sent, Ye Yuxuan happily left the post office.

Ye Yuxuan hadn't decided whether to go to the black market yet, but when she saw someone secretly trading on the road, she couldn't help but be speechless. The black market here is already so rampant.

But after observing it, Ye Yuxuan realized that not all of these people who buy and sell on the street specialize in doing this. Some of them come to Shanghai to buy things, and they don’t have enough tickets or money, and then find a way to exchange with the locals for affordable ones. Tickets, after all, it doesn't feel worthwhile to use national tickets.

There is also particularity in selling things, you have to pick those aunts and old ladies who are holding a vegetable basket and looking to buy something, if you want to stare at the boys in their twenties and the uncles in their 50s, it will be a waste of effort.

A guy in his 20s either pays his salary after working, or pays food to the canteen of the unit. One person eats enough and the whole family is not hungry.

The uncle in his 50s doesn't have to worry about eating, drinking, and sleeping at home. He doesn't even have a dime in his pocket, and it's useless to find it.

People who want to exchange tickets and sell money have the same heart as the mirror. Most of the people who look at the people who open their mouths, as long as the other party needs it, the price is not outrageous, and they will find one right.

Perhaps Ye Yuxuan looked like she would have tickets that could be exchanged for. When passing by, a lesbian in her thirties whispered to her.

"Comrade, do you have a Shanghai cloth ticket? I'll exchange it with you for food stamps."

Ye Yuxuan shook her head, thinking, I still want to get Shanghai cloth tickets.

"Comrade, do you have any silver dollars? Take one for eighty-five cents."

Yes, there are also silver dollars, one silver dollar denomination is one yuan, and the ratio is one to one when you go to the bank, which is not the same price on the black market. After all, although it is convenient to go to the bank, if the amount is large, you are afraid of being held accountable. no.

Ye Yuxuan shook her head again, and walked past the silver dollar peddler, thinking, I have gold, silver and jade wares, but I really don't have any silver dollars, and I don't plan to sell them.

More than half an hour later, a man in his 30s with dark yellow and rough skin and a turban appeared on the street.

Since someone was buying and selling, Ye Yuxuan took the opportunity to exchange some of the coupons here. Anyway, it would be a big deal to buy some things from the department store here, and then take out some from the space and mix them up. Others won't care too much.

Ye Yuxuan, who already had business experience in Pingyang City, started selling grain with a basket, so don't be too convenient.

Ye Yuxuan took aim at those people who seemed to hold the power to purchase firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea at home, and went up to ask, plus her things were good, so naturally no one would not be tempted.

(End of this chapter)