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Chapter 238 Rebirth in the 70s 3

When I woke up the next day, no one was home.

Xu Yaodang went to school. Although his stepmother didn't have a proper job, she could often find some temporary work and had been filling in for others recently.

Of course, there is no breakfast.

Jiayue was not interested in cooking, so she took out some food from the space, filled her stomach, and then went out.

She saw Aunt Chen from a distance, and she seemed to walk towards her casually. Aunt Chen saw her and said first: "Oh, why is your face so pale? Do you still have a headache?"

Jiayue lowered her head and said: "My head feels much better now. Thank you for your concern, Auntie."

"What's there to thank me for? I see you didn't eat, did you?"

Jiayue looked embarrassed as if her crime had been exposed: "It's my fault. I made dad unhappy and that's why I have no food to eat."

Aunt Chen frowned and said, "What a sin! I often didn't let you eat enough before, and you were still injured! How can you be such a parent if you don't even give you food? It's true that if you have a stepmother, you will have a stepfather."

Jiayue listened to her and kept her head down the whole time.

When Aunt Chen asked her to go to her house for a meal, Jiayue refused frantically and left quickly.

As for the excuse, of course it was to go find classmates.

I think that when she comes back after finishing her work, Aunt Chen will definitely help her spread the word of her deeds to everyone.

Jiayue went to scout a place farthest from the slum, found a secluded spot, and applied some makeup on herself. She had bangs so thick that they covered her eyebrows and eyes, and she bent down slightly, and the image of a woman who had been exposed to the sun for a long time emerged.

As for clothes, there is no need to change.

The clothes she was wearing were old to begin with, and nowadays there are only a few kinds of fabrics and patterns. If you look at people on the street, you will find that four or five out of ten are wearing the same clothes.

Then she took out nearly two kilograms of rice. The rice was collected during the Qing Dynasty and was not very white. This kind of rice looked normal.

There are also two pounds of flour and a basket of cakes for myself.

She thought about it before going to bed last night and decided that she still had to exchange the gold, but she had to get a deeper understanding of the black market. If she rashly took out the gold, she was afraid of being targeted.

Two kilograms of rice, two kilograms of noodles, and some pastries. These were the hottest items on the black market, but they were not too eye-catching since she only had a small quantity.

It’s a good opportunity to explore the situation in the black market.

The black market she chose was about half an hour's walk away from the slum, which meant a quick walk. It was neither far nor close to her home, and because they were not in the same social circle, she would generally not run into acquaintances.

The place is in a well-connected alley. Everyone is scattered with their belongings and keeping an eye on all directions. If anything is wrong, they will definitely discover it and leave at the first opportunity.

She was a stranger and had just arrived when a man who was about 1.7 meters tall came over to her.

"Sister, are you here to sell something?"

As he spoke, he looked at the cloth bag in her hand.

Jiayue lowered her head shyly, her voice a little hoarse, very similar, even a little unpleasant: "Do you want to buy it?"

"What do you have?"

"Someone in my family is sick and needs money for medical treatment, so I could only bring over some rice and flour that my family had saved up before, two kilograms of rice and flour, and some snacks that I made."

"Let me see."

Jiayue opened the cloth bag a little, and the man took a look and said, "The rice is just average, but the noodles are pretty good. How much are they?"

The price of rice and flour is generally 1.8 cents per pound, but hers doesn't require a ticket and is of good quality. Plus, it's on the black market, so the price can be around 23 or 24 cents.

"Rice and flour are both 24 cents a pound, and I also have a few pounds of cakes, one dollar a pound."

"I want both the rice and flour for 2.30 yuan, is that ok?"

"Row."

"Can I have some cake?"

"Okay, I'll get it for you."

Jiayue took out a small piece of pea yellow and handed it to him, muttering: "It's made with an old recipe handed down from our ancestors. It's said to be a palace snack, something the emperor used to eat."

Yinzhen, Hongzhao: Why not count?

The man took a bite and it was indeed delicious. He was not short of money and enjoyed the meal. He thought it was worth the price and did not bargain. He said directly: "I want all your snacks. If you make this snack again in the future, I want more. One yuan per pound, is that okay with you?"

Jiayue showed a simple and honest smile: "Dim sum is not difficult to make, but the ingredients are not enough."

"I'll get the ingredients."

Jiayue knew that this person was probably from the black market.

This kind of black market can be said to be unorganized or organized. They are not very conspicuous. Of course, whenever there are new faces in the black market, they will test them.

Dim Sum led the way and gained the man's trust, and he didn't suspect that she was here to do anything bad.

"Don't know how I can find you?"

"Just come over, I'm basically hanging around this area every day."

"I forgot to ask, what should I call you?"

"Just call me Liu Sanzi."

Jiayue nodded: "Okay, I still have some ingredients at home. I'll make some snacks and bring them over next time. I'll buy some ingredients from you then. Is that okay?"

"Okay, that's settled."

After saying that, Liu Sanzi started to take out money.

The snacks cost one yuan per pound, which is about five pounds of pea yellow. The rice and flour are four pounds in total, at 23 cents per pound, 92 cents, 92 cents plus five yuan, the total is five yuan and ninety-two cents.

Almost six dollars.

To be honest, it's a bit shabby, only a little more expensive than pea yellow. However, this is the black market, and pea yellow tastes good, so Liu Sanzi is willing to accept it even if it is more expensive than the market price.

Business is a matter of mutual consent.

Jiayue gave the money in one hand and the goods in the other, took the money and left directly.

Liu Sanzi was not afraid that she would not come, even if the illness at home was fake, as long as the price of the pastries was real, one yuan per pound.

He didn't think anyone could refuse such a good opportunity to make money.

Jiayue left the black market and walked into the crowd. After making sure that no one was following her, she found a secluded place, took out a wet towel from her cloth bag (space), wiped her face clean, then straightened her back and disappeared into the crowd again.

No one would associate her with the older sister in the black market whose edges had obviously been smoothed out by life.

When I got home, it was already noon.

Xu Jiancheng and his stepmother both came back. When they saw her, his stepmother said softly, "Jiayue, where have you been? There's no one at home when you come back, and your father must have been worried."

Jiayue lowered her head and said nothing, which made Xu Jiancheng angry: "Are you dumb? Didn't you hear your mother talking to you?"

Jiayue whispered: "I'm going out to look for my classmates. By the way, Dad, my head starts to hurt again. Can you give me some money? I want to go to the hospital."

Xu Jiancheng's eyes were fierce, and he looked at her not as if he were his daughter, but as if he were his enemy. He said angrily, "You have a cut on your head, and you are so hypocritical. You have no money, but you should know a little bit. I came back with your mother, and I couldn't even have a hot meal. You still want money, what else do you want! Do you want the stars in the sky?"

Jiayue began to cry, which made Xu Jiancheng even angrier. He was not a man who could control his temper, and looking at her, he started to speak loudly and even pretended to hit her.

Jiayue ran out quickly.

It was almost time for dinner and everyone in the compound had returned. When they saw Xu Jiancheng was about to beat the child, they came out to watch the fun and to join in the fun.

The scene was chaotic.

Jiayue begged for mercy pitifully: "Dad, I don't want to go to the hospital, please don't hit me, I was wrong, wuwuwu..."

As she cried, she found a relatively clean place, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted.

Now that someone has fainted, it’s no small matter. Human life is more important than anything else.

Jiayue was carried to the hospital.