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Xiao Zhao came back with a basket on his back.

The supply and marketing cooperative in the county is very close to them, so the people in the supply and marketing cooperative have more knowledge. When they hear Xiao Zhao’s operations, they know what’s going on. They didn’t say anything, and immediately called it and counted the money.

Logically, 1 cent per pound of bean sprouts, and they followed the instructions and gave 1 pound of 15 cents.

The bean sprouts were so attractive that the overweight clerk picked up one and ate it.

Then he widened his eyes and reached out to get them again.

"Bang!" Xiao Zhao slapped him in the hand, but he said that he could not lose any one! One of them was missing! How would he explain when he went back!

"I'll share this bean sprout with 1 pound, no, 10 pounds!" said the clerk.

"No! No one is sold!" Xiao Zhao left with a basket on his back.

"The head is 103 kilograms in total, which is 15 yuan and 40 cents." Xiao Zhao handed over the account.

Wang Meng turned his hand and gave it to Hua Zhao.

Hua Zhao was happy and sold for 15 yuan in one basket! The cost is only 7 kilograms of mung beans, two or three yuan!

Such a basket makes a net profit of about 12 yuan. What if 10 baskets are sold a day? What about more?...

Wow, you want to make a fortune!

"Uncle Wang, what are you going to deal with these bean sprouts?" Hua Zhao asked suddenly.

"I took half of it home and gave it to my relatives, and the remaining half will be divided in this courtyard." He said directly without seeing it.

"Uncle Wang, I have 7 baskets of bean sprouts. There will be one basket every day from now on. Can you eat it?"

Wang Meng...

"Cough." Hua Qiang coughed awkwardly, but he lowered his head to drink tea without saying anything.

Originally, these words were what he wanted to say, but he didn't expect his granddaughter to think of them... Hua Qiang's eyes were filled with tears. His flowers are really consecrated!

Wang Meng stuffed a handful of bean sprouts into his mouth, and the more he chewed it, the more fragrant he became: "A basket a day, it should be fine."

At worst, you can divide it into several more stores. It is no problem to consume two or three kilograms of so delicious bean sprouts per day. At worst, he will not give it away for nothing, and he will also charge money.

15 a day, 15 a day, his monthly salary is only more than 100 yuan! I can't afford it.

"What if there are 10 baskets a day?" Hua Zhao asked.

"Puff~" Wang Meng sprouted out with a mouthful of bean sprouts. He really couldn't eat it anymore, he had to eat himself into bean sprouts!

"So uncle, you don't need to buy it back and eat it yourself every time. You just say hello to the supply and marketing cooperative here and ask them to collect my bean sprouts, and then they sell it themselves."

Hua Zhao was afraid that they would not expect sales, so he advised: "When the time comes, let everyone in the canteens of each unit try these bean sprouts, and the sales will be no longer a worry. 10 baskets a day are not enough."

In fact, the best selling point for vegetables is the vegetable store, but it is even more difficult for her to enter the vegetable store.

Where do the vegetables sold in the vegetable shop come from? They are not collected from any village, but from "vegetable companies" that specialize in growing vegetables.

There are many rural areas specializing in growing vegetables in the suburbs around the city, and production teams are vegetable clubs.

The vegetable club does not grow grain in the field, only vegetables, potatoes, peppers, eggplant, beans, and various vegetables. The vegetable club handes the vegetables in the vegetable club, just like other production teams hand over public grain every year, and has tasks.

Pay vegetables, change jobs, and settle accounts after autumn.

The vegetable store only collects vegetables from the vegetable store and sells them.

The vegetable farmers in the vegetable club are like half a worker. Although they don’t have a salary, they pay the grain and go to the grain store to buy grain every month. However, the share is different from that of formal workers. For example, if they have 8 kilograms of white flour a month, the vegetable farmers only have 4 kilograms of quota.

Other production teams like Hua Zhao cannot get into other systems.

Wang Meng chewed the bean sprouts and looked at Hua Zhao with his eyes shining: "Old boss, my big niece is OK! This is so smart! This matter is settled! You can bring as much as you can!"
Chapter completed!