Xu Zishan trembled with goosebumps, I'm going to fool you, you won't fall in love with me!
Please don't, I don't have half a dime of interest in you.
"The sacks have been taken away by the town. They brought you some agricultural products. Thank you for your help." Xu Zishan pointed to the supplies in the truck and said, "Are you looking for someone to unload it or send it somewhere?"
Meng Shaochen saw rice, vegetables, and especially 50 large watermelons on the big truck.
There are no big watermelons on the market yet. They are rare and not cheap.
"The rice is Acropolis tribute rice, and the yield is not too large. It can be eaten by yourself or given to others; the big watermelon is a new variety of seedless watermelon, which is very sweet."
What Xu Zishan meant by saying this was to tell Meng Shaochen that the quality of the things she sent was high enough to withstand the value of the sacks.
"It didn't take much favor to get those sacks. They asked me to do things in the first place. You are so unreasonable." Meng Shaochen said, unconsciously feeling superior.
The things Xu Zishan sent were excellent at first glance. He wanted to give them to the director and senior officials in the city.
He has imitated the couplets she made a few days ago and figured out two pairs, planning to give them to senior officials at the right time, and he can also get a promotion.
He felt more and more that Xu Zishan was his lucky star. Fortunately, the Han family rejected the marriage, and he had time to start over with her.
Xu Zishan didn't know that he thought so much. If he knew, he would tell him that narcissism is a disease and must be cured!
His favor was returned and things were settled.
Kite Street, the famous black market.
She went there at dusk. Before going out, she tied up her hair, wore a straw hat, and wore a set of Shen Yaqin's old clothes.
The black market is also open during the day, but there are more people at night and transactions are faster.
Since the beginning of the year, there have been signs of loosening policies, and stalls have been set up throughout Kite Street, both streets and alleys.
In addition to in-demand supplies, second-hand clothes and various food stalls are also available.
The snack stalls and breakfast shops outside usually belong to food companies since the implementation of public-private partnership, and sales prices and quantities are controlled by superiors.
In the black market, this is your own stall.
Xu Zishan walked around for several times, got a rough idea of the goods and processes traded here, and then looked for a shipping location.
The bright places under the street lights and the places with convenient transportation are the fixed territories of some old stall owners. She didn't want to cause trouble, so she directly found a place a little far away from the street lights.
Put out two baskets, fill them with one basket of watermelons, and turn the other upside down to serve as a bench.
It’s hot in June, but watermelons haven’t been on the market in large quantities yet, so they are a rarity.
In less than two minutes, several people came over and asked: "How to sell watermelon?"
"4 cents, seedless watermelon, cooked and sweet."
The price of 4 cents is not expensive at all. When fruits are in season, they cost 20 to 30 cents. I have only heard of seedless watermelon, which is a fruit specially eaten by special people.
4 cents is definitely worth it.
People who didn't want to buy the goods originally also participated in the frenzy.
"I want them all."
"Whatever you grab, I want too!"
Seeing them frantically grabbing, Xu Zishan said: "First come, first served. A basket is exactly 50 kilograms and costs 20 yuan."
Immediately, someone handed two big tickets to Xu Zishan and shouted: "I paid, these are all mine."
Others said angrily: "Why do you eat alone?"
The man said: "Why eat alone? It's first come, first served. I asked the price first."
The man put all the watermelons into his own basket and turned to leave. Xu Zishan saw him pulling a tricycle and asked him: "I have special rice, do you want it?"
The man's eyes lit up: "What kind of special rice? Do you have a sample?"
"Yes, it's better than Acropolis Gongmi."
"How do you want to sell it?"
"5 cents."
Ordinary rice outside sells for 1.5 cents, while Xiaozhan rice costs 2.5 cents and requires food stamps. But Xiaozhan rice is specially supplied to special people and cannot be bought even if you have money.
In the black market, you can charge sky-high prices and pay back on the spot, with no supervision and all relying on voluntariness.
Whether you want tickets and the price are all negotiated by both parties. If you are satisfied, the transaction will be completed.
The man said: "I want to see the goods first."
Xu Zishan took the basket away from his buttocks. Under the basket was half a bag of rice.
The man looked at it, smelled it, and his eyes lit up. Oh my God, the grains of this rice are plump, crystal clear, and the sweet smell is like a little hand that draws out the gluttons in his stomach.
The rice was so fragrant that people who were about to leave gathered around again, stretched out their hands to grab the rice, chewed it in their mouths, and asked about the price.
Two people said to the person buying watermelon: "Brother, if you have money to make together, you can't just rob it yourself."
Several people who failed to grab the watermelon asked Xu Zishan: "How many rice like this do you have?"
Xu Zishan asked: "How much money do you have?"
Everyone suddenly became interested, and the little girl had a very loud voice.
Seeing that she was holding on to her straw hat and wearing a mask, I thought that this person might be from the Grain Bureau, and that the food was probably stolen from the Grain Bureau.
"I want 1,000 yuan, do you have it?"
5 cents per catty, 1,000 yuan, that is one ton of rice.
Xu Zishan said to come with me.
The man buying watermelon said hurriedly: "I asked first, I want it too."
"How much do you want?"
"I want 300 yuan." He only brought more than 300 yuan.
"Okay, come with me!"
Others shouted: "I want it too."
Xu Zishan waved his hand and said: "If you want rice and watermelon, come with me."
Good guy, where is this taking them?
After all, she is just a girl, so what should she be afraid of?
Xu Zishan's mental control over moving objects was already very easy, and he released Lao Zhou's big truck at the intersection of Kite Street.
He led everyone to the big truck, pointed to the big basket full of big sacks, and said: "Whatever you want, take the money!"
Most black market transactions are one-shot deals, who wants to talk to you about friendship?
Rice is sold starting at 100 yuan per sack, not retail.
The first person rushed to pay her 1,000 yuan. Xu Zishan counted the money and said, "Let's move."
When the man was moving the grain, he was thinking about taking advantage of it and moving an extra bag while it was dark.
As a result, he found that except for the 10 sacks of rice, the other sacks and large baskets were all densely blocked by a kind of rattan. If he touched them, his hands would hurt like a dog biting them.
Moreover, there is a scale next to the car. The scale is very tall, so you won’t lose even one tael.
This little girl is so stable!
Accepted.
Everyone who followed us got rice.
One truck of rice was not enough to sell, and a truck of rice and watermelons were all sold in a short time. Xu Zishan drove the truck and left Kite Street immediately.
Every business has its own rules. No returns or exchanges will be made after buying and selling. It only asks about buying and selling without asking where it came from.
Xu Zishan made a move in the black market for three days in a row. Except for the first day when she made a move, she had to test it out. In the next two days, everyone knew that there was a girl who was selling scarce supplies at a good price, so they were waiting for her at the street corner.
As soon as she appears, people will flock to her, no matter what she sells, they will just stuff their money and grab the goods.
There is no need to go into Kite Street to set up a stall.
The supplies, grains, vegetables, and fruits she sells are not only fresh, but also rare. They can make a lot of money by selling them.
The scale is short by two? It doesn't exist. All the weights are measured by the space super scale. There are four digits after the decimal point!
In these three days, from 6 o'clock in the evening to 6 o'clock in the morning, for 12 hours, she transported goods and collected money all night.
We hauled 20 trucks of goods in one night, and the prices were one to five times higher than those in Xipu Town.
The last trip was already around 5 a.m., and the white belly of the fish in the east was exposed, and it was already dawn.
Xu Zishan yawned and said, "I'm too tired today. Go to bed and talk about it tonight."
The person who didn't grab the goods said angrily: "Come early tonight and bring more rice and flour."
Xu Zishan drove a truck out of the black market. He originally wanted to cross a street and collect the truck to hide the traces, but suddenly the warning sounded.
[Alert ~ Someone is following, whether there is an attack, please confirm]