Chapter 8 Black Market Trading

"Okay, no problem. Sorry, sir." Wen Xin thanked her and left with her things.

After returning home, I locked the door of my room and went into the space to eat. It's been a long time since she had Malatang. Wen Xin had a delicious meal of Malatang in the fourth floor area.

Wen Jianshe came back very late tonight, maybe he was very happy at Zhang Meili's place.

Wen Xin sat in the room, thinking, you won't be happy for a few more days.

After waking up the next day, Wen Xin went out. When I was approaching the building of the cotton factory, I found a corner with no one around and entered the space to dress up first. I also found a large backpack and covered it with a piece of cloth so that others could not see what was inside.

We went to Sister Mei's house first. Sister Mei was very happy to see her coming, "Oh, Shitou, you've come to see me. Come in, come in."

After entering the room, she stared at Wen Xin excitedly and asked, "What's going on this time?" She became energetic.

Wen Xin replied, "There are rice, white noodles, dried noodles, oil, brown sugar and white sugar, and some pork. I brought a lot this time. If it's not enough, I'll go back and get it again."

Sister Mei was so happy to hear that there were so many good things, "First give me twenty kilograms of white flour and rice, five kilograms of dried noodles, five kilograms of oil, and five kilograms of pork."

"Okay." Wen Xin took things out one by one from the backpack, which was actually the space.

After giving the money, Sister Mei went out to call her old sisters.

Taking advantage of this time, Wen Xin took out some more things from the space.

Six people were called, and they gathered around Wen Xin, talking about what they wanted. After everyone got their things and left with satisfaction, Wen Xin was already thirsty.

Sister Mei was sitting next to her and looked at her like this and said, "Shitou, when will you come next time? Don't worry, there are many people shopping here, and you can eat more if you bring more."

Wen Xin first handed Sister Mei a dollar, "Okay, Sister Mei. I will come back in three days next time. We will still trade with you, I don't worry about you."

"No problem, no problem." Sister Mei smiled from ear to ear while holding a dollar. She paused and asked hesitantly, "Do you have any soap, pillow towels, fabrics, etc.? If so, what will you do next time?" Bring them together."

Wen Xin thought for a while, there were many such things in the space, and nodded in agreement.

Sister Mei happily sent away the stone, touching the dollar in her hand, she almost cried with joy. It's hard to find a job now. She still has to take care of the whole family. It's been a long time since she made any money. Alas.

After leaving the family building, Wen Xin found a corner and changed her clothes again, dressing up as a middle-aged man, but a little short. Forget it, this is not important.

This time she planned to go to the black market next to the hospital to check out the situation. Still carrying a big backpack.

After arriving, I observed it first. The black market here is a little bigger than the one I went to before, and the management seems to be better. As usual, I paid a dime and entered. The place where goods are sold here is a bit more spacious. Both sellers and buyers have their faces covered, and everyone communicates in low voices. After buying something, they leave quickly without lingering.

Wen Xin found an empty seat to put down her things. After waiting for a while, several people came to buy things.

"Brother, what do you have here?" A dark and thin young man came over and asked.

"I have white flour, rice, oil, and pork here." Wen Xin opened a corner of the backpack and said.

"What's the price?"

"Sixty cents of white flour, one piece of rice, two pieces of pork, and one piece of oil," Wen Xin whispered.

"Your price is quite high. If it's cheaper, I'll buy more." The young man counter-offered.

Wen Xin lifted the basket again and said, "These are all good products of good quality. Besides, I don't need tickets, and they're not much more expensive."

"Okay, I'll take whatever you have." The thin black boy saw that it was indeed a good product without any impurities and just wrapped it up.

When Wen Xin heard this, he was a big customer. He calculated the upper limit of the backpack and said, "Give me 146."

The thin, dark young man weighed the various items, then quickly gave the money and carried the items away.

Wen Xin took the money and planned to leave. It would be too conspicuous to sell it again. She carefully came out and didn't find anyone following her. Maybe I'm too careful. With this little stuff, no one should notice me.

How can we discuss business directly with the black market boss? If you can't come directly to the door, then you won't be cheated. This little body can't bear it.

Wen Xin was still worried about how to get in touch with the person in charge, but she didn't expect the opportunity to come so quickly.

The man who bought Wen Xin's basket of things over there walked into a dilapidated small house with his things. He went in, closed the door, and said to the person sitting in the seat, "Boss, these are the goods sold by a middle-aged man on the black market today. I bought them all. The quality of the goods is very good. Take a look."

The man sitting in the seat was tall and tall, with dark skin and a terrible scar on his face, which made people scared just by looking at him.

He looked at the things he bought. They were indeed of high quality. "Do you know who that person is?"

The tall and thin young man replied, "I don't know, he's a new guy who just came today."

The man nodded at the table, "Let's see if you can come tomorrow. If you see someone tomorrow, please come to my place as a guest."

"Yes, boss." After saying that, the tall and thin young man went out.

There are three black markets in this place alone, and each black market is competing for territory. If you have more, I will have less. Whether you can grab this site depends on the quality of your goods. During this period of time, he had not found a good supplier and was anxious, fearing that someone else would beat him to it. With so many people to support, everyone has to support their family.

If this person has the supply, I hope we can cooperate.

Wen Xin went home directly after selling the goods. She was so arrogant that she didn't know that she was being targeted.

After returning home, I put all the money together. Today, the two places sold a total of 251.6 yuan. Adding in the 254.1 earned from selling goods before, there are already 505.7.

The original owner’s mother left 2300 yuan, 1000 yuan as compensation, and 3150 yuan in family savings, totaling 6450 yuan.

In other words, I now have 6955.7. I picked up the 6900 and put it separately, and put the 55.7 in an extra small box for easy shopping.

Wen Xin looked at the money and was ecstatic in her heart. Money, money, money, money can really soothe people's mood. Looking at the money, I no longer feel depressed.

In the next few days, Wenxin plans to go to the scrap station to see if she can find any leaks, or find some valuable furniture or something to put away. Then just continue to sell goods to make money.

I still have to buy supplies for going to the countryside and pack up everything that needs to be done in the house. It’s still quite busy!