One child, eight treasures, broke the in-laws' family, ten generations of single heirs, and was

The news that the Song family had been robbed and that Song Dongjiang, Yang Damei, and Tang Minmin had disappeared quickly spread throughout the family compound of the pastry factory and even to the entire pastry factory.

Some people feel sympathy and pity, while others have evil intentions and bad plans.

Now there is only a little girl named Song Cenyue left in the Song family, and Song Cenyue has always been weak. Although the Song family was robbed, and money, tickets, and food were all stolen, Song Dongjiang and Yang Damei's jobs are still there, and that is more valuable than money, tickets, and food, especially Song Dongjiang's job.

Song Dongjiang, Yang Damei, and Tang Minmin have disappeared for a week and have not been found yet. There is no news at all. They are probably in bad condition and are no longer alive. Some people have started to coerce Song Dongjiang and Yang Damei's jobs.

Song Cenyue had no idea that she had been busy selling chickens and fish on the black market to make money these days.

The next day after reporting the case, Song Cenyue went to the black market.

The original owner's scumbag father and vicious stepmother never gave her pocket money. Even when a girl had her period every month and needed a menstrual belt, the original owner endured the shame and shamelessly asked them for money to buy the belt, but they refused to give her any.

The original owner had no choice but to deduct a few pounds from his own food rations every month and secretly sell them on the black market for some money, so he was quite familiar with the black market.

Knowing this, Song Cenyue was filled with hatred and kept cursing Song Dongjiang and Yang Damei for being inhumane.

Fortunately, the original owner and her biological mother were on the same grain purchase book. The original owner knew that if she gave the grain purchase book to her scumbag father and vicious stepmother, they might withhold her food after receiving it, or even not give her food.

So no matter how Song Dongjiang and Yang Damei beat and scolded him, he refused to hand over his grain purchase book to them. He insisted on holding the book and going to collect the grain himself.

Otherwise, even if I wanted to take out some food and sell it on the black market to get some money to buy some necessities for girls, I wouldn’t be able to do that.

Based on the original owner's memory, Song Cenyue found the black market in just over ten minutes. The black market was quite close to the family quarters of the pastry factory.

Possessing the memories of the original owner, Song Cenyue knew what the black market was like before even entering it.

The black market is hidden in the back half of a deep alley. There are people guarding the head of the alley and the middle of the alley to prevent anyone from coming to check and discovering the existence of the black market.

As long as there is any situation, they will be notified immediately so that the people in the black market can escape from the end of the alley. At the end of the alley there is a wall, which looks like a dead end, but there is actually another mystery.

The black marketeers had piled some stuff in front of the wall, and there was a door hidden behind those stuffs.

Those who run the black market deliberately open doors in the wall so that when someone comes to check, they can open the door and let those in the black market escape through the door. Moreover, those who come to check will see things piled in front of the door and will not find the door without careful inspection. This is another layer of insurance.

When Song Cenyue was almost at the entrance of the alley where the black market was located, he found a remote and deserted place to enter the space, changed into Song Dongjiang's clothes that he had taken from home, and then put on Song Dongjiang's hat and the original owner's own big white mask, pretending to be a middle-aged man.

Although the black market is under control, there is no need to worry about someone suddenly coming to investigate the black market, rushing in and arresting her, but it is still better to be careful. It is safer to change her clothes and pretend to be a man.

In this way, even if someone comes to check the black market and rushes in and sees her, they will only check the middle-aged man, and she will be absolutely safe.

Song Cenyue used to be a professional killer, and killers need to change their costumes frequently, so Song Cenyue is extremely skilled in changing costumes, and her disguise level is very high. After she changed her costume, she looked in front of the mirror and made two gestures. Judging from her appearance and behavior, she was just a middle-aged uncle.

Song Cenyue was very satisfied. She left the villa and went to the chicken coop. Just as she was about to catch a few big fat chickens, she saw eggs one after another and her eyes lit up.

The chickens in the chicken coop laid eggs!

Great!

In this way, in addition to chickens and fish to sell, I can also sell eggs, which provides me with an extra source of income.

I don’t know how many eggs there are?

Song Cenyue's face was full of anticipation. She entered the chicken coop with great interest to pick up eggs, counting them as she picked them up.

It took more than ten minutes to pick up and count all the eggs. There were a total of 583 eggs, which was quite a lot.

Song Cenyue noticed that eggs are different from chickens. If there is one less chicken, a new chicken will be automatically added to the chicken coop, but eggs will not do that.

If you pick up an egg, the chicken coop will not automatically replenish it with an egg. However, there are so many chickens and they lay eggs every day. Even if there are no automatic replenishments, there will still be a lot of eggs every day.

Look at the eggs she has picked up now, there are more than 500 of them! Song Cenyue smiled happily.

Song Cenyue picked up 156 eggs and put them in a bucket she brought from home. She actually wanted to pick up some more eggs and put them in the bucket and sell more on the black market, but the bucket could only hold 156 eggs.

After packing the eggs, Song Cenyue caught five big fat chickens, tied their feet with thin hemp ropes, and threw them all into the big backpack she brought from home. Originally, she wanted to catch a few more chickens to sell, but although the backpack was big, the chickens were too fat, and only five could fit in.

After the chickens were packed, she let the big fat fish in the fish pond go into the big bucket she had brought from home earlier, and packed a total of ten.

After carrying the chicken on his back and picking up the eggs and fish, Song Cenyue left the space and went to the entrance of the alley where the black market was located.

No one was seen at the entrance of the alley, but Song Cenyue noticed that there was a man near the entrance, who kept looking towards the alley.

According to the original owner's memory, Song Cenyue knew that this person was the one in charge of watching the entrance of the alley in the black market to see if there were any suspicious people entering the alley.

After Song Cenyue knew the other party's identity, she ignored him and went straight into the alley. The man in charge of guarding the entrance of the alley did not come to stop her. From her appearance, it was obvious that she was bringing things to sell on the black market.

After Song Cenyue entered the alley, she found that the alley did not seem wide from the outside. Unexpectedly, it was wider than she had imagined, about three meters wide.

Song Cenyue walked for a while, about a hundred meters, and saw two men wearing baseball caps, sunglasses and masks, guarding both sides of the alley. She immediately knew that she had reached the middle of the alley, and these two were responsible for guarding the real entrance to the black market.

Song Cenyue walked over and one of them reached out to stop her.

"Look at you, are you selling things?"

"Yes, I got some fish, chickens and eggs to sell." Song Cenyue nodded and replied. Her voice didn't sound like that of a young girl at all, but completely that of a middle-aged man.

As a professional killer, she not only has to learn how to dress up, but also how to pretend to be men, women, young and old, including middle-aged men. So without a voice changer, she can pretend to have a voice that sounds like a middle-aged man.

"You're quite skilled. You managed to get so many fish, eggs, and chickens. The chickens must be in the backpack at the back." Another guard came forward and looked at the two buckets in her hands, then glanced at the backpack behind her.

"Haha, it's not bad, I think I have some skills." Song Cenyue deliberately pretended to speak in the tone of a middle-aged man. "Brothers, I heard that you have to pay to sell things in your black market. It's 20 cents, I think. I'll give it to you right away."

According to the original owner's memory, one had to pay to sell things on the black market, two cents, just like when one sells vegetables at a farmer's market in modern times, one has to pay some money to the person in charge of the market.

Those who engage in the black market are taking a huge risk, and they certainly cannot take the risk in vain. If they only let those who sell things in the black market make money while they themselves do not make a penny, they are not living a Lei Feng life.

So she thought it was understandable that the black market people charged two cents.

"Yeah." One of the guards nodded.

"Hey, man, you're going to get rich today. If you sell all those chickens, eggs, and fish, you're going to make dozens of dollars," said another guard, his voice full of envy.

"I hope to earn a few dozen dollars." Song Cenyue laughed twice, put down the bucket of fish, took out two cents from his trouser pocket and handed it to one of the guards.

Knowing that she had to pay a 20-cent "entry fee" to sell things on the black market, she prepared two 1-cent bills early on.

"Come in, I wish you a prosperous business. You will be able to sell all these fish, chickens and eggs quickly once you go in." The person who stretched out his hand to take the money said with a smile.

"Thank you." Song Cenyue raised the corner of his lips, nodded, and entered the black market, thinking that the guard was not bad.

After walking another thirty meters or so, they officially entered the black market. Song Cenyue saw a lot of people. Those selling things were setting up their stalls on both sides of the alley, selling all kinds of things, while those buying things were walking back and forth in the alley, looking at the goods everywhere. If they saw something that interested them or that they wanted to buy, they would stop and ask.

We also saw two people wearing baseball caps, sunglasses and masks moving among the crowd. They were probably responsible for maintaining order in the black market.

This black market seems to be somewhat legitimate.

Thinking of this, Song Cenyue began to look for a place where she could set up a stall to sell goods, but after searching for a long time, she found that there was no vacant space at the end of the alley. She didn't know if she was too late, as she arrived in the afternoon.

"What a plump fish! How much are you selling it for?" Suddenly a strange voice came from the side.

Hearing this, Song Cenyue's eyes flashed with joy. This means that there is business coming to the door.