Chapter 22 Black Market
"Little sister, wait for me..." Feng Chenyi quickly caught up and looked at Feng Jiuyou with a resentful look.
Thinking of how Yun Dong looked at his soft-hearted expression when he ran to the counter to check out, he was speechless.
"Little sister, why did you pay the money? Didn't you agree that the third brother invited me?"
"Whoever invited you still doesn't do that? I asked you to come to the county today, but... I’m not asking you to treat me. If you want to treat me, just wait until next time.”
"How can it be the same? You haven't seen the expression on Yundong's face when he looks at me, it's simply..."
"Okay, third brother, do you know where the black market is?"
Feng Jiuyou He calmly changed the subject, and sure enough, Feng Chenyi almost screamed after hearing this.
"Black...black market? Why do you ask this? No, how do you know about the black market."
Finally, he held back and looked at Feng Jiuyou warily.
"You just need to tell me."
Feng Jiuyou's expression was unprecedentedly serious. She had heard of the black market before, and there were all kinds of things sold in the black market.
Some are exchanged for things, and some are traded with money.
Feng Jiuyou has long wanted to see something.
“If you don’t tell me, I will sneak away next time.”
Feng Jiuyou gave an ultimatum, and as expected, Feng Chenyi immediately gave up after hearing the words.
"Come with me."
The two entered an inconspicuous clothing store. After a while, two men wearing masks and blue shirts came out of the store.
Feng Chenyi led Feng Jiuyou out of the county town and came to an inconspicuous woods on the outskirts.
Seeing Feng Chenyi's proficiency, Feng Jiuyou knew that he was here for a long time.
After a while, we came to an underground entrance, which was guarded.
Feng Chenyi took out a leaf-shaped wooden sign from his arms and handed it to the gatekeeper.
The gatekeeper took it and looked at it carefully, then looked at Feng Jiuyou and Feng Chenyi for a while before extending his hand.
Feng Chenyi understood immediately and put the only two taels of silver he had in the palm of the gatekeeper's hand. The gatekeeper waved his hand, and Feng Chenyi took Feng Jiuyou in.
The black market is brightly lit, with people coming and going, and some vendors are selling.
Everyone has a mask on their face.
"What do you want to buy?" In order not to reveal his identity, Feng Chenyi did not address him.
“I’ll shop around first and buy something I like.”
“That’s good.”
Feng Chenyi's eyes flashed slightly, he wanted to get some silver coins on the black market, but... what should I do with my little sister? The things he did cannot be known to his little sister, as it will ruin his reputation.
“Just tell me if you have anything to say.” Feng Jiuyou said impatiently.
"Um... little sister, why don't you go shopping by yourself first? Third brother has something to deal with."
"Go!" Feng Jiuyou was eager to do so.
“Don’t worry, no one will dare to cause trouble in this black market.”
It is also because of this that Feng Chenyi can rest assured that Feng Jiuyou is alone.
After Feng Chenyi walked back in three steps, Feng Jiuyou began to walk past stalls one by one, some selling poetry, calligraphy and paintings.
Of course, the poems, calligraphy and paintings here are all unsigned, and people in need will buy them as their own works.
There are also people selling rare treasures, and what makes Feng Jiuyou even more surprised is that there are also people selling martial arts secrets.
Feng Jiuyou stepped forward with rare curiosity. A tiger skin that looked to be of some age was filled with various martial arts secrets.
There was an old man sitting on a recliner next to him, taking a nap, seemingly not caring about the loss of his things.
Feng Jiuyou's intuition told her that this old man was not easy to mess with.
At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp light flashed under the light.
(End of this chapter)