Chapter 21: The Black Market

There was no cheering.

There is no celebration either!

No one even bothered him.

Zhang Yang felt very desperate, the world was hot and cold, these teachers and classmates were all people with feelings.

Even Zhao Jun, the client, doesn't care about himself!

It's mainly this wave of classmates.... The quality is too low!

Very unpleasant!

I wanted to pretend to be forced, but it turned out to be like a punch on cotton, and the feeling of powerlessness made people frustrated.

Back to the classroom.

Qin Hu didn't ask the reception question again, and of course no one asked again.

After explaining the next review matters, Qin Hu walked out of the classroom.

At present, all courses have been completed as early as the last semester, and now the main focus is on revision.

In fact, the so-called review has reached the current stage, which is mainly based on students' self-study.

Teachers will also often take some test papers to find out, and then target tutoring according to the specific situation of the students.

Of course, this is only for ordinary students, in fact, it is not for students like Zhang Yang who are expected to be admitted to Wuhan University.

They tend to have comparatively greater freedom to travel to the training room on their own.

As soon as Qin Hu left, several people in the class ran out.

These students were originally hopeless in being admitted to Wuhan University, but Qin Hu said that he would expand the enrollment of these guys this year.

Who can be admitted to Wuhan University, why is he still sitting in the classroom and taking liberal arts?

Zhang Yang also wanted to go out, but was left behind by Zeng Fanbiao.

"Yangzi, you kid is hiding deeply!" Zeng Fanbiao's face was a little complicated, and he pulled Zhang Yang to the corridor and said with some emotion: "I originally thought that you just had the hope of being admitted to Wuhan University, but I didn't expect that you would have already dumped us far away." ”

As he spoke, he smiled bitterly again, and he felt a little inexplicable in his heart when he saw Zhang Yang.

Although the two have a good relationship.

But whether it is Zhang Yang or Zeng Fanbiao, they all know very well that one goes to Wuhan University and the other studies liberal arts, although they are both universities, their lives are completely different.

And as time goes by, the gap grows.

Now the two can still communicate on an equal footing, and they can still be called brothers, but what about in the future?

You may not even be able to talk to each other.

After all, the circles are different, and the people and things they come into contact with are also different, so naturally there is no common language.

Even if Zhang Yang is not the kind of person who looks down on people, but he can't talk together, how can he communicate?

Zhang Yang originally wanted to comfort him.

However, when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them at all.

"Don't comfort me, these things are like mirrors in my heart. In fact, I blame myself, gluttony, playfulness, and timidity, sometimes I hate myself for what I did at the time! But I can't help it, now my biggest goal is to take three books, as long as I don't go back to eat and wait for death. The main reason for calling you out this time is to ask if you want the Qi and Blood Pill. If you need it, I can get you two!"

"Qi and Blood Pill?" Zhang Yang's eyes straightened.

Zeng Fanbiao, this guy can actually get the Qi and Blood Pill.

"Of course, but it's only the first grade, and I can't get the second grade, and even if I get it, you won't be able to use it. Zeng Fanbiao smiled and explained: "Actually, I didn't do it, it was my father." Recently, he came across a gang of pill dealers who had just gotten the door. However, when he first came into contact, people didn't trust him much, at most two at a time, and if there were more, it wouldn't work. ”

The so-called pill dealers are naturally the black market.

It's just that Zhang Yang never dreamed that Zeng Fanbiao and his father would actually enter this circle.

If you rely on this elixir in the morning, maybe this guy can also be admitted to a martial arts university.

It's a little late now.

Zhang Yang was a little entangled with Zeng Fanbiao, but this was also something that could not be helped.

"If you want it, just say something, if you don't want me, I'll find someone else!

The first thing he thought about selling to himself when he got the Qi Blood Pill also showed that Zeng Fanbiao regarded himself as a buddy.

After all, there is no pill to sell outside.

Even if there were, it would have been out of stock for a long time.

Especially on the eve of the college entrance examination, the effect of the pill is infinitely magnified, as long as there is an elixir, even if the price is several times higher, it can be sold.

Just like Ren Lina and Zhao Jun, who are not bad at money, money is almost non-existent for them.

Tens of thousands of Huaxia coins can be exchanged for 1 unit of qi and blood boost, and they are absolutely willing.

Of course, selling the pill to Zhang Yang also costs money.

But Zhang Yang was a little moved by this intention.

But he didn't need it at all.

Since he had the game in his head, did he still need the elixir?

What he lacks is not the elixir at all, but the money!

Now VIP2 has brought him so many benefits, but what about VIP3?

I'm afraid more poses... No, the function, waiting for him to unlock it.

However, Zhang Yang secretly fell into his heart, it seems that his father Zhang Tie can buy a first-grade Qi and Blood Pill at a flat price every month, can it be sold at a high price by Zeng Fanbiao?

If that's the case, one in and one out, wouldn't you be able to make a lot of money?

In Zhang Yang's view, since it is a black market, it must be much more expensive than parity, not to mention twice the price, there is double it.

The purchase price of a pill is 30,000, and if it is sold for 60,000, it will directly earn 30,000 yuan for nothing, and this kind of good thing must be done.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang hurriedly asked: "How much is one?" We are brothers, don't cheat me!"

"80,000 pieces!" Zeng Fanbiao glanced at Zhang Yang, and said angrily: "My dad takes the goods at this price, and he doesn't earn you a penny at all!"

"Really?" Zhang Yang was a little incredulous.

This price is really, too expensive, unless it is a wealthy family, the average family really can't afford it.

"It's more real than pearls!" Zeng Fanbiao was a little helpless, he really didn't make a penny, just 10,000 yuan.

Earn so much, compared to other black marketeers, I have a lot more conscience!

Besides, this price is Zhang Yang, if it is replaced by Zhao Jun, he can directly shout the price of 10W, do you want to love it!

"Then I'll sell you a few, and if you sell someone else, maybe you can make some money!

Zhang Yang smiled, since you don't make buddy's money, buddy gives you the opportunity to earn other people's money, okay?

Suddenly.

Zeng Fanbiao was dumbfounded.

It's going to bleed on its own!

Zeng Fanbiao hurriedly said: "Of course, this will do, but the price is a little higher." I know that your dad is now the deputy captain of the criminal police team, and he has a quota of a first-grade qi and blood pill a month, and you sell me 6W to earn 30,000 yuan for nothing, so you can't keep your buddy busy for a while, right?"

6W one, this price is already very good.

At the beginning, Zhang Yang sold it to Ren Lina for only 50,000 pieces.

But that can't be helped.

Zhang Yang had no way at all, so he had to sell 5W as a last resort.

Thinking about it now, Zhang Yang's heart is dripping blood.

He sold four of them, and he made a whole little money of 40,000 yuan, which is all money!