Looking at this battle, Aunt Chen understood, this Xie Ren and Xie Zhaodi knew each other, thinking that both of them were surnamed Xie, Aunt Chen couldn't help but squint her eyes, and she asked Xie Ren:

"Do you know her?"

"I know, she is my sister, a poor ghost, she will never afford to eat your food here, Aunt Chen, just ignore her." After speaking, Xie Ren staggered and walked out of the shop.

Seeing Xie Zhaodi sneering, he walked deeper into the alley, looking unwilling to say more to Xie Zhaodi.

In the end, he was beaten twice by Xie Zhaodi, and he didn't dare to face Xie Zhaodi again.

At the end of the alley, there is a black market on the right and a casino on the left.

Seeing that Xie Ren had completely disappeared, Xie Zhaodi turned his attention to Aunt Chen again:

"Thank you so much just now, Aunt Chen."

"Thank you, we can be regarded as business partners, that Xie Ren, he is really your brother?"

"My brother." Xie Zhaodi was helpless, but she had to admit it.

This Aunt Chen didn't understand: "He won't let you go to the toilet, and he doesn't know that you have money, since you are your own brother, why is your relationship so bad?" ”

"It's not just a bad relationship, it's almost like an enemy, my name is Zhao Di, he was recruited, I can't wait to suck blood on me, I don't want him to suck it, he will turn against me." Xie Zhaodi thinks it's better to make this clear.

In case something happens in the future, maybe Aunt Chen will have to help hide it or two.

She just wanted to explain this matter to Aunt Chen, but she didn't expect Aunt Chen's eyes to light up when she heard her words, and a wave of appreciation rose:

"Girl, it's too little to live as sober as you, I'm not as smart as you, and when I live to this age, I know it's too late to resist."

These words reminded Xie Zhaodi of what Aunt Chen had said before, her name is Qiu Lan, and now she has this feeling, presumably she has a bad past.

Xie Zhaodi was very embarrassed in her heart, she was not living soberly, her sobriety was exchanged for a miserable life, and she was far less transparent than Aunt Chen.

She didn't know how to persuade Aunt Chen, and now she couldn't say this kind of thing before she had time to repent, because she also knew what Aunt Chen had suffered and lost, so she had to say:

"It's good to live in the moment."

Fortunately, Aunt Chen was emotional for a while, and she didn't talk to Xie Zhaodi about the past.

She weighed the things in her hand and asked with a smile:

"This bag is flour, right?"

"Yes." Xie Zhaodi took the flour from Aunt Chen.

This time, Aunt Chen called Xie Zhaodi into the small restaurant, took her to the inner room, and after giving Xie Zhaodi the money to buy steamed buns, she asked Xie Zhaodi to follow her to the living room for tea.

When she arrived in the living room, after Aunt Chen made tea for Xie Zhaodi, she sat opposite her, looked at Xie Zhaodi for a while, and then said to her:

"If you keep making this steamed bun for a long time, you need a lot of flour, right?"

Xie Zhaodi: "I always have to buy it." ”

"I often buy it, so how do you solve this food stamp?" Aunt Chen raised her eyebrows and looked at Xie Zhaodi.

Xie Zhaodi doesn't know how to solve this problem at present. "I was thinking about it, and I asked you to buy it."

Aunt Chen smiled and waved her hand:

"If you ask me to buy it, it's also limited, and food stamps aren't easy to get, but I have a place where you can buy flour without spending food stamps, do you want to know?"

"Where?" Xie Zhaodi had actually guessed the place.

Sure enough, when she heard sincerity, she looked at it and said two words: "Black market!" ”

"Black market?" Although she knew what kind of place this was, Xie Zhaodi still had to pretend to hear this place for the first time, and looked at Aunt Chen with a puzzled face.

In this restaurant, Xie Zhaodi can still lie and say that she confided in Xie Ren when she heard her brag.

But in the black market, Xie Zhaodi didn't know if Xie Ren knew about its existence now, so she still pretended that she didn't know.

The opening hours of the black market are unstable, and most of them are open in the middle of the night, and the opening hours are only half an hour at most, and the market will close as soon as the goods are sold out.

Because the black market is engaged in serious speculative trading, generally people who have no background and no relationship will not know about the existence of the black market, after all, even if there is someone behind this thing, they don't dare to be really so blatant.

In later generations, Xie Ren blew the black market to the fullest, but when others asked what the black market had code, Xie Ren couldn't say it at all, so Xie Zhaodi speculated that Xie Ren probably didn't go through the black market.

Ordinary people really don't have the opportunity to get in touch with the black market, and Aunt Chen will talk to Xie Zhaodi about this place, firstly because she sees Xie Zhaodi's eyes, and secondly, because Xie Zhaodi has a similar experience with her.

Coupled with Xie Zhaodi's cooperation with her, Aunt Chen told her about the existence of the black market, and she told Xie Zhaodi:

"The black market is a dark market, the same nature as my little restaurant, but this place is more mysterious than my little restaurant, if I tell you, you must not tell anyone else.

Again, you don't need any tickets for things on the black market, but the things inside are generally 20% more expensive than the normal price, if you can accept it, I'll tell you! ”

"Is it two tiers more expensive?" Money is no longer a problem for Xie Zhaodi now, but she still pretended to hesitate for a moment before she said helplessly:

"It's expensive, I don't have a ticket, I can only take more money."

Hearing Xie Zhaodi's words, Aunt Chen said a word to Xie Zhaodi:

"The old temple of West Thirty Miles, every Friday at one o'clock in the morning."

After finishing speaking, she was afraid that Xie Zhaodi would not understand, so she explained again:

"The front is the address, the back is the time, and every Friday is the date of the fiveth, such as the fifty-fifth day of the first lunar month, and every time there is such a day, the black market will be open.

If you open on time at one o'clock in the morning, you will open for half an hour, and you will not open if you arrive early, and you will not wait for it to be outdated. ”

Xie Zhaodi understood, Xithirty Mile Store was a small village she would pass by on her way home, it turned out that the black market was not in the town at all, and Xie Ren was really bragging.

Thanks to Xie Ren's words, the black market was opposite the casino, which turned out to be her speculation, but fortunately Xie Zhaodi didn't believe it.

can talk about a place like the black market, Xie Zhaodi knows that Aunt Chen not only regards her as a partner, but also treats her as a friend, and she immediately said:

"Thank you Aunt Chen for telling me this, and when I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely repay Aunt Chen for her kindness today."

"What kind of kindness is it talking about, isn't it just a black market, you can buy flour as you wish, and I can also get steamed buns as I wish, isn't it the best of both worlds?" Aunt Chen didn't care.

In fact, Aunt Chen really wanted to ask Xie Zhaodi if she could sell her the recipe for making steamed buns, but she was embarrassed to open this mouth.

A country woman, who doesn't know any words, and her family is extremely patriarchal, except for the skill of making steamed buns, Aunt Chen can't imagine how she can survive.

She actually had the idea of buying her steamed bun recipe, damn it.

Aunt Chen's shop also tried to make her own steamed buns, and the dough was always dead, and she couldn't catch up with the steamed buns from the state-run hotel, and the steamed buns made by Xie Zhaodi were even worse than 108,000 miles.

Although the long-term experiment will definitely make good steamed buns, Aunt Chen is reluctant to waste flour, and later she does not make her own steamed buns and sell them.

If you want to say that Xie Zhaodi's steamed bun is really timely, it is really timely.

That's it, she didn't have the face to say that, although she was a shrewd businessman, she also knew how to leave a way for others to live, so it was good to cooperate with Xie Zhaodi.

"Zhao Di, you can do this steamed bun boldly, I want as much as I want, I don't just sell the restaurant, I can sell it if you can take it."

For Xie Zhaodi, this is good news.

It seems that she has to find a way to earn more hard work and exchange more steamed buns for more money.

After taking the money and knowing the address of the black market, Xie Zhaodi said goodbye to Aunt Chen and left the restaurant.

On the way back, she planned to go to the old temple to feel the way first, and then go home, so as not to look for it again next time she needed it, and her eyes were black.

{System, I think, I can't seem to make any money doing these chores, is there any way to make money quickly?} }

[Report to the host, the more valuable the labor, the higher the value of diligence.] 】

{What kind of labor is worthwhile?} }

[Let's take an analogy with you, it's like teaching in the depth of the city, teaching and educating people, and benefiting the next generation, this value is relatively high, if it is him, teaching for a day, you can get 500 diligence points. 】

{Five hundred........ is that much?} Good guy, she is as busy as a monkey jumping up and down all day, and she can only get a maximum of two hundred diligence points, and she is really more popular than people.

It's just- {I won't do that, so you can't give an example of what I can accomplish?} }

[The host can only work hard at present, and cannot do anything worthwhile.] 】

The words of the system are very official.

Xie Zhaodi can only say that there is nothing wrong with it.

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