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Chapter 23 The Black Market

"Sister-in-law, I've heard all about it. Some people just eat and drink and don't want everyone to be happy. Don't take it seriously. I will always stand by your side!"

Chen Lishu smiled at her: "Thank you, little sister."

"Third sister-in-law, you won't stop doing business because of the cost of this thing, right?" Then she won't make any money.

Chen Lishu shook her head: "No, we still have to do the first flower business."

"Really?" Gu Xingping felt relieved when she nodded. Thinking of something, he took off the school bag that he had not put down before opening it, and took out two exercise materials from it.

"Sister-in-law, I borrowed this from my classmate. These are exercises she did before. The answers are already written on them."

Chen Lishu took it over and flipped through a few pages. Gu Xingping's classmate must be a careful person. Not only were the answers written on it, but the steps to solve the problems were also clearly written, making it clear at a glance.

This is really helpful to Chen Lishu now, and she feels like she has found a treasure.

"Thank you, little sister."

"Sister-in-law, why are you being polite to me?" Gu Xingping waved her hand and left with her schoolbag.

While eating, the table felt a little depressed because of what happened before.

After dinner, Chen Lishu got up and went back to the house, took out her accounting book and distributed the money to everyone.

"Five yuan for mom, seven yuan for the elder sister-in-law, six and a half yuan for the second sister-in-law, and four yuan for the younger sister."

Habits are all put together for everyone.

Everyone got the money, and their faces were filled with happy smiles. The atmosphere became much better for a while.

"The third daughter-in-law is very knowledgeable." Gu Shoufu said happily as the children dispersed.

Chen Lishu returned to the room, looked at the several pairs of trousers on the kang, thought about it, put them away, and took them to Zhang Qin's room.

"Sister-in-law, my tailoring skills are not as good as yours. Take a look at some pairs of trousers here and help me alter them. I won't hide it from you. I paid five yuan for these clothes. Please help me alter them and wait until I take them to town.

Sell ​​it, and we'll share the money equally."

Zhang Qin was overjoyed that there was still business. If she disagreed, she took it over without saying a word.

In the next few days, Chen Lishu went to work during the day, and spent her free time changing clothes, reading and studying. She lived a very fulfilling life.

Soon, the intense spring planting was over, and the members rarely had a few days of leisure.

Early that morning, Chen Lishu went to town with her altered clothes.

Selling more than forty pieces of clothing one by one would be a waste of time and could easily get caught. After thinking about it, she decided to try her luck on the black market.

She had always heard of places for private transactions, but she had never been there. First, she was afraid of being caught, and second, she was afraid of meeting someone she knew.

But I heard that there are all kinds of things in that place, which will attract many people who are not short of money to go shopping for things.

After making up her mind, Chen Lishu carried her bag and went to a relatively remote alley in the north of the city.

From a distance, I saw many people sitting or standing in the not-so-wide alley, but they were all relatively quiet. When they saw her coming, everyone looked at her cautiously, and only when they saw the big bag on her back did they suddenly realize that she was a newcomer.

Chen Lishu walked closer and saw some people putting a few vegetable leaves in front of them, some putting a small bowl of rice, and some a few groceries. She felt a little puzzled. It wasn't that she was selling things, but it looked like these people were out for a walk.

Basking in the sun on the street.

"Daughter, are you new here?" asked an old man who had several pieces of broken porcelain in front of him.

Chen Lishu nodded.

The uncle kindly reminded us in a low voice: "In order to avoid being caught, we always pick up some things we want to sell and put them on display. If someone wants to buy something, we can discuss it privately. In this way, we won't be afraid even if the red armband comes over. You are carrying so many things in plain sight.

It’s easy to suffer a loss.”

Chen Lishu suddenly realized that she didn't expect that there were so many ways inside.

Nodding her thanks to the uncle, Chen Lishu carried her bag and found an open space at the end of the street and put her things down. The reason why she chose the end of the street was that although the location was remote, if someone came to arrest her, she would have more things to carry and have time to run away.

As soon as she put down her things, a tall, thin man in his twenties with a long face stood in front of her stall: "Comrade, what are you selling?"

Chen Lishu looked at him warily, then opened the bag to reveal a corner of the clothes inside: "Selling clothes."

Selling clothes? Her voice was not loud, but several people around her heard her. They turned around and all their eyes fell on her.

Chen Lishu felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by so many people. She thought to herself that she was just selling clothes, not cigarettes, so why was she so surprised?

She didn't know that most of the things sold on the black market were things that she had saved or had no use for. It was rare for someone like her to specialize in selling clothes. Fabrics, grains and the like had always been popular in the black market.

Goods in short supply.

"Can I see what the clothes are?"

Only a corner of Chen Lishu was exposed. The young man thought she was selling old clothes, but he still held on to a glimmer of hope.

There was no point in hiding it. Chen Lishu simply pulled out a piece of clothing and showed it to him: "What I sell are the latest styles of clothing from the provincial capital. One piece costs 12 yuan plus an additional foot."

Cloth tickets. It costs ten yuan a piece, plus a half-foot cloth ticket. If you don’t have a cloth ticket, other tickets will be fine, depending on the situation.”

After all, there is a difference between retail and wholesale.

The man's eyes once again fell on the clothes in Chen Lishu's hand. The style and quality were definitely of the highest quality. Such a finished piece of clothing would cost almost fifteen yuan in a department store and the cloth stamps would be indispensable.

"Let's find a place to talk?" the man suggested.

Chen Lishu hesitated.

After all, there are so many pairs of eyes watching this kind of place. If she goes to other places and the other party snatches her things and runs away, then she will lose more than she gains.

She couldn't afford to gamble on such a thing.

The man saw her hesitation, smiled at her, and pointed to a relatively hidden corner not far away: "I just want to see the goods. Comrade, can you look there?"

Chen Lishu visually checked and found that the distance was less than twenty meters, so that she could react to any situation. So she nodded and went with him carrying her bag.

The man first took a look at the goods she brought, and the more he looked at them, the more satisfied he became. There were many small details, such as corsages, floral belts, etc. The combinations were very brilliant, and they were all very eye-catching.

In fact, he didn't know that these were all small designs made by Chen Lishu to cover up the flaws in her clothes.

"I want all these things from you. But I don't have so many cloth tickets with me now. Can you look at the other tickets?"

As he spoke, the man took out a dozen colorful bills from his pocket. In addition to the few feet of cloth bills on the top, there were also food stamps, oil stamps, industrial coupons and the like.

What surprised Chen Lishu the most was that he actually had a sewing ticket.

Even if you have money, you may not be able to buy this thing.

The man saw her eyes falling on the sewing ticket and said with a smile: "Comrade, if you want it, how about I give you a hundred yuan for my sewing ticket?"

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