Chapter 29 Several black markets in Forty-Nine Cities
After sending her nephew and niece to kindergarten, Lin Sanqi was free.
When passing by Huangchenggen Park, I saw two old men playing chess under a tree, so I got into a plan.
If you don’t know where the black market is, then these retired workers must know.
The old man in the capital knew astronomy from above, geography from below, and things about the commander-in-chief and secretary of the United States. As for there being nothing in the country that they didn't understand, it would be right to ask them for help.
Lin Sanqi quietly walked over and watched the two old men playing chess, thinking about how to speak.
Inquiring into the black market is not an honorable thing. If you meet an old man who is nosy and vindictive, will you be sent to the police station?
A young man stood beside him for a long time, still motionless, and he didn't look like he was watching chess. The fat old man finally couldn't help but ask:
"Little comrade, is something wrong with you?"
The thin old man also put down the chess, smelled it and said strangely:
"Is there something wrong with my nose? I can smell the aroma of fried dough sticks."
Lin Sanqi heard how smart he was. The old man was trying to criticize him, so he quickly took out two fried dough sticks from the paper bag.
"You two gentlemen, come here, don't be polite, eat fried dough sticks."
The two old men were a little surprised. A fried dough stick cost one or two food stamps. They were wondering which young master had come out?
"Hey, young man, this is such a bad situation. I gave you two deep-fried dough sticks at the beginning. It seems that you must be asking for something. Come on, speak clearly, otherwise we will eat these fried dough sticks without knowing anything."
Lin Sanqi squatted down, looked around and saw no one around, and then asked in a low voice:
"Two gentlemen, I just want to inquire about something. I am just idle and bored, so I just want to go to the pigeon market and pick up the news. But I just came to the capital and I can't tell the difference between east, west and north, so I just want to ask. I want to ask you two gentlemen, do you know where the pigeon market is in our capital?”
The thin old man wrinkled and lectured:
"Young man, this pigeon market is a place of mixed religions. As a foreigner, it's better not to participate in it. You may be eaten to the bone."
Lin Sanqi pretended to sigh:
"It's not easy to live in the capital. I've just arrived here and I have to buy everything. I just want to exchange some food from home for some money, and then I can buy some furniture and appliances."
The two old men were even more surprised:
"Oh, this is really strange. There are still people selling their own food these days? Young man, I'm afraid you don't know how precious food is, right?"
Lin Sanqi thought that we are surprised, but I am not surprised.
The fat old man knew the meaning of eating people with short mouths, so he pointed out:
"As for the pigeon market in these forty-nine cities, I really know who doesn't have some difficulties these days. It's not easy for everyone, either to exchange old things or to buy some food to feed the whole family.
If you want to talk about the largest black market, there are 4 in the southeast, northwest and northwest of the 49 cities, but they are all in the effective area, so you can't get out of the city.
The closest one to us is to go east out of Chaoyangmen. There is Chaoyang Park on the other side of Shilibao. There is a pigeon market deep in the park. To the south, go through Yongding Gate and walk south to Muxi Garden;
To the west is Ngoc Yuen Tan Park, in the woods near the Horse Temple. As for the north, you have to go out of Deshengmen and look for a park called Dinghu Park. There is also a larger pigeon market there. ”
Lin Sanqi calculated it and thought it was over. These places were quite far away and walking on just two legs would be exhausting. "Uncle, is there a pigeon market in these 49 cities? It's closer."
The thin old man laughed:
"Of course there is a pigeon market in Sijiu City, but it is just a small event. You must know that the pigeon market is illegal. With people blocking both sides of the alley, no one can escape. So a real large-scale pigeon market has to be Go to the countryside.
Do you know the effect? It's best to find an open place, preferably a small forest. Usually there are people watching for the wind. If there is any trouble, once the warning is given, everyone can run away in all directions, and no one will be caught. ”
Lin Sanqi thought to himself that the wisdom of the people is indeed endless. If you have a way to catch him, he has a way to escape.
Seeing that Lin Sanqi was listening attentively, the conversation between the two old men also became more interesting. Old Peiping people like to talk rhetorically:
“Not only does this pigeon market have to be in a hidden place, but most of the transactions are done at night, and the faces of those doing the transactions are covered, so no one can see clearly in the dark. Buyers and sellers must either use a flashlight or a kerosene lamp to illuminate.
If you like something, you usually don't bargain. You just signal to each other with two hands and leave quietly after the deal is made. But now that there are more mallets, everyone can also ask for price verbally, but one of them is not allowed to make a loud noise, otherwise he will be kicked out. ”
Lin Sanqi's eyes lit up: "Isn't this just the ghost market for antiques and antiques in the past? The routines are the same."
The fat old man smiled and nodded:
"Yes, it is actually a ghost market, but it used to sell antiques to deceive people, but now it mainly sells food."
The thin old man added:
"The Pigeon Market used to be open at night, but now there are also people trading during the day. Otherwise, it would be too inconvenient for city residents to go outside the city to trade in the middle of the night, and they would easily be caught by patrols."
Think about it, if a person is walking on the road carrying a bag of grain in the middle of the night, any fool will know that there is something wrong.
Lin Sanqi took out two more sesame seed cakes from the bag, and an old man gave one to him:
"Uncle, what are the transactions in this pigeon market? What can a newbie like me buy?"
The two old men were very satisfied with the sesame cakes, so they reminded them more carefully:
"Went to the pigeon market to see if you are a buyer or a seller.
If you are a seller, you have to pay a 5-cent protection fee before entering the pigeon market. Do you think the pigeon market is naturally formed? Shit, there are people with great hands and eyes organizing it behind the scenes.
If you are a buyer, you don’t have to pay. The pigeon market has everything, including food, clothing, and entertainment, but now the mainstream is food. Many farmers in Jingxiao often secretly bring grain to the pigeon market to sell it in exchange for money or various vouchers, whatever they want.
They also sell watches, wall clocks, second-hand clothes and bedding, radios, everything. These people are often unable to survive at home and have to sell their property. Such people often do not need money or tickets, only food.
The most popular people in the pigeon market are those who sell grain and only accept cash, but there are not many of these two hundred and fifty now. What's the use of having money these days? Food is life. ”
Lin Sanqi heard a black line and thought to herself that she was the one who was going to exchange the two hundred and fifty for cash.
"Okay, sir, thank you."
The two old men, fat and thin, laughed: "Young man, if you don't understand anything in these four-nine cities, please come and ask us. Don't forget to bring the fried dough sticks and sesame cakes, hahaha."
Knowing where there was a black market, Lin Sanqi was ready to implement his first "traffic monetization" activity.
(End of chapter)