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An hour later, dinner was over.

Yang Shuo drank the beer in the glass in one gulp. This German beer was indeed good, much better than the beer brewed by his uncle's family, and the taste was more intense.

After paying the bill, he immediately paid a deposit of 20,000 yuan. The food supply in Northern Philippines is still sufficient, and no rationing system has been implemented so far.

Generally speaking, as long as you are willing to spend money, you can buy food, but the price of food is much more expensive than in China.

Take potatoes as an example. The official price in China is about ten yuan, and Tangier is about ten times that in China. However, in general, it is still ten or twenty yuan cheaper than the black market.

After leaving the Shu Restaurant, there were still three hours before ten o'clock, and Pan Jun suggested going to the black market.

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Yang Shuo also wanted to take the opportunity to investigate the local second-hand car market so that he could reform the auto repair shop next, so he agreed.

The two were standing on the side of the road preparing to take a taxi, when an off-road vehicle slowly drove over from not far away. Judging from the logo, it should be a German Mercedes-Benz.

"This is a military Mercedes-Benz."

Pan Jun recognized the model at a glance.

"Why is this car so rustic?"

Yang Shuo couldn't help but complain.

The so-called military off-road vehicle in front of him looked very similar to the jeep that was popular in China in the 1970s, and there was no military vehicle's domineering aura at all.

"Don't look at its inconspicuous appearance. The performance of this car is very stable and its off-road ability is also outstanding. It is very popular in our Philippines."

"How much is one?" Yang Shuo asked casually.

"I don't know about the new car, but the used car will cost about 5-6 million, and it's not certain that you can buy it."

"What are you playing with? This car costs 5-6 million? The latest Tesla in China is only more than 3 million, and it's a new car that just came out of the factory."

"Scarcity makes things valuable. There are many rich people here. The more things that can show status, the more expensive they are."

As soon as Pan Jun finished speaking, the Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of the two of them, and then a big head popped out of the car window, with a big gold chain hanging around its neck.

"Colonel Pan, where are you going? Do you want me to give you a ride?"

Pan Jun was stunned, and then recognized the person in front of him.

"Big Head Ding? Why are you in Tangier?"

"My brother came to the military region to do something, and I came with him. I just finished my meal and saw you standing on the side of the road, so I hurried over to ask. Who is this person next to you?"

Pan Jun immediately introduced: "This is Yang Shuo, the owner of Changsheng Auto Repair Shop, and also my cousin's husband."

"It turns out to be Boss Yang, I have heard a lot about you!"

Big Head Ding got out of the car and bowed to the other party.

"Old Yang." Pan Jun continued to introduce, "This is Ding Shouhai from Bensu City, nicknamed Big Head Ding, and his brother Ding Ming is the mayor of Bensu City. He is a well-known big shot in our area."

"Nice to meet you!"

Yang Shuo instantly became interested.

I have always heard that there are many "local emperors" in the Philippines, but I didn't expect to finally see one today. Although the other party is not a real mayor, I think it should be not much different.

"Boss Yang, I still have two cars in your auto repair shop. I wonder if they have been repaired?"

"Well, I just arrived in Tangier today and haven't completely taken over the auto repair shop yet! If Brother Ding is in a hurry, why don't you come back to the factory with me to ask? It's just a few steps away anyway."

"No hurry, no hurry. Where do you two want to go? Let me take you there first?"

Ding Datou waved his hand quickly.

Although his brother is the lord of a city, his status is not as good as Colonel Pan. Bensu City is just a small coastal city east of Tangier, with a population of more than 5,000, and the two places are less than 100 kilometers apart.

Pan Jun replied: "We are going to the nearby Huizhou Road black market..."

"Isn't this a coincidence? I am also planning to go there. Let's go together?"

Ding Datou opened the car door.

Pan Jun smiled and nodded, then asked Yang Shuo to get in the car.

In less than ten minutes, the black market arrived.

After getting off the car, Ding Datou couldn't wait to introduce: "Boss Yang, this is the largest black market in Tangier and also the largest black market in the Philippines. I tell you, as long as you are willing to spend money, you can buy anything there."

"Really? Can you buy a wife?"

Yang Shuo couldn't help but tease.

"Yes." Ding Datou said firmly.

Pan Jun hurried out to explain: "Old Yang, don't listen to Datou's nonsense. Although the Philippines has not yet been included in the Asian mutual map, human trafficking is also prohibited."

"Colonel Pan, let's not beat around the bush. Those matchmaking agencies are just like that. As long as you spend tens of thousands of dollars, you can take your wife home."

Ding Datou frowned at the other party.

"That's voluntary. It's not the same as human trafficking. Don't confuse it."

"Okay, okay, whatever you say is what it is!"

Ding Datou immediately gave in.

Yang Shuo probably figured out the twists and turns. In fact, this kind of thing is also very common in Sydney. Many intermediary companies are doing shameful things behind the scenes under the guise of matchmaking.

However, the attitude of the higher-ups is also very ambiguous.

Basically, they turn a blind eye. As long as they don't do anything that angers the heavens and the people, they will not take the initiative to interfere most of the time.

After all, they are all poor people, and marrying them is also a way out.

…

Since entering the black market, Yang Shuo's eyes have been opened. Although the black market here only has two floors, above ground and underground, it is really large. It takes almost half an hour to walk from the north gate to the south gate.

And just like Ding Datou said, there are all kinds of things inside, selling everything.

"Isn't this too big? It's more than ten times bigger than the largest black market in Sydney. It's too exaggerated."

Ding Datou looked embarrassed: "Boss Yang, this is called first-come-first-serve. If you think about a place as big as Europa, hundreds of millions of materials are transported every day. It can be said that this is the logistics distribution center of the entire Philippines. ”

"Impressive!"

"Boss Yang, I'm very familiar with this place. If you want to buy anything, just tell me and I'll take you there. Maybe you can get a discount for my sake."

"I want to see used cars."

"No problem, the people selling second-hand cars are all over the west gate. Let's go there quickly!"

After Ding Datou finished speaking, he hailed a rickshaw. The black market was crowded with people and motorized vehicles were unsafe, so various rickshaws came into being.

Ten minutes later, Ximen arrived.

Datou Ding led the two of them into the largest second-hand car store. The owner was an old white man wearing a suit, but Daxia spoke very fluently.

"Mr. Ding, welcome!"

"Frank, have you got any good cars lately?"

Ding Datou asked impatiently.

"A Lamborghini Iulus came last month. Are you interested?"

Frank immediately pointed to a supercar and introduced.

"Forget about supercars, our Bensu is no better than Tangier. Not only is the area smaller, the road conditions are not that good, so we can't drive a sports car at all."

Ding Datou looked disappointed.

Compared to supercars, he undoubtedly prefers authentic off-road vehicles, which are not only powerful but can also run in the wilderness. This is the right car for the Philippines.

Yang Shuo was very interested. He happened to need a mobility scooter, so he subconsciously asked the price.

Probably because supercars are really hard to sell, old Frank didn't make a big deal, but quoted a fairly fair price.

"Including car tax, the total is 6.8 million."

"can it be cheaper?"

Yang Shuo was instantly moved.

This is the famous Lamborghini.

"It can't get any cheaper. The maintenance cost of this Lamborghini alone cost more than one million. Adding in the tax of two million and a half million, we really don't have much profit."

Ding Datou interrupted on the spot: "Frank, please stop fooling people. What about customs duties? Do you have customs declaration procedures here?"

"Ahem, the procedures are still being completed."

"That's nonsense. It looks like your car is assembled. We are all old acquaintances. Give me some face and tell me the real price."

"It's not that I don't give face, this price is really the lowest price."

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