I will plant a field in the last days

Using cemeteries as a black market is also a group of talents. However, the wisdom of the ancient Chinese is still high. The feng shui of the graves of important people is also good, and the location is better. This is the fourth year of the apocalypse. Earthquakes and floods have been avoided because the terrain is high. This There is less muddy water inside.

It's truly a treasure.

Until a fragrant smell of barbecue came, and around the corner, there were bright lights, warm bonfires, and low-pitched conversations, and Jingshu knew that she had arrived.

The field of vision suddenly widened. Several people were squatting at the door, setting up the stove and grilling skewers with the familiar fan, while eating the squeezed and synthesized barbecue. If you just smell it, it’s not bad. What’s rare is that this is the end of the world. It's been a year, and there is still the smell of chili noodles. There are indeed many good things in the imperial capital, which makes Jingshu start to look forward to today's black market.

"Hadron, here you go, can you eat? 30 virtual coins per skewer, at least complete the minimum consumption." The squatting middle-aged uncle immediately stood up and handed over three skewers of meat in various colors.

Fan Jianqiang shook his head in disgust: "It's not me, Uncle Lu, who knows where you got the mixed meat and pressed the meat. It tastes good, but I ate a knuckle last time and it almost made me sick." .”

"Mistake, that's a mistake, a trespasser. As you know, we don't eat that kind of meat. It's guaranteed to be qualified and regular meat. Oh, we even brought people here. Let's have some meat skewers. Smell it, how fragrant it is?" "

Uncle Lu smiled awkwardly and brought the barbecue closer. This was his usual trick. Although most of the people who could come to the black market were not short of food, those who could eat meat regularly still had such fragrant barbecue. Not much.

Fan Jianqiang swallowed his saliva. It tasted delicious, but he was disgusted last time. He thought about it and wanted to give it to that guy. Or he could make up the minimum consumption, so he said to Jing Shu and the two of them: "I'm going to treat you." eat?"

Jing Shu's mouth was already stuck in her mouth. Song Bin was frightened when he heard the knuckles. At this moment, the two of them shook their heads: "No, we have eaten. Thank you."

"Forget it, let's go, it's time to start." Fan Jianqiang shrugged, saving him a lot of money.

Jingshu stopped and asked Uncle Lu, "Why don't you sprinkle some cumin? Sprinkling some cumin will make it more fragrant."

Uncle Lu smiled bitterly and said: "It's hard to find seasonings. The cost of this meat is not high. The key is the salt and chili powder used for pickling, not to mention other seasonings."

Jingshu nodded thoughtfully. It seemed that some of the spices she brought today were very precious. There was no shortage of ordinary ingredients and daily necessities in the black market. It could be seen from the clothes and weight of these people. It can be seen that they are not the skinny people on the street, they are more like normal people before the end of the world.

Jing Shu and Song Bin followed Fan Jianqiang to the core area of ​​the cemetery. There were bonfires all around the hall, and several areas were separated by fences. There were a lot of things on the table in the middle, and there were things pushed in on carts. It’s really a dazzling array of things to see and have.

After Fan Jianqiang greeted a dozen or so people familiarly, he consciously walked to the silver member's territory.

In fact, the cemetery, that is, the black market, has five entrances. Maybe this is the treatment of the class. The entrance for their silver members is to bend down and enter the back yard. Now and then, people will come from the wide main entrance with a red carpet in the front. Come in.

"Only gold and above members can come in through the main entrance. When you enter, there will be a round table, snacks and tea, and a place to rest. Let's just stand here." Fan Jianqiang looked at the big shots coming in and out from there with some envy.

"Are there any restrictions on trading things? For example, silver members can't trade valuable things?"

Jing Shu suddenly asked, although Jun Bao said that the black market here can be traded with confidence and is protected, besides, she is not from the imperial capital. She will return to Wucheng immediately after one shot for another. She is not afraid, just afraid She had her eye on something, and if she couldn't make the deal, she'd be in pain.

Fan Jianqiang sneered: "Valuable items? As long as people can appreciate your things, it's not a problem. Of course, the more precious the things, the more taxes you have to pay. This tax can't be settled by a few skewers of meat." Quite arrogant.

It's also strange that Jun Bao didn't explain it clearly and just casually told him to take people to the black market.

Since we are shopping, we want to see the world. I heard that there is someone who came from Wucheng Township. Maybe he is Jun Bao's old friend? Fan Jianqiang turned around and looked at Jing Shu carefully, and shook his head vigorously. With his face blindness, he couldn't tell whether this woman was good-looking or ugly. According to his face blindness, all women in the world looked the same. So, men also look the same.

A long time ago, he was listed as the target of ridicule for being disabled, along with Jun Bao.

Forget it, I was introduced by Jun Bao anyway, so give me some face, so Fan Jianqiang said to Jing Shu: "Silver members can enter the venue with a minimum purchase of 200 virtual coins or equivalent items. Tell me what you like in a while, this Within the price, I’ll give it to you.”

Looking at the price of 2,580,000 yuan, Jing Shu looked at Fan Jianqiang and raised his head proudly, as if to say: "Master Zhao is paying for everything today." The same momentum.

There is a model.

"Are all the people in the imperial capital so well-mannered?" Jing Shu asked quietly.

Song Bin whispered: "I love face, big tail wolf."

Jingshu suppressed her laughter and nodded seriously: "Thank you in advance."

It has begun, it has finally begun.

The boss area for gold members and the screen area for diamond members are now seated.

"Hello everyone, I am Gong Huwei, the president of the Accord Exchange. Ladies, please just call me Lao Gong. Men, please call me President Gong.

I am also the host of today's trade fair, so today the old rules are still the same. Various trading methods such as barter for goods, barter for virtual coins and so on coexist. As long as you state your needs, whether it is buying or selling, the rest will be done. Let us do it at the exchange. "Lao Gong said with a bit of humor. He was a middle-aged fat man with a bald head and a sense of humor.

"It's really annoying. You take advantage of others."

"I think you want to take advantage of it."

Lao Gong took the big speaker and took the lead in showing everyone the various supplies on the display shelves today so that everyone could have an idea.

When Jing Shu thought that she would auction or bid first as in the routine, she didn't expect that President Gong would invite the diamond bosses from the screen area first. He said, "We can't keep our distinguished guests waiting for too long. Let's first Let’s see what our guests in the Diamond District want.”

Hey, Jingshu thought she would start the auction with the bronze ones first.

Isn’t the highlight always behind?

Was this black market booming from the beginning? Oh, that’s right, we can’t keep the bosses waiting.