Wang Xuewen woke up in the middle of the night.
He didn't turn on the lights. When he opened his eyes, he could see everything around him clearly.
This was also one of Blackpupil's abilities, night vision!
Even in the pitch-black night, he could clearly see everything around him.
Wang Xuewen looked at the clock on the wall.
It was now past 2:30 in the morning.
He went to bed at eight o'clock last night and had only slept for about six hours.
Wang Xuewen felt that he was very energetic now.
Got it.
Get up.
Since it was about time, he could go out and look for the ghost market.
The ghost market would only exist at night when there were hundreds of ghosts.
When the sky was about to brighten, there would be no one in the ghost market.
Wang Xuewen put on his clothes and was about to go out.
He suddenly remembered that he should be able to sign in after a day, right?
With a thought, a translucent light screen appeared in front of him.
As expected, the option for the daily fortune was lit up again!
Ding! You have successfully signed in. Congratulations on obtaining the title of Senior Chef!
“？？？”
That was it?
Yesterday, he had received a lot of rewards for signing in. Why was there only one reward today?？
Could it be because it was his first time signing in yesterday?
Just like many games, the rewards for the first charge were more generous?
Wang Xuewen vaguely remembered that when he signed in yesterday, the system seemed to have said that the first signing was successful, and today it was a successful signing.
"Forget it. It's not bad to get a reward every day.”
"Besides, with the title of Senior Chef, his cooking skills should be very good, right? I wonder if there's anyone stronger than Silly Zhu…"
With a thought from Wang Xuewen, he successfully equipped the title of Senior Chef in his backpack.
[Senior Chef: Perfect mastery of all kinds of dishes in Yan Huang, as well as all kinds of basic skills of a chef.]
In an instant, Wang Xuewen felt a lot of information pour into his mind, all of which were related to chefs.
Originally, Wang Xuewen thought that his cooking skills were not bad, better than most housewives.
However, looking back now, his cooking skills in the past were simply not enough.
At most, it was a home-cooked dish.
His understanding of cooking was too shallow and not thorough enough.
He was very basic in knife skills, fire control, seasoning, and material judgment.
The current him was enough to hold a state banquet for the big shots.
He put on his shoes and went to the living room. He put the bowls and chopsticks on the table aside and took out the pig from the storage ring and placed it on the table.
Previously, Wang Xuewen's knife skills were very poor.
He could cut vegetables normally, but he couldn't cut pork perfectly.
The small piece of meat he had cut yesterday was completely cut randomly.
However, he was different now. With a pig in front of him, he knew how to strike perfectly.
In less than five minutes.
Wang Xuewen only used a kitchen knife to dismember the entire beast.
The tenderloin, ribs, pork, thigh meat, and so on were all cut up well.
The entire process was done by cutting, not using a knife at all.
Even if it was a pig's head, he used a kitchen knife to skillfully cut open the joints of the spine and cut off the pig's head.
Wang Xuewen took out another pig from his inventory. After cutting it up, he threw all the pork into his storage ring.
Then, he threw the kitchen knife in.
If they could find a ghost market today, they would set up a stall to sell pork.
I'll sell two first.
Out of ten heads of pork, Wang Xuewen had to sell at least nine.
At the market, a catty of pork was 70 to 80 cents, and they even needed a meat ticket.
No one only had half a catty of meat tickets every month. Without meat tickets, they couldn't buy meat at the market.
If he wanted to eat meat, he could only go to the ghost market to think of a way.
The meat in the ghost market did not need tickets, but it was more expensive, twice as expensive as the meat in the vegetable market.
When the demand was high before the new year, they might be able to sell it at an even higher price.
The big white pig that was rewarded for signing in weighed three to four hundred pounds.
Even if the bones were removed, there would still be two to three hundred catties of meat.
If he sold one pig, two pigs could be sold for 800 to 900 yuan!
It was equivalent to Wang Xuewen's father's lifetime savings and the total compensation from the factory.
As expected, a horse would not be fat without grass at night, and a man would not be rich without windfall.
Wang Xuewen took a relatively clean gunny sack and threw a scale into the storage ring. He also threw the bicycle into the storage ring before quietly leaving the house.
At two or three in the morning, the decent people were already asleep.
The few households in the backyard were all pitch black.
Because he was going to do something shameful, Wang Xuewen didn't go through the main entrance.
He climbed over the wall from the backyard and left the courtyard house.
With his original physique, it was basically very difficult for him to climb over the wall.
However, with the Azure Dragon bloodline, his physique was no longer the same as before.
He could even carry a pig that weighed three to four hundred pounds. This was something that he would never have been able to do in the past.
He climbed over the wall and left the courtyard house. He looked around and saw that there was no one on the road.
Wang Xuewen took out his bicycle from his storage ring and rode it away.
The capital was so big, and it might not even be possible to find the ghost market by walking.
It was much faster to ride a bicycle.
This was also the reason why he bought a bicycle.
Wang Xuewen rode his bicycle through the streets and alleys.
In this day and age, other than the street lamps, the alleys were all pitch black.
But regardless of whether there was a light or not, it didn't affect Wang Xuewen.
Even though it was pitch black, he could still see everything clearly.
Not to mention a pit, he could even see a small stone on the road clearly.
After strolling for more than half an hour, they finally found the ghost market under the Old Imperial City Root in the western part of the city.
Under the city wall, there were many people standing and squatting.
There were also people who had lanterns by their feet or flashlights in their hands. They were wrapped in cloth, but not much light could be seen.
From afar, they looked like ghost fires.
If it wasn't for Wang Xuewen's night vision, he could clearly see a group of people setting up stalls and looking at goods.
Perhaps he would be frightened too.
No wonder it was called a ghost market.
It was not only because the things they sold were not allowed to be seen in the light, but also because the scene looked like ghosts floating around the grave.
Those who didn't know what was going on would probably think that they had seen a ghost.
Those who were a little timid might even fall seriously ill when they returned.
Wang Xuewen got off the bicycle, found a dark corner, and put a pig's meat in a sack before walking towards the ghost market.
He had miscalculated.
He shouldn't have cut the pork beforehand.
If they were all split up, it would be difficult for him to sell them.
If it wasn't split, he could just carry the two pigs over.
In any case, his knife skills were good, and the cutting speed on the spot was fast.
He squatted down in a corner and took out the pork from the sack.
After a while, someone stopped in front of his stall.
"How much is this pork?" The other party shone the flashlight on the pork and asked in a low voice.
"1.50 RMB per catty. I don't need a ticket." Wang Xuewen also said in a low voice.
He was wearing a cotton-padded jacket, a hat, and a towel wrapped around his face.
No one could recognize him at all.
"Give me 20 catties!"
There was still a month before the New Year. Those who had some money had already started preparing for the New Year.
In this day and age, everything was rationed. Without a ticket, one could not buy it even if they had the money to go to the market.
It wasn't easy to encounter a meat seller in the ghost market, so he naturally couldn't miss it.
The pork sold very quickly. In less than half an hour, all the pigs were sold out.
Fatty meat sold the fastest, while thin meat sold the slowest. Even if the price was much cheaper, no one liked it.
There was a lack of oil these days, so fat meat could produce oil.
If the lean meat was not oily enough, it would burn the pot.
A pig. Other than the head of the pig, everything else was sold.
It was sold for 490 dollars, nearly 500 dollars!
It was worth two years of his salary.
It was still early, so Wang Xuewen went to an empty place and took out another piece of pork.
Continue setting up the stall!
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