Chapter 891： stealing vanishing cream 2

If there is no evidence, it is not easy to bite Liu Li, Xu Lingling had to say, "Okay, wait for me, don't let me find the evidence, otherwise I will never finish with you."

Xu Lingling said, not forgetting to remind the other people in the dormitory, "If you have anything, hurry up and hide it, it's better to lock it in a box, so as not to be targeted by some shameless people and steal your things. , it will be disgusting to death by then."

Zhao Xiulan pondered for a while, and it is true that precious things can't be placed in the bedroom casually.

Hey, how can some people's quality be so low?

It's really disgusting to think about using other people's things without their consent.

Liu Li's face was not good-looking, but at the same time she was relieved.

Fortunately, Xu Lingling had no evidence, otherwise it would really be over.

The next day was Sunday, and there was still a day off.

Some people in the dormitory want to go out for a walk, some want to have a good rest, and some want to review their homework.

Relatively speaking, people in this era still attach great importance to learning, and they all want to learn professional knowledge, otherwise, they will not be able to cope with the exam.

Zhao Xiulan didn't have any professional knowledge to review. She wanted to walk around the provincial capital to see if there was any chance to do some business and exchange for something good.

After all, it is a provincial capital, and the probability of encountering good things is relatively much higher.

In addition, Zhao Xiulan is also going to the post office to write a letter to Jiang Cheng, and send him something by the way.

Before Jiangcheng took the train, it would be inconvenient to bring too many things. Now, go directly to the post office and send it to him, so that Jiangcheng will not have to carry it hard.

In addition, I wrote a letter to Zhao Weiguo and sent it directly to the production team, informing her that she had come to study and that she had been in class for a week, so she was quite comfortable here.

After going to the post office, Zhao Xiulan found an alley, entered the space, dressed up in the space, covered up her face, and then came out of the space to find the black market in the provincial capital.

This black market is easy to find, usually in train stations, bus stations, or some small alleys.

Zhao Xiulan went to the black market and saw an aunt, well-dressed, looking around, presumably she came to the black market to buy something, so she walked over and asked the aunt, "Aunt, do you want meat, do you want rice, Do you want white noodles?"

The aunt thought she had heard it wrong, and asked Zhao Xiulan in surprise, "Daughter, do you have meat? Rice? White noodles?"

"some!"

"That's good, that's good, I want, let's find a remote place to trade, shall we?"

"good!"

After the two of them were talking, they came to an alley. Seeing that there was no one there, the aunt asked Zhao Xiulan again, "Daughter, how much meat, how much rice and flour do you have, and how do you sell it at this price?"

Zhao Xiulan quoted the price, "The meat is five yuan a catty, plus half a catty of meat tickets.

Rice and white noodles are two yuan and five kilograms, half a kilogram of food stamps. If you don't give a ticket, you can give three yuan a pound. "

When the aunt heard that the price quoted by Zhao Xiulan was quite low, she nodded and said, "Okay, girl, give me as much as you want. During this time, my old man is sick and needs meat and refined grains to replenish his body."

"I have three catties of pork, ten catties of rice, and ten catties of white noodles. Madam, are you sure you want them all?"

When the aunt heard that Zhao Xiulan had so many, she nodded happily and replied, "I want it, I want it, girl, if you want, sell it to me! I'll give you money and tickets."