Travel through famine years and awaken a post-apocalyptic survival system.

The other party also realized they had asked the wrong question.

He smiled and said, "Then I won't ask. What price are you prepared to offer?"

"1 yuan per foot, but if you can take them all, it'll be 1 yuan per foot."

"this……"

The man hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "Then go inside and find someone to ask around, find Brother Dong. Just say it was Da Shan who told you. They'll understand."

"Okay! May I go in now?"

Upon hearing this, Da Shan, who had originally planned to collect a stall fee, decided against it: "Alright, go in. Keep it quiet and don't cause any trouble."

"Okay, sure."

Zhao Qingsong carried the things and went straight in.

This is an abandoned old factory, where many people set up stalls, and even more people buy things.

The vast majority of the items for sale were daily necessities, such as clothes, pots and pans, and I even saw some antiques for sale.

He wasn't very interested in antiques.

There are so many exquisite antique shops in the city. I heard that blue and white porcelain from the Kangxi and Qianlong periods, which used to cost tens of thousands of yuan each, can now be bought for just a few yuan a pair.

Even national treasure-level items only cost a few dozen yuan.

We can just go on a shopping spree when the time comes.

……

Zhao Qingsong took a closer look. He had arrived quite early, and the best-selling items were mostly food.

As soon as they appear, they're snapped up as soon as the price is right.

I wandered around for a bit, but didn't go looking for anyone.

Instead, they set up stalls directly.

……

Some brand-new fabrics were placed on the rag, and people immediately gathered around.

Fabric was a scarce commodity in this era.

However, this is relative.

Everyone who comes here is here for a bite to eat. They can tolerate not having clothes to wear, but not having food is something they really can't stand.

Therefore, not many people watched it.

"How much is this fabric?"

A middle-aged man squatted down, picked up a piece of cloth, examined it carefully, and then asked a question.

"1.1 yuan, no bargaining."

No nonsense. In the black market, speed is everything; there's no room for long chatter.

The man hesitated upon hearing this.

However, considering that the Chinese New Year is approaching and I wanted to buy my child new clothes, I decided to spend the money.

"Here, I'll take three feet."

After selecting the items and comparing the sizes, finding no problems, I paid and left with the goods.

Zhao Qingsong was overjoyed to receive his first pot of gold from the black market.

There aren't many regulars here, but there's a lot of foot traffic; people come and go.

In no time, the cloth in his hand had stretched out to more than thirty feet.

The speed is okay.

If it weren't for the large amount of stock he had, this would have been a great place to sell. No wonder so many people have made money setting up stalls since the reform and opening up.

Unfortunately, it's still too dangerous here.

Lost in thought, Zhao Qingsong saw someone carrying something over to the stall.

Two rabbits and a live pheasant.

food!

Food is scarce these days, and a lot of people immediately came over to inquire about the price.

The two rabbits were quite large, weighing about three or four pounds each.

When they heard that a rabbit needed 10 jin of food, they all immediately backed away. Their monthly ration was less than 20 jin.

This is insane!

Rabbit meat isn't very oily.

Zhao Qingsong watched from there, then his eyes lit up.

He couldn't get many of his supplies out, but what if he could get wild game like rabbits or pheasants instead?

Now we can take it out openly and honestly!

Unfortunately, I don't have many food coupons. I'll save up more food coupons to exchange for these wild game later.

"Hey bro, how about I trade you this for a pheasant? And some pork belly! A whole jar weighs a pound."

After hesitating for a moment, she quietly took out a can of pork and handed it to him.

Upon hearing this, the man turned his head to look.

"Trade for pheasants? You really want to?"

This guy must be crazy!

Pheasants are not juicy, but a pound of pork is a rare treat.

"Yes, should we exchange it or not?"

"I'll change it, but I need to check it first."

"good!"

He handed the items over.

The other party opened it directly, saw the white rib meat inside, and quickly threw the tied pheasant over.

They packed their things and ran away.

I was afraid he would regret it.

Zhao Qingsong didn't mind, smiled, and lifted the pheasant to test its weight.

It weighs less than two pounds; this thing really doesn't have much meat.

He pretended to stuff the pheasant into a cloth bag and put it into his spatial storage.

"Huh! It won't work?"

Zhao Qingsong was stunned for a moment; this was the first time he had failed to put something into his spatial storage.

"What's going on? Is it because this thing is alive?"

I thought about it for a moment.

But before he could think, a few people walked over from the crowd.

One of them was Dashan, who had previously been the gatekeeper.

The other person walked over and glanced at the stall: "Hey bro, didn't I tell you to come find Brother Dong? What are you doing here setting up a stall?"

Zhao Qingsong looked up and smiled, "I just wanted to earn a little more! Besides, I'm new here and not very familiar with the area, so I'm getting to know the environment first."

"Oh"

Da Shan gave a soft "oh," pointed to the man beside him, and said with a smile, "This is Brother Dong. I just told him what happened. He came over to ask about the situation."

Zhao Qingsong was also sizing up the other party.

He was around thirty years old, less than 1.8 meters tall, and had a short buzz cut.

His appearance is quite ordinary.

Just as he was about to speak, Zhao Qingsong frowned and hurriedly packed his things.

"Hey bro, what do you mean by that?!"

Da Shan was puzzled.

Zhao Qingsong quickly packed his things and said, "Let's go, someone's coming. It should be the gang leader."

On the radar, two red lights were moving rapidly in this direction, each containing about six or seven people.

In the middle of the night, why are they running so fast, and there are so many people?

There could be no one else but the person who made the token.

Da Shan looked incredulous: "How could that be? I just changed shifts. If someone came over there..."

"Beep beep beep!"

Suddenly, three sharp whistles rang out, startling the group.

He quickly realized what was happening: "Someone's there! Run!"

Someone shouted, and the scene began to descend into chaos.

At this moment, Zhao Qingsong had already run off with the cloth bag.

……

Without a second thought, Zhao Qingsong ran straight towards one of the exits.

In the short time he'd been here, he'd already scouted the area thoroughly. The black market had three exits, which were the exits people used to leave after buying their goods.

Both of them are now blocked by someone.

"This way! That way is dangerous!"

Just as I was about to go out, I saw Da Shan and the others heading in another direction, so I kindly reminded them.

After saying that, he ignored the others and ran away quickly.

In the darkness, Zhao Qingsong ran away silently.

Oh shit

It got blocked the first time it arrived.

He slowed down, observing the route of Da Shan and the others; he still needed to find an opportunity to make a deal with them!

They quietly changed their route.

"Damn it, it's no good to have a pheasant."

Seeing that he couldn't put the pheasant into his spatial storage, he became anxious. It was alright if he was caught empty-handed, but it would be troublesome if he was caught with something in his possession.

With that in mind, he went straight for the pheasant's neck.

After a while, the pheasant stopped moving.

Just as he was trying to put the pheasant into his spatial storage.

Sudden.

A system notification made him freeze in place.

[Ding! 1 mutated beasts defeated. Mission complete. Reward: 1 resource chest]

Zhao Qingsong's eyes widened.

"Holy crap, killing a pheasant is enough to complete the mutated beast mission?"

This system must be faulty!