These people were all in the same business as Chen Jin, but on a smaller scale. In these matters, most people did business with those they were familiar with. Mo Beihan knew that these people had various connections, so he brought Gu Qingyao over to them.
The first was a middle-aged man with a square face. He looked especially simple and honest, and did not look like someone in this business at all.
Mo Beihan went over and spoke a few words to him. The two men quickly agreed to trade and they moved to a quieter spot.
“We want cash, not coupons. Antiques will also do.” Mo Beihan made his request.
The other man nodded. “Sure. The best will be fine grain, eggs and meat. I need meat.”
Anyone who had a bit of money wanted meat for the new year, so this was the rarest.
Gu Qingyao said, “I have ten kilograms of rice, five kilograms of flour, and twenty eggs. I don't have meat, but I have some dumplings stuffed with pork and cabbage. The wrappers are made of fine white flour. Families who find it inconvenient to cook meat can take the dumplings.”
The man was taken aback!
Dumplings?
But upon second thought, it was true that many could not cook meat, or did not dare to do so!
The aroma of cooking meat was too strong, and people around them could smell it. But if the dumplings were already wrapped, it was a different matter. They would be ready to eat after boiling. If they did not need to wrap the dumplings themselves, it would save them trouble and it was less easily detected.
This was the first time he heard of this novel item for sale. The man smiled and said, “I'll take some. How many do you have?”
“I have about ten kilograms of frozen ones.”
The man thought for a moment and said, “In that case, I'll take them all. I'll use the price for fine grain and give you one hundred and fifty dollars. Is that all right?”
The items weighed about thirty kilograms in total. Fine grain cost five dollars a kilogram. Although the dumplings contained meat, they did not contain much. Also, the weight of the flour was measured differently after it had been mixed with water and made into dumpling skins, especially when the dumplings had been frozen.
Gu Qingyao nodded and handed the things to him. She took his one hundred and fifty dollars and left with Mo Beihan.
They moved to a different spot and Mo Beihan said laughingly, “Those old people who are undergoing labor reformation will probably like your dumplings and wontons.”
Gu Qingyao smiled. “I made them specially for those people.”
The year was ending and those old people with nicer items would naturally think of exchanging them for some good food. But they were constantly being watched. If they ate meat and the fragrance spread, someone might report them and they would easily get into trouble.
But dumplings and wontons were a different matter. When cooked, the smell of meat was not too strong!
They found a lonely spot and Gu Qingyao took another quilted jacket from her inters.p.a.ce and let Mo Beihan change his outer clothing. Only then did they go to another black market and find someone else to trade with.
In this way, they obtained six hundred dollars. Then they found some old people and bartered for a few dozen antiques before leaving the black market.
Gu Qingyao looked and Mo Beihan. “I'll tell you my secret later. You will certainly be shocked!”
Mo Beihan smiled. This girl was taking things out in front of him. Of course, he understood her meaning.
At last, Gu Qingyao stood there without moving.
Mo Beihan looked at her and said, “You're thinking of looking for Zhou Hong, right?”
Gu Qingyao was startled. How did he know?
Mo Beihan patted her head. “w.a.n.g Guozhu and Zhou Hong haven't divorced yet! Zhang Xiaohui has treated your family so badly. Right now, the best way to deal with her is to look for Zhou Hong.”
Even if this girl did not seek out Zhang Xiaohui, Mo Beihan certainly would. He definitely would not allow Zhang Xiaohui to marry w.a.n.g Guozhu so easily.
The tragedy of Yao Yao's past life was partly due to this woman. He certainly would not let her off.