Siheyuan, Rainwater is the master, Shazhu wins

As he walked, he unknowingly arrived at Guanqian Street again.

There were a lot of snacks here, and he kept picking and buying. After a while, his hands were filled with bags of all sizes.

Later, after enjoying dinner at a state-owned restaurant, he asked the store owner for a big bag and put all the snacks into it.

There is no other way at this moment, so we can only act like this for the time being.

Before long, when you find a secluded corner with no one around, you can put all these objects into that mysterious space.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the night was as dark as ink, pitch black without a trace of light.

People in the city also set out one after another to the black market full of unknowns and temptations.

He Yuzhu knew very well that now was the best time to act.

So he tiptoed to a deserted corner, quietly activated the stealth mode, and then once again stepped into the mysterious and noisy black market.

Not long after he entered, with his keen observation and accurate memory, he quickly found the location of the stall from last night.

Looking closely, I saw the man from last night standing there selling goods.

He Yuzhu couldn't help but feel puzzled, thinking to himself: "Why is this guy still selling things here? Didn't I take away all his stuff yesterday? Could it be that he still has some stock?"

With a heart full of questions, he observed the man with interest.

At this moment, a burst of whispering came into He Yuzhu's ears.

Someone lowered his voice and said, "Hey, have you heard about this? The notorious prodigal son of the Zhang family actually lost a full 100,000 taels of silver overnight!"

Another person echoed, "That's right. Otherwise, where would all the high-quality fabrics come from on the black market? It is said that all of them were stolen from buyers in order to make up for the deficit, and then secretly brought here to sell."

The third person quickly reminded, "Hush - keep your voice down. Can't you see that the people are selling it over there?"

The fourth person snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Humph, since you dare to do such a shameful thing, you are still afraid of what others say."

No one knew where they got the information, but when the seller heard this, his face changed.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if you don't want to buy, you can leave, but please don't say bad things about others. We are selling at a loss, and you are getting a bargain. Why are you still saying such harsh words?"

This has indirectly proved the authenticity of what these people said.

He Yuzhu suddenly realized that there were eight children in the family.

But it is the customers who suffer. Who will dare to buy his goods in the future?

"It's still 20 yuan a piece today. Do you want to buy it? If not, just stay aside and don't disturb my business."

This person's words left everyone speechless. Why did they buy such good cloth? It was for the rich.

If you buy this yourself, your wife will beat you to death. Only a spendthrift would buy this.

He Yuzhu waited for a long time before this person left. He bought five horses today, the same number as yesterday.

He Yuzhu followed him to the yard from last night, and saw many boxes in the cellar again, which surprised He Yuzhu.

It seems that the prodigal son got anxious and replenished the goods within one day. I am just curious why they sent things here if they knew they were missing here.

He was puzzled and simply took all the goods.

"My goodness, this is another hundred boxes of goods, another hundred rolls, seventy-five thousand dollars worth of goods, this prodigal son is really good."

After He Yuzhu sighed, he left.

He soon entered the black market again, passing through the bustling and noisy crowd. Relying on his previous memory and keen observation, after some hard searching, he finally succeeded in finding the warehouse where the black market boss hid the treasures.

When He Yuzhu gently pushed open the slightly shabby door, a heat wave mixed with various smells hit him in the face.

He looked carefully and saw a wide variety of goods piled up in front of him.

The first thing that catches your eye is the mountains of rice bags, followed by pots of fresh seafood, including not only fish, but also prawns and plump hairy crabs.

In addition, there are various other items in the warehouse.

Bicycles were lined up, radios were stacked in the corner, and sewing machines stood quietly to the side.

Such a rich and diverse range of goods really surprised He Yuzhu, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"This is a really big business!"

After thinking for a moment, he decided to put all the things into his own space without any hesitation.

As for how much supplies there were, he had no time to care about it. He just hurriedly completed the storage and then fled the scene quickly like a gust of wind.

You know, this warehouse is one of the important strongholds of the black market bosses. Now that it has been wiped out by He Yuzhu, the entire Suzhou city will surely be in an uproar because of this incident and fall into a period of chaos.

He Yuzhu trotted back to the guesthouse and started washing up impatiently as soon as he entered the door.

After a busy time, he lay down on the bed exhausted and soon lay down to rest.

After all, the train doesn't leave until nine o'clock tomorrow morning, so even if he leaves at seven in the morning, there will be more than enough time.

It was already one o'clock in the morning and everything was quiet. However, He Yuzhu suddenly remembered the supplies in the space, so he hurriedly checked the specific quantity of supplies in the space.

Soon, the system gave detailed statistical results.

Among the goods harvested this time, there were 2000 bags of rice, weighing a total of ten tons.

There were as many as 2600 Songjiang perch, each of which was plump and tender; there were as many as carp, with a total weight of kilograms.

In addition, there were a total of 100 kilograms of various fresh shrimps and a full 100 huge hairy crabs.

Looking at the list, He Yuzhu nodded with satisfaction.

The mountains of items piled up in the space are dazzling, including a dazzling array of pots, pans, and bowls, all neatly arranged.

Fabrics of various colors and textures are stacked together.

There are countless other types of daily necessities, and a rough estimate is that there are hundreds of sets!

In addition, there are ten brand new sewing machines, whose metal shells shine coldly under the light.

Five bicycles were standing against a wall.

Finally, there are ten radios.

Looking at such a rich harvest in front of him, he was secretly delighted, but when he thought about how to deal with those bicycles, he couldn't help but frowned.

It may not be easy to sell these bicycles as a whole, and they may have to be disassembled and disposed of as accessories.

As he thought about it, he gradually felt tired and fell asleep unknowingly.

However, the black market at this time had already become a mess. As the boss of the black market, he was as anxious as an ant on hot pot, sweating profusely.

Although it was late at night and the weather was slightly cool, he felt hot all over and his body was shaking uncontrollably.

Because the goods here do not belong to him alone, many of them are consigned by others.

Now all his belongings are gone. If he can't find them back, he will lose everything he has, not even a pair of underwear left!

"You useless bunch of rubbish, what are you still standing there for? Go find him now! How could something like this happen so late at night!"

He was furious and yelled at his men, accusing them of being a bunch of good-for-nothings who didn't even notice that their things were stolen.

If he hadn't come to inspect it on a whim tonight, I'm afraid this matter would not be discovered until tomorrow.