After signing up, it's basically okay today, and the two of them have nothing to do in the guest house.

Yao Yiyi is going to go out for a walk, and ask where the black market is by the way, this trip is inevitable.

She lives with Huang Damei, and if she goes out, the two of them will inevitably follow each other together.

"Team leader, I have a distant relative in my city, and I want to go over and see her."

Yao Yiyi felt that although this excuse was clumsy, Huang Damei was always embarrassed to follow her to a relative's house.

This is the only excuse to be able to separate from the group leader.

Sure enough, as soon as she heard this, Huang Damei said.

"Okay, you go to see your relatives, but go early and come back early, it's easy to get lost when it's dark."

Huang Damei was happy when she heard this, and she was still thinking about finding some excuse to go out and go around the black market.

Unexpectedly, Yao Yiyi was going to see her relatives instead, giving her a great opportunity.

How do the two of them know that the two of them have their own ghosts.

Yao Yiyi packed up her things and went out with a cloth bag.

After walking out of the guest house, she was a little hesitant, in such a big city, where did she go to find the black market?

Seriously, she is quite familiar with this city, after all, she has worked here and made a small business.

But that would be a few years later.

In this city more than ten years ago, she had no idea where the black market was.

Turning all the memories out, I probably remember that someone told her back then.

There is one of the largest black markets near the Wuli Bridge.

Now I can only try my luck.

Yao Yiyi inquired about how to go to Wuli Bridge, but she didn't expect that Wuli Bridge was quite far from here.

It's eight stops away by bus.

But she didn't know anything else, so she could only touch it like this.

Of course, when you set off first, go to the toilet cubicle and take out some things from the supermarket first.

Otherwise, it will be too late to prepare.

Yao Yiyi thought about it for a while, she had never been to the black market, and she had heard people say in her previous life that there were many things that could be traded in the black market.

However, most of them are mainly grain, eggs, meat, and fruits.

I heard that the black market in Wuliqiao is not quite the same as the black market in other places, and Wuliqiao will get some special things.

I heard that the black market in Wuliqiao is very large-scale, and there are many people who come and go to trade, and some salesmen from various factories will also come here to sell some private goods, defective products in the factory, or something.

It's basically everything.

Yao Yiyi rummaged through the warehouses of two supermarkets.

There is a lot of grain and oil, but this thing is not easy to carry.

If you walk into the black market with a bag of noodles, it is estimated that everyone will have to pay attention to her.

After thinking about it, some products are still relatively popular in this era.

Some of the in-demand products on the market, such as milk powder and brown sugar, are not something that ordinary people can buy if they want to.

It is supplied by ticket, and most people can't save so many tickets in their hands, and the things they can buy all year round are a few.

However, if a woman gives birth to a child and has no milk, this milk powder is definitely not something that can be bought if she wants to.

It's the same with brown sugar, most of the time you get to the hospital to pretend to be sick, and the doctor can probably prescribe a brown sugar.

With this prescription you can buy brown sugar.

There is also brown sugar in the supply and marketing cooperatives, but that ticket is not enough for a pound a year.

This kind of thing is easy to carry, and the exchange price is relatively reasonable.

Yao Yiyi took out the milk powder from the warehouse, and then wrapped it in kraft paper according to a catty package.

And I wrapped some of the brown sugar in the same way.

Another in-demand commodity is cigarettes.

Women may not have that much demand for cigarettes, but most men in this era are inseparable from cigarettes.

The supply of cigarettes is absolutely tight.

It's a fluffy thing, but it can definitely be bought at a good price.

Her cloth bag was bulging with stuff.

Not only was the bag stuffed, but a batch of things that were not so obvious were prepared in the supermarket.

Cigarettes are really no way.

Unless she goes to sell loose cigarettes.

Yao Yiyi deliberately found some cigarettes produced by Modu and Shangjing.

Local cities like theirs don't know what cigarette factories are out there.

packed up these and took the car directly to Wuli Bridge.

got off the station and asked passers-by about Wuli Bridge, and sure enough, passers-by looked at her with a slightly different look.

But he was kind enough to show her the way.

The Wuli Bridge has to walk along the path to this place, and it takes about half an hour to get there.

Yao Yiyi could meet people on the way to Wuli Bridge, but people were all in twos and threes, their expressions were very vigilant, and when they saw each other, they tacitly avoided their eyes and hurried their own way.

You can see the bridge of the Five Mile Bridge from afar.

Wuli Bridge is really a bridge, and this black market trade is right under the bridge.

The closer I got to the Wuli Bridge, the more people seemed to come and go.

Even Yao Yiyi couldn't help but be vigilant, because the people in the past were dressed up really made people feel a little unbearable.

Men and women wore scarves on their heads, and their faces were covered with masks up and down, wrapped tightly.

It's almost hard to see each other's faces.

Yao Yiyi looked at herself, and this dress was indeed a bit out of the crowd.

After a long groan, he still found a hidden bush and packed himself up.

Bring a scarf, bring a mask, and check it from top to bottom.

There was a person from afar, and I guess I couldn't recognize who she was.

Then he carried his cloth bag and walked directly to the bottom of the Wuli Bridge.

After a little turn, I probably understood the rules of the stall below, people are doing their own thing, many people are holding baskets or carrying bags.

Walking back and forth in a small area, muttering a sentence from time to time.

Probably shouting the name of something in his hand.

There are also some men who mostly have a bag in front of them, the bag is not big, it looks very small, and it contains at most two or three catties of grain.

If someone sees it, the two of them will immediately go to Bi Jing's place to trade.

I think a large amount of grain is hidden somewhere.

Most of the people who buy or sell things don't talk nonsense, go straight to the point, buy and leave, for fear of being chased by ghosts if they stay for a while.

And more people are looking around with vigilant eyes.

Yao Yiyi also followed the example of others, and stood in place with her bag.

"Milk powder, brown sugar, cigarettes!"

I didn't dare to raise my voice, because almost all the people who spoke in this place were whispering, and their voices were very low, as if they were engaged in intelligence activities.

Overall it was relatively quiet.

She was afraid that if her voice was raised, it would attract everyone's side eyes.

Even as soon as she entered the bridge, she couldn't help but be infected and nervous.

Anyway, this is a special experience that I have never experienced in my life.

It's a little bit of a thief's thrill.