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The broad-faced black market guard held up a cigarette in his hand and blew out a puff of smoke with an arrogant tone.

"King of Hell, you can actually see him if you want. If you are interested, I can inform you."

Lin Chen saw him knocking on the side of his pocket a few times with his other hand, and immediately understood what he meant, and quickly stuffed a pack of cigarettes into his pocket.

The broad-faced man then dropped the cigarette butt and crushed it with his foot, saying, "Come here again in the evening, and I promise to let you see him."

Lin Chen smiled and went home first. When he got home, he saw Yu Xiaofeng chasing Lin Tao with a broom.

"You are a metamorphosis son, you only know how to play cards every day, but you don't know how to do some work for me! I am an old man and I will die in your Lin family sooner or later!"

Seeing Lin Tao run away quickly, she sat down on the ground and cried loudly.

Recently, such scenes have been happening every now and then.

No wonder Yu Xiaofeng collapsed. After Ma Huijuan left, she had to take care of the old lady and Lin Bao's family. She also had to do household chores such as cooking, washing, sweeping, and Lin Tao was away from home all day.

Fortunately, I had the labor bonus money distributed by the team in my hands, otherwise I wouldn't even have the money to buy some meat.

Looking next door, Wang Xiufen and Jiang Ning were making money by making clothes, and Lin Chen had cultivated a large field of fungus, which he estimated could be sold for a lot of money, which really made her jealous.

I have never been so unlucky before. When did I start to have bad luck?

Seeing Lin Chen cutting off the fungus and drying it on the dustpan, she thought to herself: "With so many fungus, you can't find any if you steal them, right?"

In the evening, Lin Chen rode away on her bicycle. When Jiang Ning wasn't paying attention, she secretly took some fungus and mixed herself with a small cold dish, which she ate happily.

......

Today is the day after school for Lin Qiao. Lin Chen first went to pick up Lin Qiao from school.

When they arrived at the school gate, they saw Lin Qiao and Li Jianfeng standing together from a distance.

The two were talking and laughing. Suddenly, Li Jianfeng leaned down and moved his hand to Lin Qiao's face. His eyes were focused and expressionless, as if he was going to hold her face and kiss her in the next second...

Lin Chen was so anxious that he pedaled his bicycle like crazy, trying to stop Li Jianfeng from being a gangster. Who knew, when he came to them and made an emergency stop, and was about to push Li Jianfeng away, he discovered that he was just picking up dirt from Lin Qiao's hair.

You know what I mean!

Lin Chen glared at him with a bit of disgust, then pulled Lin Qiao and left quickly.

"Xiaoqiao, stay away from Li Jianfeng from now on, the look in his eyes is evil!" He warned her along the way.

Lin Qiao chuckled: "Brother, are you exaggerating? He is only sixteen years old, and he is younger than me!

I am now on the same team as him for the physics competition, and it is normal to walk with him. "

I really don’t understand why my eldest brother is so sensitive, everyone thinks that way.

After sending Lin Qiao home, Lin Chen went to the countryside again carrying the fungus.

This time, he successfully met the King of Hell.

This King of Hell wore a head of disheveled hair, covering most of his face, and the collar of his clothes was standing up, making it impossible to see his true face.

However, with this height and body shape, why do you think you have seen it before?

"Do you want to cooperate with me?" Without allowing him to think too much, the King of Hell spoke, his voice obviously deliberately husky.

Lin Chen: "Yes, I heard that you control the black market now. I have a batch of fungus on hand that I want to sell. Do you want it?"

"The fungus is in short supply and is in short supply everywhere. How many do you have?" the King of Hell asked him.

Lin Chen: "First tell me how much price you can offer?"

He is not stupid. If you tell him that you have 500 kilograms on hand, you will definitely lower the price severely.

Unexpectedly, the King of Hell directly told him that he could give up to one piece.

The black market can sell at least two yuan a pound of dried fungus, but he only sells one piece, so he might as well retail it.

"Your offer is too low. I can accept it for one dollar and a half. Waiting to hear when you change your mind!"

After Lin Chen finished speaking, he left without looking back.

The King of Hell looked at his leaving figure and chuckled: "This market is mine now, let's see who dares to take your goods? If you want to retail, then don't even think about it!"

He looked at Lin Chen's leaving figure with a fierce look in his eyes.

When Lin Chen got home, the meal was ready and waiting for him to wash his hands and eat.

Jiang Ning asked him if he had found a buyer?

Lin Chen said while washing his hands: "I have seen that black market king of hell, but the price is too low. I don't agree. Let's think of other ways. If it doesn't work, just go to retail."

Retailing takes a lot of effort, so Jiang Ning suggested that he go to the county town to have a look.

"That's right, why did I forget that there is a Biaoye in the county."

Lin Qiao raised her head blankly: "Brother, I don't understand what you are saying. What about the King of Hell and Master Biao? Who are they? Do I know them?"

Lin Chen looked at her with a smile: "This is an adult matter, you don't need to know."

She thought to herself, she goes to school every day, how would she know these black market figures?

The next day, Lin Chen took the samples to the county seat.

He felt very uneasy. He hadn't seen Master Biao for a long time and didn't know if he was still operating in the black market?

He wandered around the back alley of the movie theater but didn't see anyone, and then went to the warehouse where three large items were parked to try his luck, but still didn't see him. Just when he was about to give up, Biao Ye made his appearance...

He had a slicked back hair, a long woolen coat, big leather shoes, and a cigarette in his hand, looking pretentious.

Lin Chen looked very friendly and greeted him with a smile.

"Master Biao, we meet again!"

Jiang Ning originally wanted to reach out and pat his shoulder, but found that she couldn't reach it, so she patted his arm instead.

"Xiao Lin, long time no see. Where did you get rich recently?"

Lin Chen smiled: "Master Biao is joking. How can I, a third-generation poor peasant, dare to make a fortune? I have a batch of fungus in my hand recently. I wonder if you can sell it?"

Jiang Ning's expression was frozen, she held up the cigarette and pretended to be thoughtful, letting the smoke mist. She paused for more than ten seconds before saying:

"Take it, how much is it? You make a price!"

Lin Chen told the truth: "I have five hundred kilograms on hand now, and there will be more in the future, one yuan and fifty one kilogram."

Jiang Ning sighed, he was really sincere, and no matter how much psychological value he gave to the King of Hell, he gave it to her as well.

She naturally agreed, "No problem, but I have a condition. From now on, you can only give me your goods, and you can't retail them yourself."

The goods could be shipped out immediately, so there was nothing wrong with it. Lin Chen immediately agreed.

The two parties agreed to deliver the goods in the afternoon.

When they were about to break up, Jiang Ning suddenly had the idea to give Lin Chen a test. She asked him to lower his head and whispered in his ear:

"Xiao Lin, do you know that fabrics like Doliang are very popular in Yangcheng now, and it is estimated that they will also become popular here in Hunan Province next year.

I happen to have a batch on hand, would you like to try it? "

As soon as she came closer, Lin Chen smelled a faint fragrance, which was very similar to the smell of his wife.

I originally wanted to refuse outright, but inexplicably changed my mind:

“It’s so cold now, can Deliang still be sold?”