Chapter 64 Black Market - "At the beginning of the 1970s, I made a fortune by buying for zero dollars"
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We have a day off on the second day of National Day.
People in the dormitory started making noise early in the morning, discussing where to go.Liu Weidong wanted to go to the Forbidden City, Chen Zhiyuan wanted to go to the Summer Palace, and Li Jianguo said he didn't want to go anywhere and just wanted to lie down in the dormitory.After arguing for a long time, they were finally divided into two groups. One group went to the Forbidden City and the other to the Summer Palace. No one wanted to stay in the dormitory.
After Wang Jianxin allocated the rest places, he stayed in the dormitory.He sat down at the desk, took out Dr. Luo's manuscript, and continued copying.The paper was yellowed and the edges were frayed. He turned it over carefully for fear of damaging it.The calligraphy is neat, stroke by stroke, and there are red pen annotations in some places. The handwriting is different, some thick and some thin, some neat and some scrawled. At first glance, it can be seen that it was left by several generations.
He has almost finished copying, and he will copy for a while in space every night.Copy it with a pen. The writing is very small but neat.After copying one page, check it against the original to make sure it is correct, and then turn to the next page.
After eating in the cafeteria at noon, I went to the logistics team in the afternoon to collect this month's coupons.They lined up and came one by one. When it was his turn, the staff handed him the envelope. He opened it and looked at it. The money and tickets were there, just like before.
After leaving the logistics team, he turned to the Military Service Club.There were not many people in the service club. The salesperson behind the counter was knitting a sweater. When she saw him coming in, she put down her sewing and asked him what he wanted.
"Get a Pegasus."
The salesperson took out a pack of ten Pegasus cigarettes from under the counter and sealed them with cellophane.Wang Jianxin handed over the cigarette ticket and counted the money. The salesperson took it and pushed the cigarette over.
He had scraped together enough for one pack - he bought five boxes of cigarette tickets last month, and bought five more boxes for this month's cigarettes, which made up just enough for one pack, ready to be taken to his father next time he went home.My father had smoked cigarettes all his life and was reluctant to buy good ones, so he rolled his own dry cigarettes.He smoked the boxes he took back last time very sparingly, and he could smoke one box for several days.
He put the cigarette into his satchel, turned to leave, and found Zhao Zhenguo standing behind him at some point, staring directly at his satchel.
"What are you looking at?" Wang Jianxin asked.
"Captain, that cigarette of yours..." Zhao Zhenguo swallowed.
Wang Jianxin was so stared at that he felt very anxious.Zhao Zhenguo is a long-time smoker. He can't sit still without smoking for a day, and his cigarette tickets have long been used up. In the past two days, he has smoked other people's cigarettes, which made Liu Weidong hide away when he saw him.
"Okay, okay, don't look at it." Wang Jianxin took out the cigarette from his bag, unwrapped the cellophane, opened the cigarette box, and gave two boxes to each smoker.Zhao Zhenguo, Lin Dashan, Guo Dajiang, two boxes each.Liu Weidong doesn't smoke, so he didn't ask for it.
Zhao Zhenguo took the cigarette, his hands were shaking, and he muttered, "Captain, you are really my brother."
Wang Jianxin rewrapped the remaining four boxes and stuffed them back into his satchel.You can bring four boxes to your father when you go home, which will be enough for him to smoke for a while.
That night, Wang Jianxin did not enter the space.
He changed clothes in the space - a gray old Chinese tunic suit, collected from somewhere, the collar was frayed white, the sleeves were a little short, and it was a little tight.He smeared some ash on his face and covered half of his face with a piece of black cloth, leaving only his eyes and forehead exposed.I looked in the mirror and couldn't even recognize my mother.
He inquired about the location of the black market, which was in an alley in the north of the city, not close to the school.After taking the bus for two stops and walking for a quarter of an hour, I found the alley.
The alley is very narrow, there are no street lights, and it is pitch black.He walked dozens of steps inside and saw two people standing at the entrance of a courtyard.The two men were dressed in all black and had big shoulders and round waists. At first glance, they were not good friends.There was no light at the door, but in the moonlight, one could clearly see their faces, one with a scar and the other with a beard.
"What are you doing?" Scarface stopped him.
"Go in and take a look around." Wang Jianxin said.
"Five cents."
Wang Jianxin took out five cents from his pocket and handed it over.Scarface accepted the money, stepped aside, and gestured towards the yard: "Come in, do you understand the rules? Don't make trouble."
Wang Jianxin nodded and entered the yard.
The yard is not big, but it is very lively inside.Several rooms had lights on, and people were coming in and out of the doorways.He opened a door, and inside was a large room with several rows of wooden shelves. On the shelves were various things - cloth, grain, oil, salt, soy and vinegar, tobacco, wine, sugar and tea, enamel basins, thermos bottles, needles, thread, everything.There were a lot of people, some were picking things, some were haggling, their voices were low but buzzing like a swarm of bees.
Wang Jianxin walked around inside.There are many kinds of food, but the meat is still scarce. I only saw a small piece of pork in the corner, wrapped in oil paper, and I don’t know how much it cost.There is no shortage of other things. Cloths come in several colors, grains include rice and white flour, and white sugar and tea are rare on the market.
He looked at it a few times but didn't buy it.He has all these in his space, so there is no need to spend money here.
He walked out of the house, came to the door, and talked to the scar-faced man: "Brother, I want to buy a large amount of Chinese medicine seeds, who should I contact?"
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