Chapter 20 Ghost Market Trading

After some tenderness.

Yu Li leaned on Yan Jiecheng and asked.

"When are we going to move out?"

Yan Jiecheng was puzzled.

"You live here well, why are you moving out?"

"Bah! What's good about that? I've never heard of a son and daughter-in-law living with their elders and having to pay rent."

"Yan Jiecheng, our family is the only one like this in this city, right?"

Every time this was mentioned, Yan Jiecheng was speechless.

indeed.

What his father Yan Bugui did in this matter was really ruthless.

After Yu Li and Yan Jiecheng got married, they lived in a room next to the main house.

Before getting married, I made some special modifications and opened another door in the room facing the yard.

Block the door between the house and the main house.

This became an independent house.

Although it is not big, it has everything.

In this era, there were no commercial buildings, so every household lived in a very close proximity.

There's really nothing much to say about this.

The most absurd thing is that Yan Bugui asked the young couple to pay him rent every month.

Yan Jiecheng felt ashamed about this and did not let Yu Li speak out.

"I have to pay rent anyway, so I might as well rent someone else's yard."

"I think Jiang Bo's family's double room is bigger than ours."

Yan Jiecheng disagreed.

"What are you talking about?"

"It would be so strange if you didn't live with your elders after getting married and rented a house instead."

"Others should not gossip."

Yu Li pouted in dissatisfaction.

"Just go ahead. Our dad doesn't mind it being shabby, so why should we be afraid?"

"Besides, it doesn't matter who you rent from."

"My father didn't ask for less rent for us."

Yan Jiecheng knew he was in the wrong, so he could only speak up.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore."

"sleep!"

Jiang Bo walked out of the hospital and arrived at the "Ghost Market" in less than half an hour.

When he arrived, many people had already packed up and left.

There weren't many people on the street.

When they were almost there, Jiang Bo had already caught a rabbit from the system space and put it into a sack.

Then he covered his head and face with a torn towel, leaving only his eyes exposed.

after all.

On the surface, the transactions here are still a bit "borderline".

The less people know about it, the better.

There were people on guard at the entrance of the alley, strolling around in groups of three or four.

Seeing Jiang Bo coming over, he looked at him warily and saw that he was holding a torn sack in his hand, and something was moving inside.

I knew he was here to do business.

Jiang Bo entered smoothly.

soon.

It attracted a lot of people's attention.

Because of what was in his sack, of course.

Move around.

It's obviously meat, and it's still alive.

after all.

In the current "ghost market".

Food is more important than anything else.

Meat is the most sought-after item, especially live animals.

Along the way, many people looked at the sack in Jiang Bo's hand.

However, Jiang Bo was not worried.

Every road has its own rules.

Anyone who dares to rob openly here will never be able to enter this "ghost market" again.

There are not only retail investors here, but more people who are grouped together.

They collected things from the commune and traded them in the city.

Each gang has its own area.

There are many tricks involved.

But there is one thing.

No one wants trouble to happen in this "ghost market".

After a round, Jiang Bo saw a very interesting stall.

The stall looked small and even a little shabby. It was just a piece of rag spread on the ground with a piece of paper cut into the shape of a long pole on top.

If you look closely, you can see that it is the outline of a shotgun.

and.

There was no one in front of the stall.

However, after Jiang Bo stood in front of the stall for a while, a figure emerged from the darkness.

He stepped forward and said to Jiang Bo in a low voice:

"Dude, are you interested in this stuff?"

Jiang Bo took a look and saw that it was a tall and thin man.

Just like himself, he had a towel wrapped around his head and face, and wore a tattered felt hat.

Cover it more tightly.

I couldn't see his face clearly, but from his voice, I could tell he was not very old, probably around 30 years old.

Behind him, in the darkness where he had emerged, there was a man standing quietly.

He was looking at Jiang Bo with a vigilant look.

Jiang Bo knew that these two people were veterans of the "Ghost Market".

Apart from anything else, you can see that they don't put the real objects out directly, but cut them into samples and put them on the stalls.

First of all, it is easy to pack up.

If the street sweepers came, the sentry would shout at the entrance of the alley, and these people would roll up their rags and run away.

Even if unfortunately you get caught.

A piece of rag, a piece of paper.

You can't say that I'm breaking the law by bringing these things, right?

Although everyone knows what is going on, we cannot just arrest them for doing this.

Jiang Bo looked at the tall and thin man for a few seconds, then said:

"I don't want this one, do you have anything else?"

The tall and thin man said:

"Are you afraid of buying a dud?"

"Don't worry, bro. The quality of the goods here is guaranteed."

"You can use this thing to shoot sparrows. There is nothing better than this!"

"Nowadays, sparrows are so frightened by people that you can't hit them with a slingshot. This is what you need!"

Jiang Bo shook his head.

In the first two years, the government called on people to eliminate the four pests. At that time, men, women, young and old, whether workers, farmers, cadres or students, all worked together to participate in this large-scale movement.

There are even "sparrow breaks" for students, designed to give them the time and opportunity to participate.

Especially in the past two years, which happened to be a difficult period, even if the country did not call for it, people would rush to catch rats and sparrows, after all, they could still fill their stomachs.

However, everyone knows what happened later.

There are fewer and fewer sparrows, the ecological balance is out of balance, and farmland is also seriously affected by insect pests.

Soon, the government will issue a document redefining the four pests as "rats, bedbugs, flies and mosquitoes."

Of course, this is only part of the reason.

More importantly, the guns circulating on the black market are often not very safe.

He had heard of many examples, including those of bullets bouncing back or gun barrels exploding due to blocked trajectory, damp gunpowder, etc.

If this happens, losing an eye would be the least of the problems.

There's no need to take that risk.

"I want a hunting knife, do you have one?"

The tall and thin man nodded.

Jiang Bo said, "I want to take a look at the goods first."

The tall and thin man said to Jiang Bo, "Wait a moment."