Because of a piece of air-dried sausage, Shen Yunfang had warmed up to the people around her. In such a small space, since no one could sleep at night, everyone started chatting, exchanging sentences back and forth.
Yunfang, a young girl on her first long journey, didn't have much to engage in conversation, so she could only lend her ears and listen to what everyone had to say.
And you know, whether it was because everyone got carried away talking or for some other reason, a young man nearby actually started talking about his experience buying eggs in the provincial capital's black market.
This was really like delivering a pillow to someone who had just fallen asleep. She had just been wondering where to inquire about whether the provincial capital had a black market or not, and now someone had brought it up directly.
Yunfang discreetly inquired about the exact location of the black market, and made a mental note of it.
