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Chapter 8: No one touches porcelain these days, right?

"When I came back for the first time, I just went in to check out the situation and buy some things. I didn't think it was safe, so I dared to sell things on my back." Su Yijia smiled quite honestly.

Those people were relieved and asked, "What are you selling?"

"Oil."

Their eyes immediately lit up, "How much do you plan to sell it for?"

"No tickets required, three yuan for a catty, eight catties for sale."

Faced with such in-depth inquiries, Su Yijia became wary.

She quickly glanced at those people, and she was thinking in her mind whether she could escape from these men if she really wanted to take action.

"You open it and give us a look. If it works, we'll keep it." The man winked at the people next to him, and they immediately walked away.

Su Yijia pursed her lips, then took out the plastic bucket and poured some on the lid.

The man smelled it, then took some drops and put it in his mouth to taste.

Raising his eyebrows in satisfaction, he handed the lid to his companion.

The other party also confirmed it before nodding towards him.

"Three yuan a pound, I'll take all the oil from you. If you still have it in the future, I'll take it directly." Qiu Yanqing counter-offered.

"No. This oil is so rare. A city dweller over 18 can only get half a pound of oil coupons every month. I can't sell it for three yuan and two." Su Yijia refused very firmly, leaving no room for negotiation.

No.

The soybeans that do not require votes sell for 12 cents, and the supply and marketing cooperative sells for 9 cents, which is an increase of one-third.

The price of oil is two yuan and three yuan, and it sells for three yuan and one. In addition, ordinary people have no skills and no machines to refine oil. It is reasonable for her to increase the price by another ten cent.

Qiu Yanqing stared directly at Su Yijia, with a bit of oppression in his eyes.

But Su Yijia was not scared.

She has a top-notch family background, and she is already promising. She has met too many powerful and wealthy people.

Lifting her neck, Su Yijia looked back pretending not to understand anything.

In the end, Qiu Yanqing compromised and said, "Okay, then you wait here while I go get the things to pack."

Three dollars and two is really not expensive.

He has a way, and people are clamoring for four yuan a pound.

Soon his companion came back with the same plastic bucket and funnel, and Qiu Yanqing took Su Yijia into a small courtyard in the black market.

After pouring all the oil into his bucket, Su Yijia said, "I want to go in and buy something. Do I need to pay more?"

This back and forth, even a few minutes, made her feel distressed.

"No, you can buy things inside after you sell them." Qiu Yanqing looked at her searching and laughed.

Su Yijia knew that this kind of person was not simple, so when she heard him, she pretended not to hear him, turned around and left.

Qiu Yanqing suddenly asked: "Where did you get the oil?"

"Secret." Su Yijia refused to answer.

There are a lot of things on the black market that are shady, so it would be unreasonable for him to find out the source.

Looking at the little girl's leaving figure, Qiu Yanqing shook his head.

Su Yijia carried the bamboo basket and found the man who had just sold soybeans again.

Except for Su Yijia who bought his beans, no one asked about them again.

Seeing her squatting back down again, the man's eyes immediately lit up.

"Do you still want to buy it?"

"Well, I want it all." Su Yijia had money in her pocket, so she stopped counter-offering.

The rough parts of the man's hands were a little cracked. It was obvious that he was living a very hard life, and it was not easy to save some beans to sell.

"Nine dollars and 12 cents. I charge you nine dollars and a cent, but I can't give you this sack." The man said quickly.

"Are you selling sacks?" Su Yijia didn't want to take advantage of him.

The man thought for a while and then said: "Fifteen cents."

Su Yijia was so happy that she gave him all the money and then put the remaining 76 kilograms of soybeans into the bamboo basket.

She directly processed thirty kilograms of soybeans, and looked at the ten kilograms of extra oil in the plastic bucket. Her panic about running out of money finally dissipated a little.

She spent three yuan on two pounds of pork ribs and one pound of winter melon on the black market. She planned to go back and give Qin Kaize a supplement.

But after thinking about it, she spent another five yuan to buy the thirty-liter plastic bucket before leaving the black market.

The men under the tree didn't even look at her. To make sure no one was following her, she squatted in the deserted alley for more than ten minutes and then went back around.

"I'll sell another ten pounds of oil."

As soon as Su Yijia opened her mouth, those people were startled.

"Why do you have gas again?" Qiu Yanqing asked curiously.

"There aren't enough plastic buckets to fill them. Once these are sold out, they will be gone temporarily." Su Yijia knew this would attract their attention, but she didn't care.

Anyway, none of them can see the light, so as long as they don't put a sack in a sack and take her away, she has nothing to fear.

And since she has money in her pocket, she will not come to the black market in the next few days.

Even if she wanted to sell something again, she would go to other black markets.

There are three black markets in the Shanghai Stock Exchange, which are three forces. No one is convinced by the other, and they want to annex the other all day long.

After all the things were done, Su Yijia didn't have the intention to wander around, so she hurried to Qin's house.

She told Qin Kaize that she would go shopping for two or three hours, but thinking about what she had just done, it took at least four hours.

No one fed him breakfast. At noon, she was so focused on making money and filing a complaint that she didn't remember to eat.

Later, I didn’t count the time, and it was exceeded all at once.

Now I'm afraid Qin Kaize is so hungry that his chest touches his back.

The more Su Yijia thought about it, the more she felt guilty, and her steps became a little faster.

"Ouch, help me..."

Suddenly a weak cry came into her head.

She subconsciously didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but she stopped when she heard the man howl miserably.

I saw an old woman with gray hair lying on the roadside not far away, looking at her with pleading eyes.

"Little girl, please save me."

Has she met someone with porcelain?

Su Yijia was startled and took two steps back.

I also looked around to find a companion.

But in order to get back quickly, she took a shortcut.

When I go to work, I can't even see a single person on the road except them.

When the old woman saw her like this, her pleading face froze.

Then he seemed to get weaker.

"Little girl, I'm not a bad person. I originally wanted to go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy something, but it turned out that it was too hot today. I should have fainted due to heat stroke. I have no strength in my body now, and it took a lot of time to wait for you. Can you trouble me?

Send me back?

My home is not far away, just two streets over, and it only takes about ten minutes to get there." The old woman looked miserable and begged pitifully.

There should be no such thing as porcelain in this era, right?

Seeing that the old woman's weak expression did not look like she was faking it, Su Yijia finally decided to send the person back.

When he helped the person up, the old woman's whole body weight immediately fell on her.

Although the old man is thin, he is not light at all.

It weighs at least ninety pounds.

Su Yijia helped her walk all the way without seeing any passersby.
Chapter completed!
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