Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 279 - 0279 String-Pulling Trade 3_1

Chapter 279: Chapter 0279 String-Pulling Trade 3_1

Feng Qingxue turned around, she couldn’t find Shen Feihong, but she saw her cousin from her uncle’s family, Wang Dachun.

Wang Dachun was carrying a shoulder pole, with a bamboo basket hung on each end.

The weighty bamboo baskets bent the pole, he also noticed Feng Qingxue. They lived in the same production brigade, often paid visits to each other, he had seen Feng Qingxue player her ruse before, so he recognized her straight away.

He shook his head at Feng Qingxue, without any conversation.

Feng Qingxue was understanding, hence she didn’t approach him to say hello, pretending to be a stranger in return.

Wang Dachun quickly settled the trade with someone, and left the black market in two separate ways, definitely aiming to find a solitary place to carry out the transaction.

Just as Feng Qingxue, having not met Shen Feihong, was preparing to leave, an old woman carrying a basket on her back walked up to her and said in a low voice, "Girl, do you remember me?" While speaking, her eyes were fixed on the basket behind Feng Qingxue.

There were just too many people who had traded with Feng Qingxue, she couldn’t remember them all.

So, she shook her head and said, "I’m sorry, old woman, I have a bad memory, please bear with me."

The old woman wasn’t surprised and whispered, "Last year, under the old elm tree, I exchanged a diamond ring for eight kilos of your coarse flour."

Feng Qingxue thought for a while, it seemed like such a thing did happen.

At that time, she frequently changed her disguises and shuttled through various black markets, exchanging various items for foodstuff, diamond rings, jade brands, jade bracelets, a genuine painting by a famous painter, and a clear mud inkstone.

"Do you need something from me?" Feng Qingxue neither admitted nor denied.

Looking down, it was no wonder she was recognized, she was wearing some of her old clothes from back then.

The old woman wasn’t bothered about whether or not Feng Qingxue would admit it, as long as the other party had grains, "Could I... Could I exchange some grain from you? Coarse grain, coarse grain will do, as long as it can fill the stomach."

Feng Qingxue sighed.

Although Wanglou Brigade had a bumper harvest, the situation in other places remained grim.

"Come with me."

Feng Qingxue left the black market first, leisurely strolling around and walking towards a place where there were no people.

After a while, the old woman hurried over, panting heavily, stretching out her hand in front of Feng Qingxue, holding an emerald pendant in her palm. The base was made of platinum, with a circle of white diamonds encasing a gorgeous and pure emerald.

Under the sunlight, it was absolutely dazzling.

"Girl, how much grain can this be traded for?" Having this item was only for show not for food, and she had to be constantly vigilant, for fear of being raided. The old woman has been going in and out of the black market to exchange for food as much as possible during this period after the autumn harvest. This way, she wouldn’t have to worry about winter. She had exchanged some food and brought it home these past few days, but who would think they have too much grain? It would be better to exchange more and hoard them at home.

Feng Qingxue directly took out a sack of about ten kilos of cornmeal from her basket, "This is all I have."

The old woman’s eyes brightened, "Exchange, exchange!" It was already beyond her expectation.

Yesterday, she only exchanged twenty kilos of fresh sweet potatoes with a gold ring set with a ruby, and that was fresh sweet potatoes, not dried ones.

She was afraid that Feng Qingxue would go back on her word, she hurriedly stuffed the emerald pendant into her hand, expectantly saying, "Girl, there are a pair of earrings, a ring, and a brooch that match this pendant. They are all fine things, brought over from overseas by foreigners before the revolution. Could you get me some more grain? I will give all these jewelry pieces to you, not to anyone else."

"We’ll talk about it if there’s a chance, our family’s grain is stretched thin too." Feng Qingxue took the pendant, poured the cornmeal into the bag she had brought, and did not promise anything instantly.