Chapter Seventy-Three: The Black Market
She lay in this corner and meditated, and finally decided to go back to Qin Shuangniang and ask her, a local businessman.
Qin Shuangniang changed her clothes and flew up, she moved really fast, and in a morning, she was already changing the last set, which was the best-looking one she bought for the big guy.
After listening to Hua Lingyuan's inquiry, Qin Shuangniang thought about it, but did not tell her how to enter the black market, but asked her to wait for a while, wait for herself to clean up, and take her to the black market in person.
When Hua Lingyuan heard this, her heart suddenly rose in her favorability towards Qin Shuangniang, this is because she is considered to be a strange face to touch like this, even if she has a way, it is difficult to trust, and she has lost her money. So she took it with her, and it was naturally better to have a local acquaintance.
"Thank you, Frost Lady. She thanked her sincerely.
"Thank you, who can't rely on a friend when you're away from home. Qin Shuangniang waved her hand indifferently, then closed the door of the store and took Hua Lingyuan to the door of the snack bar where she had breakfast in the morning.
Hua Lingyuan looked at the familiar boss inside and was speechless for a while. Hey, they really know each other, shouldn't it really be a couple? However, the owner of the snack bar did not lie to her, and indeed the clothes made by the frost lady made her very satisfied.
However, she really guessed wrong, because Qin Shuangniang's tone of greeting the snack bar owner was at most a more familiar person, "Lao Hei, how is business today?"
Lao Hei, the owner of the snack bar, looked up, "Xiao Qin, business has gone." ”
After hearing this, Qin Shuangniang grabbed Hua Lingyuan's sleeve and brought her into the store, and the two stood in front of Lao Hei, and she said again: "The rooster crowed at home this morning." ”
Lao Hei glanced at Hua Lingyuan, "Hey, it's you, little girl, have you bought a satisfactory ready-to-wear?" ”
Then, he replied to Qin Shuangniang, "Of course I screamed, I screamed loudly, I think I was hungry." ”
Hua Lingyuan nodded at Lao Hei, "Thank you, I'm very satisfied." ”
Qin Shuangniang turned her head and smiled at Hua Lingyuan, and said to Lao Hei again: "I have rice at home." ”
Lao Hei replied: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, one, two, six is enough." ”
After speaking, Lao Hei walked to the most corner of the snack bar, and while no one was paying attention, he raised his foot and kicked the wall.
Hua Lingyuan's eyes were like shuttles, and when she saw the brick he kicked in, she was sunk three centimeters inward, and her sensitive ears heard a "click" from behind the wall. Naturally, she could hear this voice clearly, and ordinary mortals couldn't hear it.
Qin Shuangniang saw Lao Hei's action, so she took Hua Lingyuan out of the snack bar, and now the surrounding shops turned around a few times, and finally went around to West Street, and found a small wall crack next to the license plate "Sixteen", and the two walked to the end and pushed gently. Then there was a small door in the wall, exactly the width of the crack in the wall.
Only then did Hua Lingyuan understand why Qin Shuangniang wanted to bring her here, the black market in Jiming Town was really set up and there was no difference between it and the underground spies, a set of code words plus a password and then find the entrance, so that she could enter smoothly. If she guessed correctly, there must be many entrances to the black market, and the numbers are different every day, and tomorrow it may be "two-two-six", "three-two-six" or something, there are no acquaintances, even if you know the spoken language and numbers, you don't know where the entrances of each number are.
The two entered the door and pushed it back into place.
"Don't worry, I'm taking you through the innermost passage, and ordinary guests don't need to be so troublesome. This way, you can meet the little stewards of the black market, and it will be easier to sell things. ”
Qin Shuangniang was afraid that Hua Lingyuan would see this kind of scene for the first time in her life when she saw a well-behaved "little girl", and she was afraid that she would be scared in her heart, so she comforted her.
Hua Lingyuan naturally wouldn't be afraid of mortals, but she wouldn't brush Qin Shuangniang's kindness, she didn't show too much emotion, she just nodded with a sincere smile, moved closer to her, and used body language to show trust.
Seeing her like this, Qin Shuangniang also smiled reassuringly, and walked forward with her under the candlelight in the corner of the wall, and passed a door after a while. Hua Lingyuan was surprised to find that she had arrived in the courtyard of a private house.
It turned out that it was a cleverly designed secret passage connecting West Street and East Street. This courtyard is boxy, there are secret doors on each of the four walls, and since she came out, several more people have entered and exited one after another, and this is where the black market in Jiming Town is located.
Qin Shuangniang covered her mouth with her hand, approached Hua Lingyuan's ear, and whispered to her what she wanted to sell on the black market.
Hua Lingyuan replied: Storing elixir.
Qin Shuangniang was surprised when she heard this, but quickly calmed down. Although I can't guess Hua Lingyuan's identity in my heart, and I don't want to know her identity, but looking at her momentum and extraordinary vision, it's not surprising that she can come up with such a rare thing. The elixir is the elixir taken by the monks and immortals, no wonder she wants to find the black market.
She had a number in her heart, and she also changed her previous idea of going to the little steward she knew to give Hua Lingyuan a good price, but instead took someone to find this acquaintance and the little steward to meet the big steward!
The two left the courtyard and went to the house in front, and Qin Shuangniang took Hua Lingyuan to find a room.
There is a table in the room, slightly placed with some elegant ornaments, pen, ink, paper, inkstone and a bowl of tea on the table. Behind the table sat a middle-aged man.
"Lao Xing, I brought a guest here today, I want to sell some sharp goods, and I bother you to take us to see the big shopkeeper. Qin Shuangniang walked into this room, didn't say hello, and directly let the middle-aged man lead the way.
Lao Xing seemed to be very familiar with Qin Shuangniang, and he didn't say a word after listening to it, just looked at Hua Lingyuan, stood up with a smile, raised his hand to signal the two to follow, and then took them around to find a small courtyard.
This small courtyard is much more exquisite, very similar to the garden architecture in the south of the foodie country, but the small world is pavilions, and there is a small pond, which is very elegant.
Passing through the garden is the hall, and there are still small houses in the hall.
Lao Xing summoned the little servant and asked him to help pass it on, but it didn't take long for Hua Lingyuan to finally meet the big shopkeeper who could buy her things.
It's not what she imagined. She thought that the big shopkeeper of the black market would most likely be fierce or obscene, after all, he was a mixed black, and he would not be a good person. But this big shopkeeper looks more like an old pedant.
I saw that he was wearing a plain coat, walking with a straight back, and three beautiful beards hanging down under his chin, combed neatly. His hair was tightly coiled into a yin and yang bun, fixed with a rattan hairpin, and he walked out of the small side door unhurriedly, and motioned for Lao Xing to take someone into the hall with him, and also instructed the little maid to watch the tea.
Hua Lingyuan was almost confused by the scene in front of her, I really didn't know that this underworld was so particular now.