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Chapter 579 Black Market

Trust store.

"Comrade, I want these shoes!"

"Comrade, give me three headscarves, red, yellow and green, just these three colors."

"Sweater, I want a sweater!"

"How much are the skates? Twenty-one? Then it's okay."

"Where's the copper pipe? One piece? I want it! I want it!"



Yang Qing, who had almost no money in the department store, started throwing money away when he arrived at the trust store.

There is no other reason, it’s cheap!

Large-toe shoes that are 80% new cost two yuan!

Where can I find this good thing?

And that big sweater only costs three yuan!

I went back and took it apart and knitted it again. My brother and sister are still rich with one piece!

What a bargain!

But it was precisely because it was so cheap that Yang Qing got so excited that he couldn't control it and immediately took out every cent in his pocket.

It feels like I don’t need money...

But even so, he was still reluctant to leave. He carried large and small packages vigorously and walked around the counters, looking at the cheap items and swallowing his saliva.

There are two words written on the face!

want to!

After walking around for a while, Chu Heng and the others finally came to a stop in front of the counter selling watches.

"You're not busy, Sister Zhang."

Chu Heng smiled and said hello to the teller selling goods.

"I just finished my work. Why haven't you been here recently? Several of our older girls and younger wives are talking about you." Sister Zhang stepped forward with a smile, put a small handful of melon seeds on the counter, and invited her generously.

: "Come and try it. My relatives in the countryside brought it to me. It's very fragrant."

"Thank you." Chu Heng, who was now covered in lawsuits, directly ignored the topic of the eldest girl and the young wife. He grabbed some melon seeds and ate a few. He turned to Yang Qing, who was staring at the watch on the counter and drooling, and asked:

"How about I lend you some money and buy a piece?"

"Let me take a look first."

Yang Qing did not refuse first this time. He glanced at one watch after another. After hesitating for a while, he pointed to a Shanghai watch that was 90% new: "Comrade, can you bring this to me?"

What?"

"This?" Sister Zhang glanced at Yang Qing and saw that he was a poor man. She did not despise him because of this. Instead, she took out the watch with great enthusiasm and introduced him: "This watch does not belong to our unit.

Someone put it here for consignment, and it cost me ninety yuan, but it's really worth the price, and it's no different from new."

Yang Qing picked up the watch and looked at it again and again. He liked it so much that for a moment, he really wanted to borrow money from Chu Heng to buy it!

But in the end, he suppressed the desire in his heart and put the watch back.

Because it’s too eye-catching!

The only person in their brigade who has such a thing as a watch is the brigade secretary. He, a young boy, suddenly brought back a watch. How will he explain it then?

If it were something else, he could still use the excuse that it was given to him by a relative, but this was not the case with this watch.

After all, whose relative can be so generous as to give him a watch?!

"Forget it, let's talk about it next time." Yang Qing reluctantly glanced at the Shanghai watch again, then pulled Chu Heng away from the counter.

However, in the following process, Yang Qing always seemed a little distracted. Sometimes he started to lose focus while shopping, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long time.

Yang Qing, who had finally had enough shopping, finally proposed to leave.

Chu Heng glanced at the place where old porcelain was sold. After thinking about it for a while, he gave up the plan and turned around to leave.

"Then let's go."

The two of them went straight out the door. Just when Chu Heng was about to pick up the car, Yang Qing suddenly pulled him, scratched the back of his head with a tangled look on his face, and said hesitantly: "Brother, there is something I want to do."

Please give me some advice."

"What's the matter? Tell me."

Chu Heng turned around in confusion.

Yang Qing came up mysteriously and whispered in his ear: "You said, I buy used goods from our capital city, exchange them for oceans, and then exchange them for money for you, do you think it can be done? But?

This time it can’t be settled in one go. After all, this is a business and it must be settled.”

"You are quite courageous!" Chu Heng raised his eyebrows after hearing this. He looked at the boy with some surprise and said with a smile: "This is considered speculation. Aren't you afraid of being arrested?"

"That's not possible." Yang Qing patted his chest confidently and said, "Many people in our village have gone to the city to exchange for things. Every year, some people go to exchange for the meat distributed by the team for food and clothes.

Everything is fine."

"Can this be the same?" Chu Heng rolled his eyes at him and said funnyly: "I exchange food and clothing for things I don't care about, but your kid went to exchange silver coins, which can be used as money!

"

"If I really encounter someone with evil intentions, I will report you. You will have to be imprisoned for three years at least! I might even shoot you if you don't!"

"This...is so serious!"

Yang Qing was startled, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. At the same time, he was glad that he had discussed it with his elder brother in advance, otherwise, his life would have been ruined!

Immediately, he saw that the boy's eyes were rolling as he slapped his thigh, and excitedly suggested: "Brother! There is a black market in our county, what do you think I should go there? I don't know anyone there.

Whoever buys and leaves immediately after selling, unless he is caught by the red sleeve band, otherwise he will have nowhere to report even if he wants to!"

"black market?"

Chu Heng was surprised to hear this familiar yet unfamiliar term again. He asked doubtfully: "No, do you still have a black market now?"

"Only recently."

Yang Qing quickly explained: "What happened in the last paragraph? It was so messy that no one dared to go there. Recently, we have relaxed a little, and this black market has come out again. A buddy of mine went there a few days ago. I heard that he was shopping.

There are so many people there, as long as you go there with something, you won’t have to worry about selling it!”

"In this case..."

After hearing this, Chu Heng frowned and thought for a while, then said cautiously: "I think it's better for you not to go there recently. It's better to wait and see first. After all, the black market has just opened not long ago, so I don't know if it's sure.

If you really don't control it strictly, you can give it a try. After all, money is not as important as life, right?"

Yang Qing also felt that what he said made sense, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

After all, he is no longer the poor man who couldn't have enough to eat, but a rich man who is about to have a huge sum of several hundred yuan. It's better to be safe in everything!

Thinking of this, Yang Qing's waist gradually straightened a little.

Money makes a hero brave!

After talking about the matter, the two brothers, who were not very peaceful, rolled out the car and left the trust store.

On the way, the two people secretly chatted about their experiences in the ghost market, and suddenly they felt like they had met so late.

Twenty minutes later, they returned to Xiaolihua.

When the third uncle and grandpa saw that this boy had brought so many things, he was so angry that his eyes nearly popped out of his eyes. He slapped him with a few big dicks.

Finally, with the bribe of the copper pipe pot and Chu Heng's persuasion, the old man calmed down, and then the grandfather and grandson hurriedly packed up their things and returned home.


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