As the flow of people out of the platform, Feng Hua went back to the waiting room and went down.

The conductor will not go to work until tomorrow morning, and the bus to Hung Yen League does not know which day it will be. It's not a big city, there are many trains passing by, and Feng Hua estimates that it will be too many to run ordinary cars in seven days.

The Chuncheng Railway Station at midnight is no different from the one in Bencheng, the same scale, the same deserted. Feng Hua estimates that there should be the same black market here.

When it was dark, Feng Hua walked out of the waiting room, came to a no-man's corner, and entered the space.

I changed my clothes first, left my luggage, and walked out of the space with a basket full of rice, and a bag of 5 catties was packed in a pocket.

She didn't choose to sell corn, after all, this is a big city, or the closest big city adjacent to Bincheng, maybe any customer who bought corn at Zhao Yong's will go here on a business trip, or mail the corn to relatives and leaders here or something.

She is planning to walk all over the country, and she can't always see golden corn kernels everywhere, which is too recognizable.

Walking a lot at night, you can always meet ghosts, and if you don't meet someone with great curiosity and idleness, nothing and great energy, you can investigate her.

It's not easy to find her, but she's also afraid of what happens.

So she plans to sell corn far away, and try to sell it in small cities.

As for rice, it is much less dangerous, because she is lazy and does not grind very carefully, saying that it is rice, but in fact it is half rice with chaff.

In this way, the appearance should not immediately make people think that the grain came from the hands of one person. And without stunning appearances, people's curiosity will be much less.

As for why is this rice so delicious? To be honest, the rice at this time is very delicious, basically pollution-free and pollution-free. And the rice with the bran skin, no matter how delicious it is, it will pull the throat, and it is estimated that few people who eat it have the leisure to pursue this problem.

Feng Hua sold rice confidently and boldly.

The black market here is really the same as Ben Cheng, and when it is dark, there are many buyers and sellers in the small alleys in the square outside the train station.

Feng Hua casually found a small alley, walked to the middle and sat down as soon as he put the basket on his back.

The eyes of the people around him gathered all of a sudden, in fact, Feng Hua was glued to his gaze when he first walked into the alley.

She had just changed into a gray tunic, which was made of high-grade cloth bought from Zhao Yong, which was relatively high-grade, coupled with his momentum, he was good at first glance.

It doesn't match his basket temperament.

"Little comrade, what to buy?" The man closest to him immediately came over and asked.

Feng Hua looked up and saw a young man in his early twenties, grinning, his eyes not stopping on her and the back basket she was sitting on.

Although he tried his best to hide it, Feng Hua still saw a trace of gangsterism in him.

It's not surprising, how dare you do this job if you don't have a bit of gangsterism who is not afraid of heaven and earth? Even Zhao Yong pulled down his face, and he also had a fierce look.

There aren't a few fallen masters who aren't like this. Oh, except for Duan Liangyu......

However, this person's eyes made Feng Hua particularly uncomfortable, and there seemed to be other deep meanings in that look.

"What do you sell?" Feng Hua asked, she wanted to inquire about the market here by the way. There is no uniform price on the black market, and the market may be very different in cities so far away.

"Famous cigarettes, famous wine, bicycles, watches, TVs, sewing machines, it depends on what you want, I guarantee that only you can't afford it, and I can't sell things without me." The young man said confidently.

Feng Hua squinted, a big breath. His dress and temperament are not like such a confident person.

"I want to buy rice, how do I sell it?" Feng Hua asked.

The young man grinned and said proudly: "Rice, there is ~50 pounds of rice." ”

Feng Hua also smiled, at this time, there was food when he opened his mouth, and he really had arrogant capital.

"How was the rice harvested?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, and then carefully looked at Feng Hua and her back basket from top to bottom, before saying, "I have to take a look at the goods." ”

Feng Hua took out a small bag from his backpack, which contained one or two taels of rice, and held it in his hand for him to see.

"Shall I taste it?" The young man asked.

It's polite..... But maybe it's the reason why food is too expensive now, a pound of rice is 50 yuan, 1 tael and 5 yuan, and he tastes a small pinch Maybe it's a few cents, and a few cents is also money.

"Whatever you want." Feng Hua said generously.

The young man looked at her again, carefully picked out a few grains of rice without chaff, put them in his mouth and chewed them.

As soon as he chewed it, his eyes lit up, and after that, he kept looking at Feng Hua, chewing while watching. A few grains of rice can be chewed for a minute, and finally smacked his mouth and said: "25 pounds, the same price." ”

Feng Huale: "Do you still have a flat price?" Who is in charge? ”

The young man raised his eyes and gave a thumbs up: "Our boss has set it." ”

It seems that this realm is more chaotic than Bincheng, and there are bosses. Feng Hua said in his heart.

"25 no, you have tasted it too, you know what quality my rice is, this is not ordinary rice, 35, no two prices."

The young man looked at her, thought about it again, and said, "I don't want to say this, I have to ask our boss." ”

Feng Hua handed over the small bag in his hand: "Go, go and ask." ”

The young man was stunned, took the bag, suddenly smiled, and stretched out his hand to give Feng Hua a thumbs up, saying, "Atmosphere!" So how many pounds do you have? ”

"50 pounds." Feng Hua said casually.

......

The young man looked at the basket she was sitting on, and then at the eyes around her: "Will you come with me?" Our boss is in a small restaurant across the square. ”

Feng Hua was stunned, this is really a boss. Now all restaurants are state-run, she used to? Blatantly trading in the national market? The background is hard enough.

Feng Hua got up: "Let's go." ”

"I'll carry it for you!"

Before Feng Hua could bend over and pick up the basket, the young man rushed to say. Feng Hua was stunned for a moment and understood, everyone saw her walking in with the basket on her back, and her relaxed casualness was naturally also seen, these people might think that her basket was empty and planned to collect things.

She just said 50 pounds, and this young man didn't believe it.

Feng Hua smiled: "Okay, you come." ”

The young man walked over and lifted up with a strap on his back, but did not lift it......

He raised his eyes to look at Feng Hua, and tried his best again, but he still didn't move......

The back basket has two straps, thick strips of wide cloth, which are tightly sewn to the back basket.

The young man crouched down with a red face, put both straps on his shoulders, gritted his teeth and stood up. He stood up, but his legs trembled, and he couldn't hold on after taking a few steps forward, and he couldn't put it down when he wanted to, and he felt that he was about to fall down in the basket as soon as he relaxed!

Suddenly, the basket behind him lightened, and he turned his head to look and saw that the boy was dragging the basket with one hand......