Chapter 86 That Bitch Won’t Fool Us, Right?

Yu Xinyan saw that Brother Biao was so cheerful and did not feel any malice from him, so she nodded at him: "Definitely."

After that, the man left. Yu Xinyan directly confirmed the delivery place and time with the little boss, and asked for ten sacks from him.

She bought some sacks before, but the quantity was not enough: "Then let's make an agreement. When you go over, bring twenty sacks. By the way, what I want are new sacks. Don't fool me, otherwise, next time Once I have a good product, I will never look for you again."

The little boss laughed angrily at Yu Xinyan and gave her a thumbs up.

He still hasn't figured out why Brother Biao wants to charge her the price of fine grains, but since Brother Biao has said it, he has his reasons for the appointment, and this woman is really getting into trouble.

He then muttered something to the people next to him.

After a while, the man came back with a backpack: "The sacks are all in here. It's easier to carry a backpack."

Yu Xinyan thanked her and left with the basket on her back.

The man holding the basket looked at the little boss: "Brother Guzi, do you want to follow her?"

The man named Gu Zi shook his head: "No need, the black market has black market rules. We can't break the rules just because someone is a woman."

After saying that, he opened the door and walked through the back door to another courtyard: "Brother Biao."

Brother Biao was sitting there carving something: "Leaving?"

Guzi sat down and said, "Let's go. The woman also said she wanted thirty new sacks, and warned me that I wanted new ones. If I fool her, she won't come to us next time if there are good things."

A smile appeared on Brother Biao's lips: "Then do as she said."

Gu Zi was a little confused: "Brother Biao, do you know her?"

Brother Biao put down the carving knife in his hand, picked up the tea on the table and took a sip: "I don't know him."

He pointed to the rice and wheat grains he brought back on the table: "Take a good look at it yourself."

Gu Zi looked at the rice and wheat grains on the table in confusion, stretched out his hands and took a few grains in each hand. When he twisted them open, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said excitedly: "It's such a good thing. I don't know where she came from." Made it?"

Suddenly something came to mind: "Brother Biao, those ladies won't fool us, right?"

Brother Biao let out a slight 'hum', then lowered his head and continued carving: "She doesn't dare."

Gu Zi knew that Brother Biao had countless readers, so he would not miss it. He looked at the things in his hand with a smile: "If they are all of this quality, they will definitely sell for a good price and get a lot of benefits."

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Yu Xinyan had already thought about the place for the transaction. There was a forest next to the stop sign for the machine factory and waiting for the bus. You could freely enter and exit the forest toward the city, but there was a bridge on the other side of the machine factory stop sign. You can climb over it, but neither bicycles nor other cars can get over it.

When they go to pick up the goods, they will definitely not come in the direction of the machine factory. After finishing the transaction and leaving, they turn a corner and climb over the bridge, just in time to catch the last train back to the machine factory.

After leaving the black market, Yu Xinyan walked around a few times and saw that no one was following her. Then she put all the sacks in the backpack back into the space and went straight to the department store without removing her makeup.

He Jinxuan gave a lot of cloth tickets, and I don't know whether he exchanged them with others or saved them.

She first pulled out the material for Ye Sili and Ye Syan to make single clothes, and then gave them the material to make half-sleeved shorts. Then she also pulled out a single suit for herself. Seeing that there were still tickets left, but it was not enough, she only gave them He Jinxuan pulled the fabric used to make the half sleeves.

If you don't charge him a processing fee, just treat him as the cloth ticket he used to buy the cloth himself.