"Sister, how much cheaper do you want? My price is already very low! ”

The woman thought for a moment, and then said, "It's up to twice as expensive as the price on the market, right?" Thou lion with a big mouth, it is too expensive. The woman muttered.

When Zhao Xiulan heard this, she immediately darkened her face, what a problem, if she was a few cents less, she could still give in, but people directly cut so much, isn't this a heart that doesn't want to do business?

Zhao Xiulan replied coldly, "Eldest sister, if you want me to say that I will give you the fine grain directly." ”

"Oh, really? Little sister, you are so good, are you willing to give the fine grain to the eldest sister? The woman thought that what Zhao Xiulan said was true, and suddenly had a feeling of taking advantage.

The corners of Zhao Xiulan's mouth twitched, why do people still like to daydream?

"Eldest sister, you go to the black market and ask other people, but if anyone is willing to give you a pound of grain, I will give you ten pounds.

If you don't do business sincerely, forget it, go find someone who can sell you food so cheaply. I've got to be busy! ”

After speaking, Zhao Xiulan turned around and left, not caring about this woman.

Her grain is a good thing on the black market, and she really doesn't have to worry about no one buying it, so she doesn't have to let herself suffer at a loss and sell it to that woman.

Before Zhao Xiulan could take a few steps, another woman chased after her, "Little sister, little sister, you seem to have just sold food to others, do you have any food there?" Why don't you sell me some food? I won't treat you badly in terms of price! ”

Zhao Xiulan stopped her steps and looked at the woman who had caught up with her.

The woman's name is Song Caixia, and she also came to the black market to buy grain today, but no one bought it after asking around.

Zhao Xiulan seemed to want to trade with someone, but because the price was not negotiated, she dared to come over and ask.

If she could buy food, she wouldn't have to ask around on the black market.

Zhao Xiulan glanced at Song Caixia, Song Caixia is not very old, about twenty years old, a little fatter than the countrymen, but she looks more blessed. The face is also relatively kind, and at first glance he is a person who is easy to get along with.

When Song Caixia talked to her, she still had a smile on her face, giving people a sense of closeness.

Seeing that Song Caixia felt good, Zhao Xiulan nodded and said, "Well, there is, rice, white noodles, and dried noodles." ”

Song Caixia was even more happy when she heard that Zhao Xiulan actually had fine grain, and hurriedly asked Zhao Xiulan, "Little sister, what ......is your price?"

Zhao Xiulan reported the price quoted by Fang Cai to Song Caixia again, and when Song Caixia heard it, she didn't have any bargaining, and agreed in one bite.

"Okay, little sister, how many do you have there?"

"Ten catties of rice and white noodles, eight catties of dried noodles, how much do you want?"

Song Caixia sighed, she didn't expect Zhao Xiulan to have so much fine grain in her hands.

Although it costs a lot of money to buy them all, the price given by Zhao Xiulan is indeed very low on the black market, if you don't buy it at this time, it will not be easy to buy fine grains in the future, let alone fine grains lower than the black market price.

Song Caixia thought about it, and finally gritted her teeth and said, "Little sister, I want them all!" You can sell them to me, I still have a lot of tickets at home, and I will give you the tickets with food. ”

Zhao Xiulan saw that Song Caixia was doing things happily, so she asked casually, "Are you eggs or oil?" ”

In other words, Zhao Xiulan is estimated not to sell it, but she is willing to sell it when she sees that Song Caixia is doing business.