Chapter 82 Inspection
sweet potato?

Li Yancheng felt that his trip today was not in vain. Today, someone actually came here to sell sweet potatoes on a cart, and even brought a scale. He didn't know which village in the suburbs of Beijing he was from, but he was really brave.

There were quite a lot of people buying it. One pound of food coupons could be exchanged for ten pounds of sweet potatoes. All you needed was the food coupons, no cash.

In Li Yancheng's eyes, the sweet potatoes on the cart had turned into roasted sweet potatoes. He was so greedy that his saliva was almost flowing. He looked at himself, holding a cloth bag of peanuts in his left hand and a tin can in his right hand. He quickly turned his head to look around, found a place where there was no one, and walked over.

In order to avoid being suspected by someone, he hid in this deserted place and put the things in his hands into the warehouse. He also put away his coat and cotton hat. He only wore a gray Zhongshan suit made of polyester-cotton khaki on his upper body. Under the clothes, he also wore a cotton jacket issued by the army, so he was not cold.

He no longer wore the coat and replaced it with a single hat. He also put the mask into the warehouse and replaced it with a knit scarf around his neck to cover his mouth. He also took out a pair of black-framed glasses from the warehouse and put them on his face.

After this makeover, even acquaintances wouldn’t be able to recognize him for a while.

He then took out a bag from the warehouse that he had made by sewing rags together, ready to put the sweet potatoes in it.

This sudden change of his style actually managed to escape the attention of someone with ulterior motives.

He had just entered the market and spent thirty dollars, which would definitely attract the attention of someone with ulterior motives.

A young man just stared at him, but it was hard to stare at him in the pitch black market, so he just turned his head and disappeared.

The young man walked around the market several times with a flashlight, looking for the man wearing a military cotton coat and hat and a mask.

As you can imagine, there was no way to find any trouble, and this guy was so angry that he almost threw the flashlight in his hand.

"What about people?"

A middle-aged man appeared beside the young man and asked in a low voice.

"Uh...Brother Huo, I don't know how...they just disappeared."

"What can you do with your life?" The middle-aged man raised his hand and hit the young man on the head.

"Keep looking. There are people at all five exits. He must not have left and is still in the market. If you can't find him, you have to pay fifty dollars tonight."

When he heard that he was asked to pay for the compensation, the young man's face turned green, but he didn't dare to say anything and just dived into the crowd with a flashlight.

Looking at the guy's back, the middle-aged man spat fiercely and kept cursing.

I finally came across a fat sheep tonight. Not counting the things I bought, just the cotton coat and the cotton hat on my body can be sold for a lot of money.

And maybe he was wearing a cotton-padded jacket. Fifty dollars for these three items would be a bargain. Moreover, he paid thirty dollars for the things as soon as he came in, so he must have some money on him.

All in all, if they could take advantage of this fat sheep, they could make about a hundred dollars, which would be a big deal.

As a result, he asked that kid to mark someone but ended up losing the person. How could he not be angry?

But now is not the time to be angry. The key point is to find people. He put the almost finished cigarette in his hand into his mouth and took two deep puffs. After throwing it on the ground and stomping it out, the middle-aged man also walked into the crowd with a flashlight.

Unlike other people who were looking around on the ground on both sides of the road, he used the residual light of the flashlight to constantly scan everyone around him, trying to find the fat sheep in his mind again.

Li Yancheng didn't know that he had been defined as a fat sheep by others. After he exchanged 30 kilograms of sweet potatoes, he carefully held them in his hands, found a secluded place to store the sweet potatoes in the warehouse, and then he walked around the market again with ease.

He had no idea that someone was looking for him everywhere.

The young man and the middle-aged man actually passed by him twice, but unfortunately, neither of them realized that the guy wearing black-framed glasses was the person they were looking for.

"Beep...beep...beep..."

As several sharp whistles sounded, the originally orderly market quickly became chaotic. As the chaos broke out, everyone turned off their flashlights, and some people even quickly extinguished the kerosene lamps with covers.

Shouts and curses followed.

These are the people from the police station.

The market was pitch black, but outside there was a circle of flashlights, not just flashlights, but also car lights.

Following a few angry shouts and screams, the entire market quickly became quiet again, and everyone stood still, not daring to move.

Li Yancheng didn't know whether anyone ran away or not, but he had no intention of running away. It was just that after the whistle sounded, a small cloth bag appeared in his hand, which contained several kilograms of cornmeal.

When he was prepared to be interrogated later, he said that he came to exchange for fine grains, but had not yet done so.

Bartering is allowed, as long as it does not involve the buying and selling of various tickets or contraband, the police will not care at all.

But the man selling old items that he saw when he came in just now is going to be in trouble. Having his things confiscated is a small matter, but he will definitely be arrested.

Unless he threw those things away during the chaos just now and then refuses to admit it later.

Soon, police officers came with loudspeakers and notified people in the market to line up and go out of the east gate one by one to submit to inspection.

At the same time, the headlights of two jeeps shone towards the east exit, making it much brighter.

It turns out that some people started throwing away their things.

The place where Li Yancheng stayed was near the east gate. He turned his head and looked back along the light. He saw a lot of things thrown there on the roadside with no one wanting them.

Money is important, but not getting caught is obviously more important.

After being arrested, they notified their family members, the neighborhood committee, and if they had a job, their work unit had to be notified as well. It’s disgusting enough.

The people checking outside were not only police officers, but also people wearing red sleeves.

The inspection was also very detailed. All pockets had to be turned out, shoes had to be taken off, and two of them were even body searched.

There was a person in front of him who was taken away directly because he had too many food coupons on him, which was not normal.

Soon it was Li Yancheng's turn.

"What are you doing here?"

"I want to exchange for some rice." Li Yancheng opened the mouth of the cloth bag in his hand so that the man in red sleeves could see clearly.

"Turning out all your shirt and trouser pockets."

There was nothing in his pockets, only a few grain coupons worth two taels each and less than ten yuan, and there was nothing in his shoes.

"Go over there and register your information."

The man with red sleeves pointed at a jeep and said.

Not everyone would be searched. Li Yancheng was just given a quick look and then allowed to leave.

It seems that these people have their own judgment experience.

(End of this chapter)

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