59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

It was past 11 o'clock in the evening and the whole family went to bed.

Chen Feng quietly got up and put three wild ducks, twelve wild duck eggs, a bottle of peanut oil, and five pounds of soybeans into his schoolbag. He was going to go to the black market.

Walking on the train today gave him a reminder.

Maybe there are good stuff in the black market. Since I can’t sleep at night, I might as well go out for a walk.

The little girl who gave him the cleverness fell asleep again and ended up sleeping sideways.

Fortunately, now Chen Hao has gone to Chen Jianguo's room, the space is big enough and she can roll around wherever she wants.

Lai Fu heard the sound, raised his head to look at Chen Feng, then lay down again to continue resting.

Chen Feng took out a previously roasted pheasant from the space and placed it at its feet.

He and Chen Li were not at home, so it was obvious that the dog would not be able to eat meat.

Put on the mask, hold the lantern, open the door, go out, and walk into the black market.

It was just as busy inside as before, with people rushing around like ghosts.

Many people were selling migratory birds, there were also quite a few eggs, and there was a long queue at the pork stall.

Chen Feng stood at the back and waited for a few minutes before it was his turn.

After secretly talking with the meat vendor for a long time, Chen Feng finally nodded helplessly.

The price of authentic pork is eight yuan per pound, which is twelve times the market price.

Chen Feng bought ten kilograms at once.

He has money!

"I guess no one wants these bones. I'll give you three wild ducks, and you give me the bones."

Under normal circumstances, no one who comes to the black market to buy meat would be willing to pay high prices for bones.

Exchange more than three kilograms of duck meat for nearly twenty kilograms of pork ribs.

From everyone's perspective, Chen Feng definitely lost.

But from Chen Feng’s perspective, three tired wild ducks are definitely not as delicious as pork ribs.

"Are you sure?" The vendor thought Chen Feng was a little stupid.

"Is it possible? In a word, everyone is still queuing up to buy meat."

The vendor hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement.

There is definitely some meat on the ribs, but compared to the three fat ducks that Chen Feng took out, it is hard to say which side has more meat.

Chen Feng wrapped the pork in oil paper, wrapped the ribs in several more pieces of oil paper, put them in his backpack, and continued to the next store.

In his space there are various animals such as black goats, yellow sheep, hybrid sheep, rabbits, pheasants, wild ducks, egrets, etc., as well as freshwater fish such as carp, crucian carp, grass carp, etc., and marine creatures such as red sea bream, crabs, and conchs.

The two species missing now are pig and cow.

Originally, when he went to his uncle's house, he thought Zhou Jing would raise two boars, so he took the opportunity to "lose" one and raised it in the space.

But people are not as good as heaven.

The old patriarch bought some pig breeds, and several other families also wanted to raise them.

Zhou Jing finally gave in and adopted only one.

"Forget it. Let Xu Damao go ask around sometime to see if there's any family that has the pig breed and is willing to sell it."

"Comrade, do you want to buy something nice for your wife?" A middle-aged man came forward stealthily, hiding the thing in his hand in his sleeve.

The objects flashed in the light of the lantern, and the golden light was very eye-catching.

There are all kinds of people in the black market. Those who actively come forward to sell goods may not necessarily be fake, but they are more likely to be scammers.

Without a fixed booth, it is inconvenient for you to check in person.

"roll!"

"Hey, if you don't want to buy it, then don't buy it. Why are you so arrogant?"

The middle-aged man left cursing.

After walking around and not seeing anything of high value, he decided to go home.

When I turned around, I saw a familiar figure at the exit.

Xu Damao!

Xu Damao also put on a mask. His aura, height, body shape, etc. could not be hidden, and Chen Feng could recognize him at a glance.

He stopped in front of a stall selling smuggled goods and pretended to take a look.

Xu Damao sat down in an open space not far away, took out a piece of cloth, and laid out various small gadgets in his bag.

This guy actually sells antiques!

Chen Feng's face turned dark. He was worried that Xu Damao had swallowed his things.

Curious, I walked over.

Fortunately, Xu Damao did not dare to touch the stock that had been sold to him.

They were all antiques he had never seen before, but none of them were good things. They should have been collected by Xu Damao from the countryside.

"Did I lead this guy astray?"

"Comrade, these are all good things. They are items left by my ancestors. They have been passed down for hundreds of years. Many of them are from the Ming Dynasty. If you want them, I can give them to you at a low price."

Xu Damao immediately asked for a title of Manchu prince for his ancestor in order to increase his chances of sales success.

Chen Feng: “…”

The Qing Dynasty lasted only a little over a hundred years, how many hundreds of years do you have?

He adjusted his voice and asked hoarsely, "How much is this?"

"This is the bowl my great-great-grandfather used. Although it's not from Jingdezhen, it's from the late Ming Dynasty. I only want one!"

Am I showing him a new path?

Chen Feng felt a little strange. Why did Xu Damao think of doing a part-time job?

His salary is not low, so he should have a lot of grey income.

"They are just some small things, not worth much, one or two cents is enough."

Xu Damao lowered his voice and said, "I am an expert, but if you don't want to buy it, please don't block my way to wealth."

"My life is difficult, and I would not sell anything at home unless I had no other choice."

Chen Feng smiled and nodded, as if he believed this guy's lies, then turned around and went home.

He had a feeling that Xu Damao might get into trouble if he played like this.

But the problem is not big.

He bought and sold only worthless gadgets, the total value of which would not exceed 30 yuan.

Even if someone reports it, the most that happens is that you are put in a detention center and asked to write a letter of apology.

Seeing Chen Feng leave, Xu Damao breathed a sigh of relief.

He has been reselling on the black market for a few days. Although he doesn't encounter many customers, he can always make a few dollars whenever he meets one.

The joy of making money makes his life fulfilling.

"This is a teapot used in the palace. You can take it away for just one dollar."

Facing new customers who came over, Xu Damao smiled and actively recommended in a low voice.

Other vendors won’t take the initiative to introduce things. Most of them will just negotiate the price if you like something, and leave if you don’t like it.

Xu Damao's proactive "introduction" sales behavior really earned him a lot of money.

When Chen Feng arrived at Compound No. 95, he quietly entered the compound and used the space to take away all the items in the three boxes placed in Xu Damao's house.

According to the agreement, he deposited these things at Xu's house.

As for whether Xu Damao would be frightened when he came back and found the box locked intact but the things were missing, that was none of Chen Feng's business.

With Xu Damao's personality, he would definitely not be scared by such a "little thing".

When he got home, he put the pork and ribs in the cupboard, and took out half a yellow sheep, more than ten pounds of tomatoes, more than eight pounds of loquats, a dozen potatoes, a bag of rice, a small bag of wheat flour, etc.

Go back to bed and cover your little sister with a quilt.

Lai Fu had already finished eating the roast chicken, not even a bone was left. After drinking the well water given by Chen Feng every day, its bite force had become terrifying.