Promoted to level 5, Yang Ping'an, who had a full backpack, chose to return.

Yang Ping'an, who returned to his physical body, almost stumbled and fell, you must know that Yang Ping'an's physical body stiffened synchronously outside for more than 1 hour, and it was inevitable that he would be uncomfortable when he returned at first glance.

"Ding-dong! Matching the player's body data, synchronously enhanced to the level of the game dungeon, is being strengthened, and the enhancement is expected to be completed in one hour. ”

A tingling and sore feeling washed away every cell of Yang Ping'an, just like being massaged by a technician, it was naturally very comfortable after the soreness, and it made Yang Ping'an feel a hundred times more energetic.

This is the feeling brought about by the strengthening of the system, life is sublimating, cells are demuting, and Yang Ping'an's body feels the joy of evolution everywhere.

In the dead of night, a gust of autumn wind blows, and the night is as cool as water. Yang Ping'an didn't feel a chill at all, and his physical fitness was already so strong.

The cold wind blew Yang Ping'an's spirit, Yang Ping'an saw if he could find another copy in the courtyard, and at this time, he couldn't sleep if he let Yang Ping'an go back to sleep, so it was better to brush the copy to upgrade.

The courtyard was walked around, and no new copies were found. Qin Huairu was already asleep, go back to guard the sleeping beauty, how embarrassing it is to see if you can eat it, Yang Ping'an looked at the meat in the game backpack and thought of going to the Tianqiao black market closest to the courtyard.

Know that this is the middle of ****** time. At this time, the meat supply and marketing cooperatives often cut off the supply, and it is difficult for ordinary people to buy meat.

I can only try my luck on the black market, which has led to the soaring price of meat, and the market price is now 1.5 yuan a pound of pork, which can increase several times in the black market.

Of course, the black market is not absolutely safe, because from time to time there are police sweeps, and if the black market is not swept once, it will be closed for a few days, and then the market will open again.

Yang Ping'an spent 100 gray crystal game coins to manifest the gray rabbit skin Xiang boots, without it, he took a fancy to it with the skill Xiangyue, which was used to rush and escape over the wall, it was fragrant!

The equipment system that appears is very intimate, you can hide or change the current existing style of shoes, Yang Ping'an chose the old Beijing cloth shoes.

put the original cloth shoes on the window of his house, and took off the clothes that Qin Huairu had helped him dry, although it was okay to cover his face if he didn't dry them. Walking to the root of the wall, Yang Ping'an jumped lightly, and came out of the courtyard wall to the alley.

According to his memory, Yang Ping'an rushed to the Shangjing overpass, and when he stood in the distance, he saw the figures in the black market and the occasional flashlight light.

Since he had never traded on the black market, Yang Ping'an decided to find out the current market price before trading.

Formed in the Ming and Qing dynasties, the Shangjing Tianqiao Market, where restaurants, teahouses, snack stalls, and department store stalls flocked to tell stories, sing operas, pull foreign films, and perform tricks.

In the late Qing Dynasty, it was in decline, and in the early years of the Republic of China, due to the relocation of the Changdian temple fair to the intersection of Tianqiao Road, there was a renewed boom in the early days of the establishment of New China, and Tianqiao was still the largest market entertainment center in old Shangjing.

At night, it is also the most lively black market in Shangjing. Yang Ping'an used his shirt to mask his face and entered the flyover black market, where most of them exchanged money for food stamps and food. There are also some rare items with high value such as old objects, gold and silver jewelry, etc.

Some of these high-value items are shoddy, or simply fake. Yang Ping'an has no appraisal talent, and people can't make money outside of his cognition. So Yang Ping'an passed by in a hurry at these stalls.

What can be eaten now is worth a lot of money, especially meat. When the three-year difficult period is over, the price of the food will definitely be greatly reduced, and the prescient Yang Ping'an decided to exchange all the meat for money.

Along the way, I finally found a stall selling chickens, and two roosters were tied to the ground with their legs tied.

The stall owner is a middle-aged man with a wrinkled face, wearing a gray cloth jacket covered with patches, and his face is honest, and he should be dressed like a peasant.

Yang Ping'an stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "This uncle, how much is your rooster?" ”

"This little brother, this chicken is not sold for money, only for food stamps!" The honest man replied.

"But I only have money on me, and I won't bargain if you make a price?"

"Little brother, this really can't be done, I didn't sell it at a decent old class price of 10 yuan just now, and now I can't buy food even if I have money, and I can't open the pot at home, otherwise I would be reluctant to sell the two big roosters!" The man spat bitter water.

"That bothered!"

Yang Ping'an touched a circle of chicken, duck and fish meat in the Tianqiao black market, about 4 yuan a catty, hare meat 3 yuan a catty, pork 10 yuan a catty, at this price people are not willing to sell, only exchange food stamps.

After figuring out the price, Yang Ping'an went out of the overpass black market and found a place where no one was, embodied 10 fresh chickens, carrying 5 in each hand, and came to the door of the overpass.

"Little brother, how do you sell this chicken?"

"10 yuan a piece!"

"Your chicken is not alive, how about 8 yuan cheaper?"

"It's not alive, it's all bought back to eat meat, you care if it's dead or alive, let me tell you that I'm a three-pound fat chicken, I don't like to buy it!"

"I'll take a look at that one, is it fresh or not?"

"It's been a long time since it was slaughtered, how can it not be fresh, give you one to see for yourself!"

Yang Ping'an handed a fresh chicken to the man, and the man was surprised when he took his hand and said, "He! It's full of weight, little brother, you have the weight of at least 3-year-old chickens. Good fellow, bring me two. ”

Everyone saw that Yang Ping'an sold a lot of chicken, the key can be bought with money, and they rushed to buy it, and the chicken in Yang Ping'an's hands was swept away in less than 5 minutes, and Yang Ping'an started with 100 yuan, nearly three months' wages for ordinary workers.

It is easy to make money with scarce resources, and then Yang Ping'an went out and slipped around, changed the direction and walked into the flyover black market from another place, and was still intercepted and snapped up at the entrance.

Several operations in a row, the chicken and gray rabbit meat on the body were sold, starting with 584 yuan, and there was no book to buy and sell.

The remaining black-bone chicken is used to refine black-chicken Baifeng balls, and the 8-kilogram mother-mountain chicken and 100 grams of eggs dare not be sold, which is too rare and easy to attract the attention of others.

Before failing to resist the nuclear bomb, Yang Ping'an said that it was better to keep a low profile! Isn't this just like that, but it still attracts the attention of others. It was the first time that someone had stopped him from buying two chickens.

This person was wrapped in a black cloth on his head, less than 1.7 tall, wearing a gray tweed coat and stopped Yang Ping'an, who was about to go back, and said: "Dude, you are amazing, you can shoot more than 100 catties of meat in one night." ”

Yang Ping'an stopped and glanced at him, and said indifferently: "Why, you have an opinion." ”