Rebirth in the 50s: The Couple with the Hidden Space novel Chapter 624

Chapter 624: Chapter 502: Selling Pots

Another weekend arrives.

In the early morning hours, Zhang Guoqing smiled and gently touched the little domineering face of his son in the middle.

"Don’t wake him up, let’s go quickly."

"Wear something warm."

After washing up, the couple left the Big Courtyard, found a hidden spot, disguised themselves, and headed to the Black Market.

Zhang Guoqing stood at the alley entrance with a sack full of ten large pots on his back, waiting for a moment. Soon, two men appeared at the bridgehead, pushing carts while sizing things up.

"They’re here."

After speaking, he pulled Zhou Jiao close and approached them.

"Hey brother, one hundred pounds of lean meat, the rest is all processed bones and scraps, and the blood sausages are stuffed. Can I take a look at the pots first?"

Zhang Guoqing, disguised as a middle-aged man, glanced at the meat, placed the sack on the ground, and revealed the neatly stacked large pots to them.

"Thank you so much. These are good pots, even better than what we used before. Everything on the market is junk now, thank you so much."

Zhang Guoqing didn’t feel there was much to be thankful for; after all, he wasn’t giving them away for free. Watching the two leave gratefully, he picked up his things and walked away.

It’s hard to say who was losing in this trade. A large-diameter pot cost him seventeen bucks, but now it was in high demand on the Black Market, fetching at least thirty.

Currently, large pots are in short supply and of poor quality, though prices haven’t risen much. When the market stabilizes, they shouldn’t be hard to find.

Meanwhile, a hundred pounds of lean meat could sell for three hundred bucks on the Black Market. Both are rare and coveted items now. It’s unclear who’s at a loss; in the end, it’s about mutual need and willingness.

Walking a bit further, Zhou Jiao proudly boasted, "See how clever I am?"

Zhang Guoqing smirked playfully. He always thought Zhou Jiao bought all the iron pots. She bought them, but he didn’t know she mixed in some old ones too.

Zhou Jiao glanced around, seeing no one, and whispered, "What’s that look for! Our son insisted on bringing back two of our big pots. I thought, why not? So I accidentally snagged a good one from the garbage heap."

"Haha, nicely done! Better to stash it than waste it."

Zhang Guoqing absentmindedly praised her while scanning for a safe spot, where he then put down two sacks.

"I don’t plan to sell the other pots, new or old, anytime soon."

Zhang Guoqing agreed. Last time he sold pots on the Black Market, buyers almost fought over them. It’s risky business; better to be cautious.

"Alright. Keep what you like and we’ll keep the rest."

Without hesitation, Zhou Jiao stored everything away. With a thought, she packed a bag with what she wanted. She took out a bag, opened a flashlight, and looked inside to confirm it was right.

Zhang Guoqing didn’t bother checking what was inside. Knowing Zhou Jiao, cautious as always, it must be something like bones and scraps.

As for the meat and blood sausages, she wouldn’t blatantly display them.

The couple removed their disguises and, seeing nothing unusual, hurried away.

After all that, they returned home as the sky began to brighten.

Aunt Chen, preparing breakfast in the kitchen, brightened up when she saw the items in the bag, "Good bones, perfect for cooking soup for Ping’an, and it can be used as a soup base too."

Zhou Jiao nodded, "Handle it as you see fit. I’m going to lie down for a bit."

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