I Was Called a Poor Widow, But I Relied on My Supernatural Powers To Fight Back In Ancient Times

 Chapter 870 The strange black market

 The scene in front of me will make the brave ones feel a little nervous, while the timid ones will not even dare to come within ten feet.

Xiao Wu looked at the weird atmosphere in front of him and couldn't help but sneer.

“It is indeed a bit scary to do this in the middle of the night. No matter how ghostly he is, he will not be able to escape the word profit in the end.”

 “Humans die for money, and birds die for food. This has always been the case.”

Entering the boundary of the black market, Xiao Wu saw clearly that there was a commercial street in front of him, with shops lined on both sides. Paper yellow lanterns were hung above the doors, emitting a dim light. There were also some vendors squatting on both sides of the road, with various types of goods in front of them. object.

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The black market owner provides a territory for people to trade privately. He only needs to hide in the dark and take a cut of the transaction to make a lot of money.

 “Cover one’s ears and steal the bell, pretend to be mysterious,”

Making it so gloomy and scary is nothing more than telling everyone that illegal trading is possible here.

　　It is said that the king of **** is easy to meet, but the devil is difficult to deal with, and he is talking about the kind of people in front of him.

“The guest is really good at joking. Do you know how much salt I have in my hands?”

Wenyou glanced at the two of them coldly and tossed out two coins.

 “Such as pig iron or table salt.”

 Tables, chairs, benches, pens, inks, papers, and inkstones were all in disarray. It was a bit like a dandy disciple selling off his property.

“The rules of our black market are that everyone must wear a mask. This is also for the black market owner to protect the interests of both parties. Black market transactions are not responsible for leaving the market, please.”

Xiao Wu stopped and looked at the shopkeeper, who was dressed in dust and had his hair **** in a bun with a piece of cloth. His voice was deep and strong, and he could tell that he was a middle-aged man.

 “Hey, welcome guest, what do you want? I’ll introduce it to you. The store is dimly lit, so be careful where you step.”

Wenyou was alert to the surrounding situation and spoke in a low voice.

“Then you have to ask the guest what you need. The store is a grocery store with a complete range of items. As long as the guest can tell me, I can basically do it here.”

As soon as Xiao Wu said these words, the shopkeeper immediately took a step back and looked at him warily.

“Did the guest go to the wrong door? This is a grocery store, not a salt seller.”

 The masked man was also surprised, and he raised his hands with a smile.

“This has always been the rule in our black market. The nobles who dare to visit the black market are all wealthy, so naturally they won’t care about the entry fee?”

Xiao Wu nodded and walked in. The room was darker than outside, and he could barely see a row of cabinets in the middle, with pots, bowls, ladles and other miscellaneous items on them.

“I took a look, and there were a lot of spies hiding around me. Every move on the street was being monitored.”

 The masked man didn’t waste any time receiving the money and immediately handed over two masks.

 “Stop talking nonsense and get out of the way.”

Hearing Wenyou's reminder, Xiao Wu looked around calmly, and everything he saw was a pair of strange masks. Didn't find anything particularly strange.

 The two of them walked most of the street, passing countless gold and silver equipment shops. There are many people coming and going in this kind of place. Some people go in empty-handed, come out with a bag on their back, and then quickly disappear into the crowd.

 “Would you like to go in and have a look?”

“With such caution, there is no doubt that there is illegal trading.”

Wenyou took the mask, checked it and handed it to Xiao Wu.

 The more it is like this, the more people will be curious and flock to it.

Hearing the two lions opening their mouths, Xiao Wu raised his eyebrows.

“We are new here, it’s our first time visiting the black market, and we didn’t know there was an entry fee rule.”

“I rely on the strength of my breath to tell my direction, but you don’t have the inner strength to detect it.”

It looks like the streets in the daytime. The only difference is that people here don’t dare to show their true colors. After looking around, Xiao Wu hummed,

 Two hundred five. Two hundred and thirty-four. One hundred and forty-six. Seventy-five

If the government says they are completely unaware of such a big thing, it would be covering their ears. It is impossible to say that there is collusion between the black market and the government.

 In the final analysis, they are all madmen who challenge the laws of the country.

Xiao Wu looked at the crowded streets, the shops lined up on both sides, the shopkeepers wearing masks and the waiters greeting customers.

 “Oh, please tell me.”

Moreover, the back of his hands is rough and thick, and his mouth is calloused. He should often hold farm tools or weapons.

　Some people were squatting on the ground, bargaining, and no one was making any noise whether it was successful or not.

Xiao Wu had one hand behind his back and was stroking a white jade with the other, with a lazy and carefree expression.

Suddenly, Xiao Wu stopped and looked up at the dusty grocery store. There was only an orange lantern hanging on the door.

 “North.”

Wenyou looked at Xiao Wu's serious look, raised his eyebrows almost imperceptibly, and stood behind him silently.

"This is indeed an illegal transaction and a means of evading taxes. The government mostly turns a blind eye to such things. After all, the people behind the scenes dare to do this, and they are not ordinary people."    "Some officials also turn a blind eye to such things. We can’t afford to offend, and besides, if the people don’t complain to the officials, no one will report the black market situation, so the officials will naturally be too lazy to intervene.”

“You two are welcome to the black market, the entry fee is the same per person.”

It is said that the black market opens once every half month. This person lives in the county town and owns a grocery store here. The chance of doing farm work is not high.

 As for those who come here to pick up leaks, whether they can really take advantage remains to be said.

Xiao Wu said and arched his hands towards the man.

 “May I ask the shopkeeper, do you have anything special here?”

Wenyou led him to the stone monument. Just as he was about to step in, two masked men suddenly appeared from the side and slapped them with a smile.

The further you go, the more people there are. Everyone is wearing a mask, and they are not worried about being recognized. They walk struttingly on the street, occasionally whispering to each other in a low voice.

 Listening to Xiao Wu’s tone, Wenyou was silent for a moment.

 “I wonder where the guest wants to transport the salt?”

Hearing this person’s tone, Xiao Wu pursed his lips.

“I am a businessman, so naturally I want something that can make money.”

Wenyou looked at Xiao Wu's expression and looked up at the grocery store.

Xiao Wu was stopped by someone just as he was about to go behind the cabinet.

“After a lot of trouble, the more the better.”

“I’d like to ask the shopkeeper for your convenience. I just want to barter between the north and the south. I just want to make a profit.”

“I just want a batch of salt. I heard that the black market has everything here. I came all the way just for this.”

The man looked at the white jade in Xiao Wu's hand, then at Wen You standing behind him, and asked in a deep voice.

“This is the kind of business we do, without any gimmicks, how can we attract people here?”

"This is a black market. I hope the customer will think carefully before talking about it. I have some salt. I wonder how much the customer wants?"

"No matter how much it is, I want it, it's just a matter of paying with money. You have the goods, I have the money, fair trade. Why should the shopkeeper be sarcastic?"

Xiao Wu snorted coldly and glanced at him lightly.

 (End of this chapter)