Sumu wood in the quadrangle welcomes spring

Beixiao City has a T-shaped layout.

Next to the west wall of Prince Chun's Mansion from south to north, there is a small alley in the middle, and there is another area of ​​several dozen meters to the west.

Sumu seemed to be at ease in the environment of Xiaoshi.

He is focused and enjoys it.

The food in your own space is about to be harvested.

Because the conversion of light energy in the space is very stable, the temperature is constant, and the land is upgraded from the most fertile black soil.

Its level of fertility is even worse.

Su Mu estimated that everything in space may be caused by energy factors.

But that's just speculation.

But these are important factors affecting the grain growth cycle and yield.

After the transition of the first batch of food growth cycles, Sumu no longer has to worry about food.

Therefore, all the grains from the Shunzi Grain Station can be packed and sold with confidence.

The proportion of grain purchased in the capital has been reduced, and the grain output will be rationed every day.

Now there are people queuing up at the entrance of various grain stations every day.

I was afraid that I would not be able to buy food that day and would go hungry.

As a result, food prices on the black market in Beijing are increasing every day.

Things are more valuable when they are rare.

Therefore, after Su Mu stayed at the T-shaped corner for five minutes, he found that the goal he had set before was conservative.

The 40 kilograms of stick noodles were almost snatched up like crazy.

It once caused congestion at the corner.

Because there is no voice communication, we can only wait in line to chat about the price.

Therefore, every transaction of Su Mu had a slight increase. When the last 5 pounds of stick noodles were sold, it had increased by one-third from the first wave of 5 pounds, and the other party had no intention of counter-offering.

It's like they are afraid that they won't be able to buy it if they pay the price.

It feels like money is no longer money, food is the special medicine to extend life.

Su Mu looked up.

I saw the people lining up behind me with regretful eyes.

With his face covered, he could only see his eyes.

Get up and leave.

Food can be sold, but it cannot cause large-scale riots.

After Su Yingjun's suggestion, Su Mu also knew that there were actually people in every Xiaoshi who were secretly watching.

After producing dozens of kilograms of stick noodles, it is still not struggling on the edge of its bottom line.

But if you do this continuously, there is a problem.

Su Mu calmed down her impulsive heart, plunged into the crowd, and began a patchwork-style bartering journey.

Under the influence of the special ability of space, this has become Su Mu's specialty.

All the way from the T-shaped entrance to the west, we went back and forth over a distance of tens of meters.

Sumu not only completed a three-party transaction, but also reversed three transactions in which supply and demand directly matched the supply and demand of both parties.

The biggest drawback of Xiaoshi is that there is no voice to shout.

For the market, the lack of publicity and dissemination channels directly affects the transaction rate.

Su Mu came for this situation.

It can be regarded as grasping Xiaoshi's pain point at the moment.

For some people, due to the special nature of their products, it is difficult to even display them for people to visit.

This requires Sumu to try his luck.

He was lucky enough to meet such a person just now.

I thought he was a buyer, so I looked around hesitantly.

Unexpectedly, when I went up to strike up a conversation, I found out that he was a big seller.

He held a bunch of tickets in his hand.

The main ones are cloth tickets and cotton tickets, supplemented by non-staple food tickets such as candy tickets and cake tickets. There are Fenjiu tickets, Xifeng tickets and Moutai tickets, and even one pound and two taels of melon seeds and peanut tickets...

This person started out as a small leader at least.

There are four pockets, and the upper left pocket still has pen marks.

Su Mu had sharp eyes and looked carefully.

Otherwise, why would you think it was a buyer who came together to connect.

The other party didn't want anything, so he took out a few grains of rice from his pocket, stretched it out in front of Su Mu's eyes.

The grip was a little wet.

Maybe the person had been holding it and digging it into his pocket just for show.

Or maybe someone seems calm, but in fact they are so nervous that their palms are sweating...

Su Mu nodded.

He doesn't lack for this stuff.

The next step is to negotiate the price.

The quantity was quickly finalized, and the middle-aged man also added two big black tens and a small handful of scattered small tickets.

Su Mu handed the bulging sack directly to the middle-aged man.

Su Mu wandered around in the crowd of tens of meters, and the sack in his hand gradually bulged unknowingly.

The bulging sack is opaque, and Sumu can transform the inside into anything in his space.

When traded to middle-aged men, it’s all rice.

Very heavy.

The middle-aged man pulled it, his eyes immediately showing surprise, and then a look of surprise.

With his waist bent and his knees bent, the middle-aged man grabbed the mouth of the sack with both hands, trying to carry it on his back.

Su Mu kindly offered a hand.

Before the middle-aged man could turn around and nod his thanks, he turned around and plunged into the crowd.

So much rice had just been traded, and Su Mu had to get out of the way quickly.

Although there was no sensation caused by setting up stalls, I was still worried.

After all, middle-aged people are not very strong, so the way they walk with a sack on their shoulders is destined to attract attention.

Just in case, Su Mu chose to leave the area as soon as possible.

On the north-south road to the west wall of Prince Chun's Mansion.

After a while, Su Mu had another linen bag in his hand. It was a bit wet inside, and if you smell it carefully, there is still a fishy smell.

The space lake is full of fish, so you can take it out to exchange for some supplies or money.

I exchanged more than ten eggs with an old lady.

The old lady specially took the crucian carp.

When the old lady got up and left, Su Mu took the opportunity.

Putting the sacks in front of him, Su Mu sat down on the ground, leaned back, and leaned against the corner.

He was not tired, but this sitting position was the most comfortable.

I am wearing a 'professional suit' for shopping in Xiaoshi and working as a business owner, so I am not afraid of getting dirty.

There is also a front-loading washing machine in the space that combines washing and drying. A single-layer suit like this can be put out and dressed in a quarter of an hour.

There are also many people who are interested in fish.

But the price is very high.

No concessions.

If the price is cheaper than outside, why would he bother to sell goods here?

However, after sitting for a while, Su Mu suddenly became a little uneasy.

There is a small stream of wind seeping up from under my butt.

This is definitely unusual.

The back is the wall of Prince Chun's Mansion.

Why is there cold air coming out from underground?

Su Mu's special ability to manipulate space with his consciousness extends to the bottom of his butt...

A dark, dark but unusually dry space came into Su Mu's mind.

I don’t know exactly how deep the hematoxylin is.

Because his consciousness dived very deep into the ground, he discovered this empty space, but due to his limited ability, he reached his limit without touching the bottom.

I can only feel a general environment, and the area is definitely not small.

There was a skinny little old man squatting in front of Sumu, reaching out and pulling at the mouth of the sack a few times.

He even poked one of the fish with his index finger.

Su Mu didn't stop.

Although the other party's action has violated Xiaoshi's unspoken rules.

Because at this time, most of his mind was on the hidden space he suddenly discovered under his butt.

The old man pulled out a piece of blue cloth and signaled to Su Mu.

The two began to bargain over the price.

Su Mu shook his head twice and finally made a deal with the skinny old man.

This is the lowest price for Sumu wood trading, and it is not much different from the price offered by the people around when fishing in Shichahai.

It's just that Su Mu's heart wasn't here, so the old man made a mistake.