After cleaning up the forest carpenter, Jia Lei pretended to be okay and went home, and on the way, he went to the market in a very good mood to buy a few catties of river crabs.

"Sanni, let's eat crabs tonight!" Jia Lei came home with the crab and said to Sanni, Li Chunhua trotted out and took the crab from Jia Lei.

"I'll do it! I'll do it!" Li Chunhua said, she wanted to show that she had caused a big disaster today.

"How can I use you, it's inconvenient for you to go back to the house to rest. Sanni came out of the house with red eyes.

"Crying again? what's there to cry about, who hasn't met a few scumbags when they're young, you're still young, and everyone will forget about it after a few months, what should you do then?" Jia Lei comforted her stiffly, saying that he really wouldn't comfort people, otherwise he wouldn't have beaten a single person in his previous life.

"Well, I know, but I still feel uncomfortable! You don't know that I have been making money day and night for half a year, just to pay back the Lin family's dowry money as soon as possible. Unexpectedly, I sent the money back, but my grandmother spent the money, and lied to my mother that she had already returned the money. Sanni said.

Table ...... Cousin. A man came out of the house and said.

"Su Chao?" Jia Lei said.

"Oh, it's me, you know me. Su Chao rubbed his fingers and said.

"Well, my second cousin told me!" Jia Lei casually made an excuse.

"When will you come?" asked Jia Lei.

"On the 15th of last month. Su Chao said.

"Yes, let's stay when we come. After Jia Lei finished speaking, he went back to the house, and Li Chunhua saw Jia Lei coming in and hurriedly let the house out and hid in Sanni's house.

Jia Lei glanced at the two little girls in the room and the crowded various things worriedly, and found that he had nowhere to put his feet, so fortunately he ran outside to sit under the grape trellis.

Sitting by the pond and shaking a fan and watching the neighbors' uncles fishing, the children played in the pond Jia Lei was in a much better mood, and he even began to look at the grape trellis and think about the future.

"There are no grapes in the grape seedlings just planted this year, but they can be eaten at this time next year, Jufeng grapes can be peeled and eaten, green grapes can be made into sugar water, purple grapes can be used to make wine......" Jia Lei looked at the grape trellis and thought of fragments, and he suddenly stopped.

"Wine sales, wine sales should be good, do you want to go to the Soviet Union to sell it?" Jia Lei sat up and thought about it, he was not familiar with the Soviet Union and decided to go back to the house and call Su Renfeng to ask.

"Of course, you can enter, I didn't do this because there was no way, we don't produce wine in China, and the quality of the only few stores is not as good as what the Soviet Union imported from European countries, but if you want to sell wine, you must pay attention to one thing. Su Renfeng said.

"What's the matter?" asked Jia Lei.

In the Soviet Union, tobacco and alcohol were in demand, and smoking and alcohol were prohibited in the Soviet Union, but because of the Cold War, if M domestic products were sold, they would be investigated. Su Renfeng reminded.

"What? What do you say? Is it because this wine is made in M that you have to investigate? This is too unreasonable......" Jia Lei vomited blood and said.

"Yes, where do you want to sell wine? Wine is also not available in the country, and the price of wine is very high in the Soviet Union. Su Renfeng said.

"Do you remember my caviar? I found an agent whose family has been running wine wineries and shops in Europe for generations, and I could buy from him. I just don't know if this batch of wine will be in trouble at customs?" Jia Lei said worriedly, pulling a grape leaf from the window.

"Customs? It should be fine, I just found a new partner. Su Renfeng said.

"Who is the new partner?" asked Jia Lei curiously.

"It's Gale, the second regiment commander, others are very creditworthy, even if the ruble is depreciated, they didn't deduct our money, we got sixty percent of the payment as promised, which was personally sent by the second regiment commander without going through the hands of the first regiment commander. Su Renfeng said that in fact, Gail took the initiative to mention the matter of cooperation.

"Is this Gail really discerning? Unlike a group leader who is so short-sighted, it looks like a normal person to work with us now, and we will become his best source of income in a year and a half!" Jia Lei said.

"What are you talking nonsense? How is this possible, there are many big traders in the border trade zone, how can we be compared with others. It is estimated that the arrival in the Soviet Union will be in December, and Christmas is the most important holiday in the West. Red wine will definitely sell for a good price!" Su Renfeng said with a smile.

"Now there is only one question, which grade of red wine should we enter?" Jia Lei asked Su Renfeng, he really didn't understand this kind of foreign thing.

"Hmm...... Wait, I'll ask Natasha?" Su Renfeng put down the phone and said.

"Christmas? It's the New Year of Westerners, so it looks like you can make a good profit......," Jia Lei said as he touched his chin and pondered.

"What do the West need for Christmas?" Christmas trees, lights, Christmas presents, wine, bread, ham, turkey, ......," Jia Lei thought as he knocked on the table.

"Hey, are you listening?" asked Su Renfeng on the phone.

"Oh, I'm listening. Jia Lei hurriedly said.

"Natasha said that red wine worth one or two hundred rubles is the best to sell, how much can you get?" asked Su Renfeng.

"I need to ask about this, what do you think if I get a batch of Christmas cards? Can this thing be sold in the Soviet Union?" Jia Lei asked, he remembered that there was such an idea in a certain department in his previous life.

"Greeting cards? The Soviet Union had greeting cards, but they were few and expensive, and they could be sold in batches. But the profit of this thing is not as good as that of red wine!" Su Renfeng said.

"Oh! I thought the Soviet Union didn't have greeting cards. Jia Lei said dejectedly, but it was a pity that he forgot that the collapse of the Soviet industry was after 92 years, and now the Soviet Union can barely maintain material communication and mobilization within the member countries.

"Then what do you say is the most lacking Christmas in the Soviet Union?" Jia Lei asked worriedly.

"Of course, the most lacking thing in Christmas in the Soviet Union is turkey and beef......" Natasha heard Jia Lei ask, laughing and said to Su Renfeng.

"Don't you know that the Soviet Union is short of all meat! People all over the world are short of meat. Jia Lei said angrily, during the Chinese New Year, there is also a shortage of chicken and beef!

"Well, that's all for later. Since you have returned to Mingzhu City, it is best to go to Suzhou and Hangzhou to buy some silk clothes and come back, the price is high! Moreover, this thing is light, we can let the people in your village carry it directly by hand, without going through the customs and foreign trade approval. Su Renfeng said that after all, with the current work efficiency of the Soviet Customs, no matter what kind of goods it is, it will take more than a month to go through the process.

"Do you still need pajamas?" asked Jia Lei.

"No, the temperature in the Soviet Union is now close to freezing, and we have to change goods. Su Renfeng said.

"Change what?" asked Jia Lei.

Natasha said that little Cordoba had opened a haute couture store in St. Petersburg to pass the time for her cousin, and that this batch of silk shirts was what he wanted. Su Renfeng said.

"Okay, I'll go pick up tomorrow. Jia Lei nodded and said.

"Jia Lei has eaten. Su Sanni shouted.

"I hung up. Jia Lei said.

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Jia Lei got up early the next morning, he went to Dasha after dinner to go to the Mingzhu City wholesale market to buy, silk shirts are rare in the market, after all, Huaxia is still a planned economy, and it is basically impossible to get fabrics and ready-to-wear in the state-owned garment factory.

"How do you sell this kind of silk shirt?" Jia Lei finally found a wholesale point selling silk shirts in the market.

"80 yuan a piece. The stall owner said.

"80? That's too expensive, you know, I'm a wholesaler. Jia Lei shook his shirt and said that the biggest advantage of silk shirts is that they are wrinkle-free, comfortable and breathable to wear.

"80 is not expensive, you must know that most of the silk fabrics are exported to earn foreign exchange, and it took a lot of effort for me to get these clothes. The stall owner said that in 1990, textile exports were the main source of foreign exchange for China.

"Hey, lower the price, I'll buy 1,000 pieces for 70 pieces!" Jia Lei said.

You must know that there are only three silk shirts in this market, and this one is of the best quality. Jia Lei wants to do long-term business, and he can't smash his signboard with shoddy.

"No!" replied the stall owner without hesitation.

"Is 72 okay?" Jia Lei asked.

"No!" said the stall owner.

"75 one, if it doesn't work, I'll change to another house. After Jia Lei finished speaking, he turned around to leave.

"That's the price, but we don't have a thousand. The boss finally relented.

"And how many do you have?" asked Jia Lei.

"I have 300 pieces myself, and I can go to my colleagues and get you 300 pieces. The boss counted his inventory and said, Jia Lei sighed.

"Is it just 600 pieces? Isn't there more?" Jia Lei asked.

"Not now! If you're willing to wait, I'll get you another batch in a few days. The stall owner said.

"Okay, bring me another batch of XXXL numbers, how much is the deposit?" Jia Lei asked, and the boss took the goods.

"Do you only need the XXXL number?" the boss asked.

"That's right! This batch of 1,000 shirts is going to be exported to Russia, and the Soviets are tall. Most of them are around 1.8 meters tall. Jia Lei said as he prepared to pay for it.

"Don't take the money, I can't do your business!" the boss said with a sigh.

"Why? I've got all the money ready, but I can't do it for eighty dollars a piece. Jia Lei said anxiously.

"Little brother, it's not that I want to raise the price, I really can't do it! The largest number I have here is the XXL number, and even this model does not exceed fifty pieces. The boss sighed.

"This ...... Why aren't you ready to order a large one?" Jia Lei asked.

"The specifications you want are foreign trade export specifications, our wholesale market is mainly for internal sales, and now the silk shirts are mainly worn by southerners, and the two xx ones are large, and few people buy this number, and the manufacturers don't sell much! The boss said.

"What should I do then? Do other people have this number?" asked Jia Lei.

"There shouldn't be, you have to know that the height of southerners is one meter, seven or eight meters, and the clothes here in the south are really not too big. You should go to Harbin City or Beijing to buy this model! Northerners are tall, and this model is easier to buy. The stall owner said.

"I know, but silk is not produced in the north, and this type of silk shirt is even more difficult to buy!" Jia Lei said.

"Since you are going to foreign trade, you can go to the garment factory to place an order directly, and the state is encouraging exports to earn foreign exchange! The garment factory can accept your order. The boss said.

"But can I take a thousand?" Jia Lei asked.

"If you're paying in foreign currency, they'll take it!" said the boss.

"Thank you for your advice! Bring all your large shirts, and press the unsalable goods in the warehouse! I guess your large clothes are not easy to buy. Jia Lei said that the boss immediately happily picked up the goods for Jia Lei.

Jia Lei took the shirt and ran away with Dasha to several garment factories, and finally a small garment factory was willing to take Jia Lei's order, but new problems came again.

"Is this version so ugly?" said Jia Lei, holding the sample provided by the garment factory.

Maybe this kind of waistless white shirt looks foreign in this era, but in the eyes of Jia Lei, who has a vision of 30 years later, these shirts are as ugly as hemp bags.