Li Wen didn't cook dinner. He ate it at Chang'an Restaurant. He felt that the pot stickers were much more delicious than the Roujiamo.

The most important thing is that he wants to establish a relationship with the master meat cutter of Chang'an Restaurant. Li Wen has five semi-large goats weighing more than 100 kilograms, which will be slaughtered in a month or two.

Although Li Wen can cook mutton himself, his craftsmanship cannot compare with other master chefs.

The chef has real cooking skills, while Li Wen has pure technology and hard work. Many of the condiments in the kitchen are high imitations, no good.

Now I have become quite familiar with Master Wang, and after building a relationship for more than a month, I feel confident asking someone to cook mutton for me.

Otherwise, as soon as he walked away with his front legs, his back legs would be reported and caged in. He didn't want to try such an unjust thing.

"Oh! Dahei, you are really enjoying the blessing of following me. My family doesn't eat as well as you." Li Wen said with emotion as he looked at the two dogs fighting with the pot stickers.

In this day and age, there is nothing Li Wen can do to make his family's life better, and he doesn't dare to do it!

"Forget it, don't think about it too much. My parents are still young. In twenty years they will only be over 60 years old and they will still be able to enjoy happiness." Li Wen comforted himself.

After collecting two baskets of chicken and duck eggs, Li Wen began to slaughter the rabbits, and another batch of one hundred rabbits were ready to be released from the cages.

Using his mental power, Li Wen took out fifty rabbits and began to slaughter them. With a squeaking sound, the necks were separated, and then he bled them, skinned them and removed their internal organs.

Li Wen's speed is getting faster and faster now. With the help of his mental power, he has reached the point where man and knife are one. Fifty rabbits were finished in only two hours.

"My drawing speed is getting faster and faster, and I can challenge the Guinness World Record for killing rabbits." Looking at the two large baskets of rabbits, Li Wen nodded with satisfaction.

"There are more than two thousand rabbit skins. We must digest them quickly, otherwise the permanent warehouse will not be able to store them, and the ordinary warehouse on the second floor will stink." Li Wen touched his chin and muttered to himself.

"Another fruitful day!" After washing, Li Wen lay on the bed and picked up his phone to record today's harvest.

There was action tonight, so Li Wen set the alarm clock and went to bed early.

"Grandpa, your grandson called you. Grandpa, your grandson called you!" The alarm on his cell phone woke Li Wen.

"It's so hard. I didn't expect that in this era, I would still live a life of waking up early and working late at night." Li Wen sighed and walked into the bathroom.

After disguising himself, Li Wen set out wearing a mask and slipped out of the space.

"I have to find a job and buy a house quickly." Li Wen looked at the ruins behind him. In the past few days, Li Wen had been staying in a collapsed house.

It was already 12 o'clock in the morning, the road was dark, and the city's street lights had been turned off.

These days, even in big cities, there are no night markets. It's only nine o'clock in the evening, and all normal people are asleep. Anyone who doesn't go out without sleeping is not a normal person.

In the dark night of the city, a black figure quickly shuttled through the streets and alleys. This black figure was Li Wen.

Li Wen did not ride a bicycle. He was now running at a speed similar to that of a bicycle. With space, his physical fitness had also been greatly enhanced.

At this time, it had only been more than ten years since the founding of the People's Republic of China, and the area of ​​Chang'an City was still very small. The distance between the east, west, north and south urban areas was only a dozen kilometers.

Today Li Wen is going to the black market in the west of the city. There are more electrical and machinery factories in the west of the city. And the residents are mainly old Chang'an people and relatively wealthy.

There are still oxen, horse-drawn carriages, and freight vehicles driving on the road from time to time. These are vehicles that transport vegetables and fruits.

Li Wen turned left and right, and fortunately, he finally found the black market around 1:30.

The big black market in Chang'an is full of people. Before Li Wen entered, he could already see people coming and going, just like a small market.

The black market in Chang'an also has specialized personnel to keep watch and maintain order, but people who enter will not be charged money, so it looks quite atmospheric at first glance.

The black market in the west of the city is next to a cemetery grave. Only the brave dare to come here. The timid ones will probably tremble in fear when passing by.

Li Wen asked the black market staff who were maintaining order. They only charged 50 cents for setting up stalls. Others were free as long as they didn't cause trouble.

Li Wen walked around from beginning to end and found that there was no difference between the black market in Chang'an and the bazaar. The only difference was that many people covered their faces.

Li Wen did not buy or sell anything as soon as he came in. Instead, he looked around and asked about the price.

He is not a novice. The price on the black market is far different from the price on the white market. If he quotes the wrong price, he can easily be taken for granted.

But this black market is really rich in supplies! There are bicycles, sewing machines, and all kinds of daily necessities.

Li Wen took a look and saw that there were fixed stalls, and none of the people setting up stalls had their faces covered. Li Wen knew that there was a lot of energy behind these people.

But Li Wen likes to trade with these people. These people often have good things in their hands, and they can handle them in large quantities.

"Shopkeeper, can you give me your flashlight for fifteen yuan?" Li Wen stood in front of a stall and picked up a flashlight and asked.

"I don't dare, I don't dare, I can't be the shopkeeper of a stall with a basket on my back." The stall owner was a middle-aged man in his forties.

The man's face is full of shrewdness, his words are neither humble nor arrogant, and he has a smile on his face. It's obvious that he has a business background. There are probably not many such people in Weihe County, and they are all talents in this era.

"The price on the black market is always 18 yuan, so 15 yuan is definitely not enough. You are adding some points, and I am giving in. How about 17 yuan and a half?" the man said with a smile.

"It costs eight yuan in a department store, and it's only thirteen yuan including the ticket price. I'll let you make two yuan, which is a lot, right?" Li Wen said after doing the math.

"You see what you said, if department stores have better shopping, you can't come here to buy it, right?"

"Comrade, you are also knowledgeable. Let's do this! In one step, I will give you the lowest price of 16.5 yuan. Is this price sincere?" The man saw the look in Li Wen's eyes and knew that he really wanted to buy it, so he quoted the price.

Got a price.

"There are five flashlights in your stall. I want them all. If there are only these few, I can only pay 15 yuan. If there are more than 10, I can pay 16 yuan." Li Wen said with a slight smile.

"Really?" The man running the stall was obviously stunned for a moment, and then asked questions.

Li Wen smiled and took out a stack of food stamps and cash from his pocket and waved it in front of the man.

"The deal is 16 yuan. Comrade, please wait for a moment and I will arrange the goods for you. Xiao Zhang will help me take a look at the stall." The man shouted to the black market patrol officer on the side, then hurriedly got up and left.

"Comrade smokes." Li Wen smiled and handed a large Qianmen cigarette to the patrolman looking at the stall.

"The big front door with filter, not bad!" The patrol officer in his twenties smiled and took the cigarette.

"Comrade, I would like to ask, where is your boss usually?" After chatting for a while, Li Wen asked.

"What are you asking me about, boss?" The man took the cigarette out of his mouth vigilantly and looked at Li Wen up and down.

"I have a lot of supplies in my hand, including pork, chicken, duck eggs, and grain."

"You are running a black market, so you must be able to consume a large amount of supplies, so I want to get to know Boss Gui." Li Wen said with a smile.

"What did you say, you have a lot of pork?" The patrol boy was stunned for a moment, thinking he heard wrongly.

"That's right, at least 300 kilograms of pork and thousands of kilograms of eggs."

"Hiss!" The patrol boy gasped after hearing this.

Even though they were running a black market, they were also short of meat! The patrol boy instantly felt that his opportunity to rise to the top had come.

"Are you telling the truth? It would be a bad outcome for you to lie to us." The patrol boy confirmed with Li Wen again.

Li Wen didn't speak, just smiled and nodded.

"Okay, when Lao Hu comes later, I will inform my brother and you wait here. As long as you don't lie to me, I will protect you in the black market in the west of the city." The patrol boy promised with a happy face.

"Comrade, I've kept you waiting for a long time. This is what I just mixed, but it's a bit too much. Please take a look." The stall owner who mixed the goods hurriedly returned with a bag.

"Hey! There are quite a few, more than a dozen flashlights." Li Wen took the bag and looked at it.

"I'll give the quality a try, is it okay? But don't worry, I've collected all these flashlights." Li Wen said with a smile.

The patrol boy didn't leave either. He also picked up the battery and helped Li Wen try the flashlight.

There were 19 flashlights in total. Li Wen took out 760 kilograms of coarse grain stamps and made a deal with the stall owner. Nowadays, grain stamps are easier to use than cash. One kilogram of coarse grain stamps is worth 40 cents, and fine grain stamps are one yuan. This is the price on the black market.
Chapter completed!