There were five or six bags of chocolate in the car, and Yang Geyong reached out and carried it into the store. At this moment, the shelves basically turned into what Yang Geyong saw in the morning, and there was nothing left.
There was one thing that was not sold, it was a magnifying glass. Because it was placed inside and on the top, no one noticed it. Yang Geyong was tall and could see it at a glance.
Yang Geyong introduced to the two girls. Rose pulled Zhao Linger's arm intimately: "Sister-in-law is so beautiful, no wonder my brother likes you so much. It would be the same if it were me."
Zhao Ling'er was originally a donkey. After being praised by Rose, she had long forgotten the fact that she wanted to investigate Rose in Java.
Rose poured the money-collecting bag on the counter and shouted: "Brother, sister-in-law, let's count the money!"
The three of them counted for a while and understood it. It was almost 600 yuan. Zhao Linger asked in a little uncertain question: "Rose, why are there so much change?"
Rose pointed to the label on the shelf. It turned out that Rose set a price for all goods, and none of them were integers. Including chocolate, they were all priced at 1.18 yuan. Zhao Linger asked curiously: "Why do you place a price like this?"
Rose shook her head: "I don't know either. Anyway, I used to sell the standard goods like this."
Zhao Ling'er also saw the things that Rose sold just now. Every time Yang Geyong would bring some back, they were all matched by Zhao Ling'er half-sold and half-given. However, she didn't expect that these things were sold at a sky-high price by Rose, which made her really regret it.
After counting the money, Rose pushed all the money to Zhao Linger: "Sister-in-law, this is the money sold by my brother, please put it away."
Zhao Ling'er was not willing to collect the money, and pushed it back: "Sister, this is the money of our two families, half of yours. This thing has no capital, so you can buy the goods with these six hundred, even if your brother helps you."
Rose shook her head: "Sister-in-law, brothers, settle the accounts clearly. This kind of border trade goods are very intimate here. I can't take your things in vain."
The two of them gave in for a long time, and finally agreed that the store had a third of the shares. The money was used to enter some daily necessities. Yang Geyong would not have the same variety next time he purchased the goods. It would be better to have everything.
After all, Shihezi is a regiment-soldier city with a large population of migrant workers. Foreign products are still very attractive to Chinese people at this time. Especially those mainlanders who come to visit and learn. After all, Shihezi is known as the "Little Shanghai, the Pearl of Desert" in northern Xinjiang.
Originally, An Zhao Ling'er's idea was to ask Yang Geyong to stay for a few days, but the plan was not as good as a change. Inexplicably, there was an extra store, so the goods were indispensable. So Zhao Ling'er and Yang Geyong went to the supply and marketing department of the division headquarters to get the goods and put some of them down for Rose. The rest of Yang Geyong was taken away directly.
During these days, Yang Geyong had basically never slept well, because he spent most of his nights in the car, and he was obviously losing weight. Before leaving, Zhao Ling'er hugged him: "I'll have to rest for a few days when I come back this time. I feel distressed."
Yang Geyong smiled and drove away. It was four o'clock in the afternoon, and he ran to the port at about twelve o'clock. He went to Jiangbuer's house to sleep for a few hours, and it was just 9:30 that he would leave the stall.
The lights in the house were still on when we arrived at Jiangbuer's house. It was not too late to be in northern Xinjiang because of the time difference, which was equal to ten o'clock in the mainland.
Jiang Buer was drinking with a few brothers, but he was naturally happy to see him coming, so he asked him to have a few drinks. Yang Geyong threw the 76-degree Hengshui Lao Baigan he brought to them, indicating that he had been driving for eight hours. Ayana took him to sleep in his room.
The next day, he slept until nine o'clock, and Ayana had already cooked milk tea and was waiting for him. After dinner, the two went to the market. When it was noon, a man suddenly found Yang Geyong's stall: "Do you know a man named Wang Genfa?"
Yang Geyong was about to say he didn't know him, but suddenly he remembered that he was the Guangdong native. He nodded and asked what was wrong?
"He is waiting for you outside the checkpoint. Because he does not have a border guard permit, he cannot come in. He asked you to go out to find him and said there is something to discuss."
Yang Geyong nodded and asked Jiang Buer to take care of the stall. He drove to the checkpoint and saw Wang Genfa walking around anxiously from afar.
"What are you asking for me?" Yang Geyong got out of the car and asked curiously. He had no interaction with this person, just because he knew Ye Yuze. However, he himself also told Ye Yuze's evaluation of him, so Yang Geyong naturally would not deal with him.
"Brother, you're here." Wang Genfa came up and grabbed Yang Geyong's hand and kept shaking it, as if he had seen his relatives.
Yang Geyong was embarrassed to be cold-hearted. He was a native of Northern Xinjiang. He had seen friends and would usually help with things he could do. "If you have any questions, just tell me. If I can help you, I will definitely help you."
Wang Genfa pointed to the big bags behind him and said, "This is the cloth head and clothes I picked up from the port, but these clothes were worn by others. So the goods are very cheap. But I can't enter the port!"
Yang Geyong thought for a moment. "You are here, I'll go back and think of a solution."
He drove back to the market, and he really didn't know anyone here. However, Jiang Buer had some solutions to see if he could help.
When Jiang Buer heard about this situation, he lined up his chest to ensure that the matter was included on him. He drove out of the market with two bottles of whiskey.
Half an hour later, Wang Genfa and his goods were pulled back. Wang Genfa thanked him so much, and then opened the stall.
His clothes are many styles, which are rare in China, and they cannot be seen as old at all. But since he told Yang Geyong that it is old, he would definitely not be wrong.
Jiang Buer liked it very much at first sight. Wang Genfa generously waved his hand and asked him to pick it casually. If you like it, give it to him. Jiang Buer would not be polite, so he immediately picked a few pieces and put them on his body.
Wang Genfa’s business is pretty good. Foreign merchants like these clothes because they are cheap. They quickly started buying them. However, the bunch of things they received made Wang Genfa feel worried.
Yang Geyong directly bought it for him. After all, he came here this time to purchase goods and could buy anything. However, no one cared about his two packs of cloth heads. In fact, it was said to be cloth heads, but the pieces were not small. And the fabric was obviously better than domestic fabrics.
"How much did you buy these things?" Yang Geyong asked curiously.
Wang Genfa put his mouth close to Yang Geyong and whispered: "This is collected from every penny and every pound, it is foreign garbage."
Chapter completed!