Abandoned Wives of the Ages: Getting Rich from Space Warehouses

Chapter 23 Profit

Yu Qing heard that the other party's tone was unkind. She rolled her eyes and thought to herself: Do you need to know the secret code to come to this place?

But it was her first time here and she didn’t know what the password was!

When the other party was getting impatient with waiting, Yu Qing felt relieved and honestly confessed: "I'm selling or buying things."

The other party didn't expect the woman to answer like this. She was obviously stunned, and then lowered her voice and asked: "Are you selling or buying?"

Is the treatment different for selling or buying?

"Sell!"

"Pay two cents."

Yu Qing blankly took out a two-cent ticket and handed it in, only to realize that she didn't have to pay to buy anything.

When we entered the market, we discovered that it was also dark, with sellers standing motionless on the roadside and buyers walking back and forth with flashlights.

I passed by the seller and turned on the flashlight to look at the things on the ground. I didn't find anything I wanted. I quickly turned off the flashlight again, as if I was afraid of wasting the battery.

This is also the reason why Yu Qing saw lights in the distance.

"So cautious." Yu Qing muttered in her heart.

Yu Qing did not squeeze in a crowded place, but found a deserted corner and took out the contents of the bag.

There aren't many other things in her studio, but there are a lot of clothes, shoes and hats. But there are very few that can be taken out.

This time she didn't find clothes that fit the era. She only found two black scarves and a raincoat for an electric bicycle, and tried these two first.

A black scarf should not be out of style for this era. The raincoat is a second-hand item that has been used by employees for a long time. Many people in this era own bicycles. This raincoat should not be difficult to sell.

Sure enough, the first two scarves were sold for six yuan, and the raincoat was finally bought by a man in formal clothes for seven yuan.

The first time she came to the market to sell things, Yu Qing gained thirteen yuan. Excluding the two cents she handed over, she made a total profit of twelve yuan and eighty cents.

Finally having her own money in her pocket, Yu Qing felt relieved. She patted her pocket and was now in the mood to visit the market. In fact, it was almost the same as a roadside stall.

However, there is no bustle like the roadside stalls. Everyone, whether sellers or buyers, is tacitly silent and will not make any inquiries unless necessary.

Not to mention making a lot of noise!

After shopping around, most of the items sold were food-related and a few daily necessities. Yu Qing passed by a stall and stopped when she saw handmade cloth shoes on the ground.

"Are these cloth shoes available in size 37?"

"Code 37?"

The stall owner was a middle-aged woman. Because it was dark, she couldn't see her face clearly. Someone came to ask, so she hurriedly said: "Sister, are you wearing it yourself?"

Yu Qing hummed.

"You wear it yourself. You can try it on on the spot to see which pair is suitable. I don't know what size 37 you are talking about. I make these shoes according to the sizes of my family members. There is always a pair of shoes that fits you."

feet."

Yu Qing was slightly stunned. The shoe seller didn't know what size 37 was?

Later, I thought of a universal reason: the present is no better than the future.

Then I picked up a pair of about the same size and tried it on. They just fit. Cloth shoes are not expensive either, a pair costs RMB 5.00, while cotton shoes cost RMB 2.00.

Yu Qing asked for two pairs, a pair of single shoes and a pair of cotton-padded shoes.

A trip in the middle of the night can be said to be a satisfying return.

Before going to bed, I thought that I could wear warm cotton shoes to collect debts tomorrow.

At the same time, the other person who was being missed, Mi Qianjin, was unable to sleep due to the smell of feet all over the house.

Before leaving get off work today, I heard a message from the doorman saying that his parents were here.

He hurriedly went to the factory gate to pick up his parents, and learned from them that Yu Qing might have read the family letters. They were worried that something would be exposed, so they chased after him.

I didn't catch the bus to the city yesterday, so I stayed in the county for one night and took a small road to the city the next day.

(End of chapter)