It seems that this place has been transformed into a thrift market, the provincial capital is also a thousand-year-old city, there are many good things, a few years ago broken * four * old, many people who can't live a few days will take the old furniture, old porcelain and other things that can't enter the thrift store to sell here, afraid of losing face and not going out of the stall to sell to the old goods tattered, the latter get here to set up a stall. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Therefore, most of the people on this road are selling old furniture and old porcelain from their ancestors, and these vendors are the main vendors.

There was no gold or silver here, because it was all exchanged in the bank, and as for copper and iron, books, calligraphy and paintings, and so on, they all supported the construction of the country.

But there must be antiques in the things that have been handed down from the ancestors! Even if they are not now, antiques can be sold for a high price in a few decades!

Hua Junyao smiled like a fox who was obsessed with money, and these small vendors were full of antiques in front of them. So I found a place where no one was around, and launched a flatbed truck from the space. Then he searched around the sides of the road first, and the pair of fiery eyes swept over to make sure that he knew it in his heart.

I spent money to buy a pair of pastel porcelain jars from the Yongzheng period, and the blue and white porcelain jars of Panzhilian in the Ming Dynasty. I spent two or three yuan to buy a few different teapots, tea bowls, teacups, and plates, and I was concise and to the point when trading, and I tried not to say anything superfluous.

In this way, I went all the way and bought a lot of things in her photo, because of the cart, it was very convenient, and I also bought some old furniture, and the wood was naturally Huanghuali and red sandalwood...... Of course, there are traces of smashing, and the exquisite carvings on it have also been smoothed, but red sandalwood is red sandalwood, which is much neater than the scrap yard that was picked up, and it can be used when you go home and wipe it clean.

It seems that there is no grain trade here, so I found a place where no one was around, and put the flatbed truck and the things I bought into the space at once. Hua Junyao picked the horns and walked away, and with her keen observation, she really found the signs. Although the current management is strict, but there are policies and countermeasures, the new grain has not yet come down, it is the time when the green and yellow are not connected, this black * market can be very lively, but most of them sell grain, railway stations, bridge entrances, inconspicuous alleys, from time to time people talk to each other.

Hua Junyao went to the underground tunnel under the train, and above it was the train that was whistling twice, and the people here under the underpass, whether they bought or sold, were secretive, hurried, and the words were very concise, and they also knew it, so they didn't need to be so verbose.

Hua Junyao clearly saw a middle-aged man in his forties, dressed neatly and neatly, holding a black artificial leather cadre bag in his hand, and at first glance, this was the buyer.

He leaned down and whispered a few words to an old man who was crouching at the base of the wall. After a while, the two men left together, and when the man returned, he hurried away with a cloth bag on his shoulder.

That's the end of the deal.

With her ear, she could still hear other people's conversations: dried sweet potatoes cost five cents a pound, flour a pound a pound, sorghum three cents, too expensive? Don't pull it down......

There is never a shortage of buyers here, an absolute seller's market, and always a fixed price.

Wrapped in a scarf, revealing only a pair of eyes, Hua Junyao first leaned to the old man's side and said, "Fellow, do you have any food?"

The old man looked at Hua Junyao vigilantly, then nodded again, and took out a small handful of things from his arms.

"Six cents a pound. ”

It is jade cocoon noodles, and the grain station supplies a dime and a catty, which is six times more expensive, and it is really profitable.

Knowing the price, it's easy to do, and I have the bottom in my heart and is planning to squat on the wall of the underground tunnel, waiting for the buyer, at this moment, a person ran towards him in a panic, running very fast, as if there was a dog chasing behind him, and before Hua Junyao could reflect, he saw the old man next to him wrapping his clothes and lifting his feet and running.

Hua Junyao stood up and looked over, and the person with red sleeves, with the words "security, picket, inspection, and team" written on it, fried the pot like oil falling into the water, and the hawkers fled in all directions.

"The one with the red sleeves is here, run. ”

Hua Junyao picked up the basket and ran along, thinking that she had run far away from the boundary, but she still hit the muzzle of the gun and was surrounded by three or five people with red sleeves, why was she so unlucky, looking at the old lady behind the three or five people.

Hua Junyao just passed by her door and looked at the old lady basking in the sun at the door of her house, but she didn't expect to be targeted. This is really hitting the hands of the 'Chao * Yang * Masses'.

We really can't underestimate the people of today! All the people are soldiers, and they have a high level of consciousness and vigilance, and they cannot be prevented......

Let's do it!

Hua Junyao was taken to the picketing team, and in the bungalow, there was a portrait of the chairman on the wall, a desk in the middle, and long chairs around it, which were empty.

Hua Junyao sat on the bench, with the basket under her feet, three pheasants and two hares on the table, and the food had already been collected into the space at the moment of running.

Let her sit down, it shouldn't be a big problem!

A middle-aged man in a tawny tunics stood at the desk and looked at Hua Junyao, who was timidly shrunk into a ball, and said solemnly, "You are speculative, do you know?" ”

"Leader, I don't know what speculation is!" Hua Junyao asked tremblingly, with a sense of dirt bun that she had never seen in the world.

"This speculation is to collect at a low price, and to sell at a high price is to speculate!"

When Hua Junyao heard this, she raised her head and glanced at him quickly, then lowered her head again and muttered, "This pheasant and rabbit were caught in a trap dug in the mountains. Raising his head and looking at him with a confused face, he whispered, "It's not a low-price acquisition, how can this be called speculation and speculation!"

"You can eat these wild meats yourself, and if you sell them, it's speculation and speculation!" he said sharply, but his eyes were full of peace, without that kind of contempt or disgust.

"If you can eat it in one meal, you can eat it, but the problem is that the weather is hot, and you can't put it down, so you can exchange it for some money and use it urgently. From the time he entered the house to the present, looking at his expression and listening to his tone, Hua Junyao also dared to fight and said, "You can also take care of this, it's too wide!"

"It's not that we're too wide, it's that it's what it says, and I can't help it. He said and sat down, "If you can't finish eating, you can sell it, sell it to the agricultural product purchasing station, why do you have to sell it on the black market." ”

Hua Junyao pursed her lips and said embarrassedly, "I also know this, but my father is sick, and the price given by the acquisition station is low, let alone seeing a doctor, I can't afford medicine." That's why I ...... Just ......" said and touched his misty eyes. sobbed and said, "They are all born and raised by their parents, if they are sick, they can't think of a way to do it!"

She didn't say nonsense, her father was indeed not in good health, but the body that she had been conditioning for a few months gradually improved.

He looked at Hua Junyao and then at the game on the table, "I didn't expect you to be able to speak at a young age, I think you are quite real." "We're doing this, we can't ignore it." He rubbed his thumb lightly on his index finger and said, "This way, you have to promise that you will not sell it in the black market in the future, and if you have game to sell it at the agricultural products purchasing station, I will let you go." (To be continued.) )