"Brother Ziwen, what kind of meat is this? Deer seeds?"
Chen Qiaoyi squatted down curiously and looked at the fur on the ground.
“This is the deer deer.” Zhou Ziwen explained with a smile, “The deer deer is a small deer animal, smaller than the deer, but the meat is delicious and is a delicacy in the mountains.”
“ Is it delicious?" Chen Qiaoyi licked her lips and asked greedily.
“Haha, let’s taste it later!”
Zhou Ziwen rubbed her head funnyly.
"Hehe, Brother Ziwen, you are so good to me." Chen Qiaoyi couldn't help but hug Zhou Ziwen's arm.
“Of course.”
Zhou Ziwen nodded matter-of-factly.
“Ziwen, did you go well today?”
On the side, Chen Shiying asked with concern.
"Haha, Shiying, don't worry. With my skills, even if I encounter a tiger or a leopard, they are no match for me."
Zhou Ziwen patted him confidently Chest.
The full-level Bajiquan is no joke. If he really showed his power, ten Tysons combined would not be his opponent.
Tiger and leopard are just a matter of punch.
"Then please pay attention to your safety."
Although she knew that Zhou Ziwen was very powerful and often experienced it personally, she still couldn't help but warn her.
"Haha! Okay."
Zhou Ziwen smiled and nodded.
After chatting for a while, the two sisters began to prepare today's dinner.
Zhou Ziwen was not idle either. He picked up the tools and began to skillfully handle the deer's fur.
His leather tanning technology is already relatively advanced, and he can process it very quickly and it will be done in a short time.
After he took a rest, the two sisters also prepared dinner.
While eating, Zhou Ziwen talked about going to the black market.
Chen Qiaoyi's eyes lit up, full of curiosity, "Brother Ziwen, do you know where the black market is?"
"Yes, Uncle Wu told me." Zhou Ziwen nodded.
Chen Shiying frowned, looking a little worried.
"Ziwen, I heard that the black market is quite chaotic. Is it really okay for you to go alone?" Chen Shiying asked with concern.
Zhou Ziwen patted Chen Shiying's arm gently and comforted: "Don't worry, don't you know my skills yet? Besides, I still have a secret weapon."
The secret weapon he was talking about was naturally the tortoise box given to him by Wu Dagang.
No matter how good your martial arts skills are, you will still be afraid of kitchen knives, but what if you have both martial arts skills and a kitchen knife?
Under Zhou Ziwen’s comfort, although Chen Shiying was still a little worried, she didn’t say anything more.
She knows that she knows Zhou Ziwen's power better than anyone else, and she understands this deeply.
After dinner, it was getting dark.
Zhou Ziwen packed up his equipment, put on his canvas bag, which contained the "bastard box", took the processed deer meat, got on his bicycle, and rushed to the county seat.
The black market is located in a relatively remote place outside the county, and only locals know the specific location.
Zhou Ziwen followed the route mentioned by Wu Dagang, passing through fields and woods, and finally arrived at the location of the black market.
This is an abandoned warehouse area with some dilapidated buildings scattered around.
It's getting late now, but there are dim lights here.
Zhou Ziwen has strong hearing and can still hear the noisy sounds inside.
Zhou Ziwen walked into the black market pushing his bicycle with a natural expression.
The leisurely posture made everyone around him look at him twice.
Zhou Ziwen didn't care about the looks of these people.
He had seen this kind of look many times in Dabazi Village.
Zhou Ziwen didn't care either. He was not in a hurry to sell deer meat, but took a walk around the black market first.
Originally, he thought there would be a fee for entering the black market.
After all, those who set up a black market must charge some management fees! As a result, Wu Dagang laughed for a while when he heard Zhou Ziwen's question.
Later, after his explanation, Zhou Ziwen understood the rules of the black market.
Let’s not talk about the rules of black markets in other places. At least here, the black market is organized voluntarily by some villagers and there is no so-called manager.
Naturally, there is no entry fee.
Come if you want to, and no one will force you if you don’t want to.
After all, the existence of the black market is not allowed in the first place.
But precisely because no one organizes it, this black market will always exist.
If someone had managed it, it would have been taken care of long ago.
After wandering around the black market, Zhou Ziwen saw a variety of stalls, including those selling antiques, used books, various daily necessities, and even some selling wild animals.
After roughly understanding how the black market operates, Zhou Ziwen found a corner, spread out a piece of cloth, and placed the deer meat on it.
Soon, several people gathered around his stall.
After all, there is little meat in this era, let alone on the black market.
The meat on the black market generally does not require a ticket, but the price is slightly more expensive.
But there is still an advantage to not having a ticket, at least you can buy it with money.
"What kind of meat are you talking about?" someone asked.
“Deer meat.” Zhou Ziwen answered.
"How to sell?".
“One yuan and two pounds.” Zhou Ziwen had already thought about the price.
The price is indeed a bit expensive compared to pork.
But the advantage is that there are no tickets. Speaking of which, the price is quite cheap.
“Give me five kilograms.”
Sure enough, the man who asked the price just now didn’t even pay back the price and bought several kilograms in one go.
“Okay!”
Zhou Ziwen agreed and hurriedly started weighing his meat.
He didn’t expect that the restaurant would open as soon as he put the meat on display.
“I also want five catties.”
“I want three catties, all of which are fat.”
“I want eight catties, all of which are fat.”< br>
As soon as the meat was weighed for the people in front, the people behind hurriedly squeezed in, as if they were afraid they wouldn't be able to grab it.
As time goes by, more people are attracted by the fresh deer meat.
Some people bargained, but Zhou Ziwen ignored them.
His price is already low enough. If you don’t want to buy it, get out.
A deer does not have much meat to begin with, but after a while, all the deer meat he brought was sold out.
When his meat was sold out, those who had not bought it were still unwilling to leave.
“Brother, do you still have this meat? I’m still waiting to buy it?”
“Yes, why do you only have so much meat? I’ve been waiting for a long time.”
"No more." Zhou Ziwen shook his head and began to clean up the stall.
As for those who are not satisfied with the meat, they will be ignored.
Judging from today's situation, game is still very popular in the black market.
In just a short while, he sold it for more than forty yuan.
If I get a wild boar or something next time, I will sell it for a hundred or two hundred!
This business is very exciting.
After packing up the things for the stall, Zhou Ziwen pushed his bicycle, changed from a seller to a buyer, and started wandering around the black market.
Now that he had finished his work, he was going to take a stroll to see if he could find something interesting.
Not to mention, there is really something he is interested in in this black market. (End of this chapter)