Zhang Changliang didn't know what to say after hearing Shi Qinghuan's words, but in order to satisfy his curiosity, he took out a pound of food stamps from his pocket and handed it to Shi Qinghuan.

After Shi Qinghuan took the food stamps handed to her by Zhang Changliang, she walked up to Zhang Changliang and whispered to Zhang Changliang: "Black market." ”

"Gone?"

"It's gone."

"You return the food stamps to me, just such a broken news is not worth a pound of food stamps at all."

"I know, so I didn't get back the lost pound of food stamps from you."

"Waiter...... Clear...... Happy. ”

"I'm here."

"Alright, you two don't make a fuss, let's get the things back to the guest house first." Mu Fusheng saw that Shi Qinghuan had provoked Zhang Changliang, and he immediately spoke out to Shi Qinghuan and Zhang Changliang.

Shi Qinghuan said hello continuously after hearing Mu Fusheng's words, and then she walked quickly towards the guest house.

Zhang Changliang saw that Shi Qinghuan was leaving like this, he was even more angry in his heart, just when he wanted to catch up and go to Shi Qinghuan to get back the one-pound food stamp, he saw a two-catty food stamp appear in front of him, and immediately his anger dissipated by more than half.

Then he asked Mu Fusheng, "This is for me?" ”

"What? You don't want it? ”

"Who said that, I want it very much." After Zhang Changliang finished speaking, he took the food stamp from Mu Fusheng's hand.

After Mu Fusheng took the food stamps from Zhang Changliang, he looked at Zhang Changliang with unproductive eyes and said, "You lack this food stamps?" ”

"Of course there is no shortage, but being deceived and I taking the initiative to give it are two different things."

"Well, she's still a child."

After Zhang Changliang heard Mu Fusheng's words, he remembered that Shi Qinghuan was only sixteen years old this year, and he was already in his early twenties, so he really shouldn't worry so much about an underage child.

Thinking of this, the remaining anger in his heart immediately dissipated, and then he stuffed the food stamps in his hand into Mu Fusheng's pocket, and then said to Mu Fusheng: "The food stamps will be returned to you." ”

"No regrets?"

"Of course I don't regret it." After Zhang Changliang finished speaking, he quickly chased after Shi Qinghuan.

When he caught up with Shi Qinghuan, he said to Shi Qinghuan: "I was wrong just now, I shouldn't have bothered with you so much?" ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"It's not interesting, just literally, let's go back to the guest house, or we won't have time to go there in a while."

After Shi Qinghuan heard Zhang Changliang's words, she couldn't think about the implied meaning of what Zhang Changliang said just now, because at this moment her mind was occupied by the words mink coat.

So she quickened her pace and walked towards the guest house.

When she returned to the guest house, she asked Zhang Changliang, who followed her into the house, "Do you know where the black market in Harbin is?" ”

"Of course I know, but Brother Mu definitely won't take you there."

"Why?"

"Because that's too dangerous, it's not for a girl like you."

"You don't count, I'm going to ask myself."

"Brother Mu is back, you ask."

After Shi Qinghuan heard Zhang Changliang's words, he asked Mu Fusheng, who had just walked into the house, "Can I go to the black market?" ”

"You want to go?"

"Hmm."

"Just to buy a mink coat?"

"That's right."

"Then you don't have to go, I'll ask someone to buy it for you."

"Well, what if the person you asked bought the style I don't like? Isn't that a waste of money. ”