After taking the space and shopping mall to wear books, I was ruined

Shen Changqing ran to the mall to change his clothes. He also darkened his skin a few shades, drew thick eyebrows, and wore a hair condom to press his hair tightly. Then he put on a hat and looked in the mirror. Very satisfied with my makeup skills.

What appeared in the mirror was a man's face with thick eyebrows and big eyes, which even his own mother might not recognize.

Shen Changqing thought that it would be too inefficient if he took the items himself and then sold them on the black market. It would be better to find some fringe people who wandered the black market trying to make money.

That's right, development is offline.

But then she thought about it, what she wanted to sell this time was a large item such as a sewing machine and bicycle, which was inconvenient to carry around. What should she do? Shen Changqing was in trouble.

Don't worry about so much for now, anyway, today I'm just exploring the road.

Shen Changqing walked into the drugstore in the shopping mall and found a medium-sized ginseng. The year was about seventy years old. He wrapped it in red cloth and put it in his pocket.

After leaving the mall, Shen Changqing entered the black market in the alley behind the hospital.

There were still two people guarding them, and they were talking quietly. Shen Changqing walked forward calmly.

When the two gatekeepers saw someone coming, they immediately stopped talking and asked, "Buy or sell?"

Shen Changqing thought for a while and said, "Sell."

"It's two cents to buy and fifty cents to sell."

This is an entry fee for selling goods, and it is also set up to prevent some people from sneaking in. As long as those who buy things carry their things out, they will get a dime back.

The fat man guarding the door looked Shen Changqing up and down, and saw that this thin boy didn't have anything in his hand, and he said he was selling it?

I'm afraid you're not here to stay!

"What are you selling?" the fat man asked warily.

Shen Changqing touched his pocket and said calmly: "I dug some gadgets in the mountains to try my luck."

The fat man noticed Shen Changqing's movements and felt relieved.

Digged from the mountains? I'm afraid it's not ginseng, right?

"Is it something with long legs?"

Something with long legs? Shen Changqing thinks this description is very good. When digging ginseng, you have to tie a red rope, and you have to dig quietly. It is said that if the ginseng is disturbed, this thing will run away.

Shen Changqing nodded.

"Oh, if you are really sleepy, someone will come and give you a pillow. Little brother, you come with me."

This made him extremely excited and gave him an opportunity to make a meritorious deed.

Two days ago, Lord Jin made it clear that if the people below come across a ginseng seller, they should be led to him.

I heard that a big shot from above wanted it, and it was quite urgent.

The fat man told his companions a few words before leading Shen Changqing to the backyard.

Shen Changqing took two steps back warily.

The fat man slapped his forehead. Oops, he forgot to tell this little brother, couldn't he be shocked?

"Little brother, don't be afraid. I was so excited when I heard you selling this thing. Our boss just wants this thing." I'll take you to see him right now. "

Shen Changqing felt relieved now, but still remained vigilant.

After all, this is a black market. If she encounters a gangster, she still has room to hide.

When he entered the house and met Mr. Jin, he straight to the point stated his purpose.

Mr. Jin is sitting at the top. He is slightly chubby and in his early thirties. He is wearing a dark blue printed suit with a collar and holding a large pipe in his hand.

The clothes he was wearing were a little inconsistent with the pipe in his hand. When he saw someone coming in, he smoked the pipe without haste.

The fat man led Shen Changqing in, and Lord Jin finally breathed out his cigarette, without looking up, and spoke slowly.

"Where's the stuff?"

The fat man quickly stepped forward and said something in Master Jin's ear. Immediately afterwards, the man known as Master Jin looked at Shen Changqing and nodded.

So, the fat man said: "Little brother, our boss needs this thing now, but we must also check the quality. If it is good, the price will not be a loss for you."

Shen Changqing took out the wrapped ginseng from his pocket and handed it to the fat man.

The fat man carefully held the red cloth bag, opened it, and handed it to Lord Jin.

Jin Ye's eyes lit up, he took the intact ginseng wrapped in red cloth, laughed twice, thinking, this time, this big shot will have to give himself a credit.

Then he said to the fat man: "Fat man, go get money from this little brother."

Then he smiled at Shen Changqing and showed what he thought was a kind smile: "Little brother, to tell you the truth, this thing is of great use to me. You have done me a favor, and I won't cheat you. You... Although the stuff is good, most people can’t afford it. I’ll give you 900 yuan, what do you think?”

It has been recorded in ancient books that ginseng is the first in nourishing qi, and Panax notoginseng is the first in nourishing blood. They have the same taste but different effects, so they are called ginseng and Panax notoginseng, and they are the most precious among traditional Chinese medicines.

Although the ginseng brought by Shen Changqing has all the roots and tails, it is only seventy years old, so the price is quite appropriate.

"Okay." This was the valuation in Shen Changqing's mind, so he nodded in agreement upon hearing the price.

The fat man took back the money and handed it to Shen Changqing. Shen Changqing took the money and put it directly into his pocket.

Lord Jin raised his eyebrows, but felt very comfortable.

"Little brother, don't you count?"

"No need, I can trust Lord Jin." If you want to covet this ginseng, you don't have to go to such trouble.

Everyone here belongs to him, but Shen Changqing only has himself.

Mr. Jin likes to hear this. It is an affirmation of his character. Although it is the first time to meet him, this little brother is very suitable to him and has a good taste.

In their line of work, it's normal to take advantage of others.

But he, Lord Jin, can remain standing because of his character and ability, not greed.

Some money can be earned with peace of mind, but some money cannot be touched.

Seeing that Shen Changqing had accepted the money but hadn't asked to leave yet, Jin Ye couldn't help but wonder.

Shen Changqing thought about the purpose of his trip, pondered for a moment, and then slowly said: "Master Jin, I wonder if you will accept sewing machines and radios here?"

As soon as Mr. Jin heard this, he sat up straight and said seriously: "Can you get a sewing machine and a radio?"

Shen Changqing nodded.

Mr. Jin slapped the table and laughed. He just said, this little brother is right in his eyes.

Realizing that he had behaved inappropriately, Mr. Jin coughed twice and sat down: "How much do you have?"

“About twenty sewing machines, fifty radios, and bicycles.”

These figures that Shen Changqing said made both Jin Ye and his younger brother take a breath of cold air. Good guys, this is a big shot.

Such an old thing can be obtained easily, how can it be an ordinary person?

Mr. Jin also had a serious look on his face and relaxed his mood slightly.

"Little brother, when can you deliver these things?"

"In an hour, my people will put the goods in the woods to the west of the town gate."

Shen Changqing pretended that he was not alone and casually revealed that there was someone waiting outside.

Lord Jin showed a genuine expression, and he knew that if this person could get so many things, he definitely couldn't be alone.

Without him, just transporting it here from other places is not something that one person can accomplish.

"Okay, little brother, please be happy. Mr. Jin, I am not a pushy person. The market price of a Shanghai brand radio is only about 150 yuan. The market price of a sewing machine is yuan. You need a ticket. The same goes for a Phoenix brand bicycle. yuan." You have to ask for a ticket."

Lord Jin paused for a moment, then saw that Shen Changqing's expression was expressionless, and then said, "Of course, little brother, I still trust you. How about I give you ten yuan more for each item according to the market price?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Jin, this batch of goods of mine is definitely the best in terms of quality and appearance. If you get it, you will definitely make a profit without losing anything." Shen Changqing, the old man, is here to ensure a stable batch.

Jin Ye has been around the world for so many years, so how could he not understand what Shen Changqing meant? He thought to himself that this guy might not be satisfied with the price.

Thinking of recovering this price, the sewing machine can add another fifty or sixty yuan to its own territory, and this has to be without tickets.

As for the bicycle, if you want a ticket, you can only add twenty yuan at most. If you don't need a ticket, you can get a higher price.

Radios are also about the same price.

After thinking about it, this is also a good opportunity. After all, this batch of goods is large, and I can make a small profit. Besides, this little brother is also a capable person. If he can make friends, he can also get a share of any good things in the future. soup.

Then he said again: "Little brother, I will treat you as my friend. How about I give you thirty yuan for each item?" Jin Ye quoted another price and asked tentatively.