After the marriage, the charming educated youth is eye-catching

Zhong Xuexi took a long time to come down from upstairs. When Li Guixiang learned that she was going to Zhao's house for dinner, she asked her to carry the bags.

The marriage between the two is a foregone conclusion. Zhao Huaian has given a lot of things to the Zhong family, and they can't always take advantage of them.

Li Guixiang still has her own principles on this point.

Zhong Heyang went back to the army early in the morning to deal with some things, so he was not at home.

In the afternoon, Lin Ziqiu was waiting for news from Tian Xiaofeng at home. Ruan Qing accompanied her to read comic books. "You know what, I never read this kind of book when I was a kid. I thought it was only for elementary school students. I didn't expect it to be quite interesting."

Lin Ziqiu had something on his mind and ignored her.

Zhong Zhiyang is now like a time bomb, but if we go directly to the black market to catch him, it will definitely attract a lot of attention. It will not be good for the Zhong family if the fuss is too big.

"What's wrong with you? You seemed distracted during lunch."

Ruan Qing also noticed it, "You didn't ask Tian Xiaofeng to do something bad, did you?"

Lin Ziqiu said without hesitation: "I asked him to follow Zhong Zhiyang, but he found out that Zhong Zhiyang went to the black market."

"Oh my god! Is he so brave? No wonder he looks down on the job you found for him. It turns out he just wants to make a lot of money!" Ruan Qing couldn't help but exclaim in amazement. Neither she nor the original owner had any knowledge of places like the black market.

"Then you're still sitting there? Why don't you go and get him back?!"

Lin Ziqiu shook his head. "If he's determined to make money on the black market, we can catch him once, but he'll secretly do it a second time. But we can't have someone watching him all day long. It's unrealistic."

"If he doesn't wake up, there's no point in arresting him."

Ruan Qing nodded. "What you said is indeed a difficult problem. So what are you going to do?"

"I'm waiting for news from Xiaofeng."

Lin Ziqiu stood up and walked out to the balcony with a uneasiness in his heart, his eyes tinged with anxiety. "I hope Xiaofeng can bring back some useful information."

Zhong Zhiyang took out all the savings his grandmother had given him from his pocket and said, "This is all I have. How much can I buy with it?"

Wang Maer's half-closed eyes suddenly opened, a gleam of greed flashed across his eyes, "This money you have is barely enough to get started, you can try to sell some goods first."

Zhong Zhiyang's face lit up with joy, and he quickly handed him the money. "Brother Ma, please help me pick out some good ones. I'll treat you to a meal when I make some money!"

Wang Maer couldn't wait to stuff the money into his pocket, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Okay, okay, given our relationship, I will definitely help you make a lot of money together, wait, I'll go move the goods for you now."

"Let me go with you!" Zhong Zhiyang offered.

"No, no, there are other people's goods inside, I can go by myself."

As he spoke, Wang Maer took out the key and opened the door to the inner room, saying, "Wait for me outside. I'll come out as soon as I get it."

Zhong Zhiyang didn't think much about it. After all, he had just entered the industry. It was difficult for him to force himself to follow in on such a cautious matter as obtaining goods. Anyway, it was always right to listen to Wang Maer in everything.

In the inner room, there were two other men besides Wang Maer.

"This kid is such an idiot, just like when he was a kid." Wang Maer took out the money he had just taken from Zhong Zhiyang from his pocket, kept a few bills for himself, and gave the rest to the person opposite.

"The Zhong family has plenty of money, this little money is nothing."

The man who spoke was a bearded man in his fifties, with a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth. He showed a row of yellow teeth as he spoke. "Go get him some rubbish."

Wang Maer gave a wicked smile and said, "That's what I thought."

Zhong Zhiyang waited outside for a while. When he saw Wang Mayer coming out with a pile of cloth, he hurried forward to help, "I'll do it, I'll do it!"

Wang Maer gave him all the goods and said, "Here are the goods worth thirty yuan. The rest of the money is a deposit. When you buy goods worth five hundred yuan from us, we will refund you in one lump sum."

Zhong Zhiyang was stunned. "There's also a deposit? Brother Ma, you didn't tell me before!"

"This is the rule we follow when purchasing goods. I thought you knew it. Don't worry, I won't let you suffer any loss as long as I'm here." Wang Maer patted his chest and acted like he was trustworthy.

Zhong Zhiyang lowered his eyes and hesitated to discuss, "I feel like five hundred yuan is a bit too much. Can you order less?"

Wang Maer frowned and said with some complaint, "Here we usually require goods worth at least 800 yuan before we can refund the deposit. You only need 500 yuan, which is already a great honor for you."

Zhong Zhiyang was still a little worried, "But this is really all my savings..."

Wang Maer said, "Don't worry. We make money quickly in this business. And if you sell the goods I give you, there will definitely be people who want them. Once you sell them, your capital will be back, right?"

Zhong Zhiyang gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Ma, I believe you!"

Wang Maer had a smile on his face and said, "Okay, move it away quickly and sell it!" The black market still has a good flow of customers, especially now that the rain has stopped, many people who have been trapped at home and have not gone out want to go out for some fresh air.

There is a shortage of various goods at the supply and marketing cooperative every day.

Even for ribs and pork, some people get up at four or five in the morning to queue up. During these days of being trapped at home, many people have been relying on rice porridge to survive and have no meat to eat at all.

Under such circumstances, the black market business becomes prosperous.

Zhong Zhiyang wrapped himself up tightly, wearing a scarf and hat, fearing that others would recognize him. After all, he had never done business before, so he stood in the cold for two or three hours, but no one came to buy anything, not even to ask the price.

Just when he was about to be unable to bear it, three or two middle-aged strong men came with their arms around each other's shoulders. They didn't look like guests, but rather like people looking for trouble.

"Boy, new here?"

The other party came with great force and did not seem like a good person. Zhong Zhiyang swallowed nervously, secretly grabbed the bamboo basket, and thought about running away.

But they had already blocked his way, and the leader was none other than the bearded man who had met Wang Maer when he was picking up the goods. "I'm asking you a question, are you mute?"

The younger brother beside him couldn't help but sneer: "A mute is selling things, no wonder no one buys."

"I'm not dumb!" Zhong Zhiyang took several steps back, his heart beating rapidly. "What on earth do you want to do?"

The bearded man took out a cigarette and put it between his lips. Someone immediately lit it for him. He took a slow puff and exhaled a few wisps of white smoke. "You newcomer don't know the rules. I'm going to teach you the rules here today."

"What rules?" Zhong Zhiyang thought they thought his goods were from unknown sources, so he quickly explained, "I got all this from Ma Erge. I didn't steal or rob!"