The next day, Zhang Hao and his party left Feicheng.
Generally speaking, this trip went smoothly. The east project was won as expected, and a meat rat breeding farm was also registered.
Meat rat farms are a popular industry and can definitely make a lot of money. There is no doubt about this. However, I am afraid that these profits cannot be taken away and can only be kept locally for further investment.
He has not yet decided what to invest in specifically.
We can only take one step at a time.
After another day and night of train ride, I finally arrived in Yicheng. Although only more than a week had passed, I could clearly feel the sharp drop in temperature.
Winter is already approaching.
After leaving the high-speed rail station, Zhang Hao did not rush to his sister-in-law's house to pick up his mother-in-law. Instead, he found a suite in the hotel and rested for a whole afternoon.
There's no point in going "during the day". Both my sister-in-law and my wife are at work. He can't chat with the two old people, which will only increase the embarrassment. It's better to wait until night.
After dinner, around seven o'clock.
Zhang Hao brought two bodyguards to his sister-in-law's community. Winter was approaching, and there were a bunch of small vendors crowded at the entrance of the community, including those selling firewood, grains, and second-hand goods. It looked quite lively. 】
It’s a lot like going to a big market in the countryside when I was a kid.
"Brother, how do you sell firewood?"
Zhang Hao couldn't help but feel a little interested and went directly to a stall.
The stall owner is a young man: "Firewood costs six yuan a pound, and charcoal costs ten yuan."
To be honest, if the heating had not been turned on this year, the price would have increased several times. Last winter, many people made a lot of money selling firewood.
"Can it be cheaper?"
Zhang Hao casually returned the price.
"It can't be cheaper. These firewood are transported from dozens of miles away. The labor and freight are very expensive. It really can't be cheap."
The stall owner quickly shook his head.
Winter is coming soon. It is said that this winter will be colder than last year, so there is no need to worry about selling firewood.
Although coal stamps were issued, the quantity was too small and often not enough. Firewood was just needed.
"If I buy 500 kilograms of charcoal at one time, can I get a discount?" Zhang Hao counter-offered again.
He plans to prepare more firewood for his sister-in-law's house. This winter will be difficult, so he can store more charcoal to be prepared.
The stall owner's eyes lit up when he heard this. Most people would only buy a hundred catties at most for emergencies. Those with poor conditions would buy on a monthly basis. Five hundred catties is definitely a big customer.
"How about a 10% discount?"
"Okay, bring me five hundred kilograms of charcoal. Can you deliver it to my door?"
The stall owner nodded repeatedly: "No problem, boss, you want a lot. Please pay a deposit of 100 yuan first, and then leave an address. We will arrange for someone to deliver it to you later."
"You won't cheat me out of the deposit, will you?"
Zhang Hao frowned subconsciously.
This is a habit developed in the dream. In the dream, he has been poor for more than 20 years and is forced by life. He especially likes to worry about small things.
"How is that possible?"
The stall owner pointed to the police station at the entrance of the community, and then pointed to the pile of firewood next to it:
"Not to mention that the police station is right next to me. I have tens of thousands of kilograms of firewood here. I can't move it away for a mere 100 yuan, right? The labor cost is not even enough."
"Okay, I believe you for once."
Zhang Hao smiled and left his sister-in-law's home address.
Immediately afterwards, he came to the stall next to him. In front of the stall owner were three woven bags, all open, containing soybeans, potatoes and sweet potatoes.
"Boss, do you have rice?"
My sister-in-law’s family is from the south, and their staple food is rice. Unlike her family, they have all kinds of pasta and rice.
The stall owner shook his head: "There is no rice, just these three things."
"What's the price of soybeans?"
Zhang Hao grabbed a handful of soybeans.
"Eighty soybeans." The stall owner replied.
"A pound?"
Zhang Hao said in surprise.
This price is really expensive.
You should know that since supply and marketing began to flourish everywhere, the overall price of black market grain has dropped a lot. Taking Huicheng as an example, the price of rice is less than half of its original price.
The stall owner nodded: "Of course, soybeans can be used to make soy milk. Now that there is no milk, many families choose to use soy milk instead, and the price is naturally more expensive."
"That's too expensive."
Zhang Hao shook his head.
"Boss, if you take all the soybeans, I can give you a 10% discount."
The stall owner saw all the transactions just now.
“10% off is still a bit expensive.”
The stall owner gritted his teeth and took out his mobile phone to calculate:
"I have forty-five pounds left in this bag of soybeans. With a 10% discount, it's 3,240 yuan. I'll wipe off the change for you. How about we buy it for 3,000 yuan?"
Zhang Hao smiled and nodded in agreement. My sister-in-law's little sponge is already two years old. She has probably finished drinking the milk powder, so it would be good to switch to soy milk.
After buying soybeans, Zhang Hao had no intention of shopping anymore and turned around to the entrance of the community.
The community here in Yicheng is very loosely controlled. As long as you register your personal identity information, you can enter.
Soon, my sister-in-law’s house will arrive.
"Dongdongdong..."
"Brother-in-law? Come in quickly. If you don't come, mom will have to take the car back by herself."
Zhou Xiaofu said with surprise on her face.
Mother Zhou came over and asked with concern: "Zhang Hao, have you eaten? Do you want some bowls of noodles?"
"I've eaten, don't bother." Zhang Hao waved his hands repeatedly, then pointed to the bag in Captain Fang's hand and explained: "There is a soybean seller at the gate of the community. The quality seems to be pretty good. I bought half a bag for your family."<
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"Brother-in-law, our family is not short of soybeans..."
Zhou Xiaofu took the bag smoothly.
"It's okay. Soybeans have a long shelf life and won't go bad. You guys eat them slowly." After Zhang Hao finished speaking, he said hello to Little Sponge's grandma, "Hey, why isn't Bai Jian at home? Hasn't he gotten off work yet?"
"He's on duty tonight."
Fan Ping quickly replied.
"It seems that being a police officer is indeed hard enough."
Zhang Hao couldn't help but sigh.
In his dream, he had also worked as a patrol policeman for more than three years. Not only was the salary low, but the working hours were long. He had to work twelve hours a day. Sometimes, in case of emergency, he could not return home for several days in a row. p>
Later, I simply resigned and joined a factory. Although the factory was very tiring, I had a regular schedule and could take care of my family.
Zhou Xiaofu couldn't help complaining: "Actually, it doesn't matter if it's hard work. The key to being a policeman is that there is danger. Bai Jian was in a car accident before. Fortunately, the speed was not fast and he only suffered minor injuries."
"Car accident? When did it happen?"
"I remember it was in May. There was a zero-yuan shopping incident at the big market. They went to help, but the car overturned in the middle of the road."
Zhou Xiaofu looked scared.
As soon as her daughter-in-law finished speaking, Fan Ping couldn't help but interjected: "In today's world, what is not dangerous? If you ask me, being a policeman is more secure."
From last year to now, there have been several mass incidents in the urban area. It would be false to say that I am not afraid. Having a policeman at home can at least give me some peace of mind.
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