Chapter 65: In My Life
Qian Guozhu used to think that his eldest sister Monkey Spirit could not suffer outside.
But now, all he wanted was to turn back to town and get a machete to put under his eldest sister's pillow.
Wang Shumei tried her best to convince Qian Guozhu that she would never suffer a loss and sent people away.
She roughly flipped through the things Qian Guozhu brought again. Rice noodles, snacks, alabaster and soap.
As soon as she saw this piece of soap, Wang Shumei thought of Lin Nianhe.
The soap she used that night seemed to be more fragrant than this one......
"Huh? Soap? β
Lin Nianhe blinked his eyes, his face was not red, and his heart did not beat: "I brought it from home." β
After a pause, her eyes were full of curiosity: "Is there anything different about soap?" Show me! β
As she spoke, she was like a curious baby, took her soap from Wang Shumei's hand, and sniffed it vigorously.
Seeing this, Wang Shumei did not doubt him, and really thought that the exceptionally good-smelling soap was brought from the capital.
That's right, there must be a lot of good things in the capital.
Wen Lan couldn't understand Lin Nianhe like this: "How do you usually live?" Have you ever seen a kind of soap? The supply and marketing cooperatives in the capital must be big, right? You must go there a lot, right? β
Lin Nianhe's eyes were full of innocence: "I won't go out of my way to look at the soap, those are all bought by my mother, I don't care." β
What could she say?
She really didn't think about the soap problem when she came, the one in the room was in the space, and the handwriting of Shu Xjia on it was still rubbed off by her with hot water.
Lin Nianhe didn't care too much about the soap problem before, and she didn't use soap to wash her face, so she couldn't afford to buy a piece as an ornament.
Life, the province, the province, the flowers.
Facing Wen Lan's disgusted eyes, Lin Nianhe looked like a broken jar, leaning on the table and tiptoeing.
Wang Shumei smiled and took out two red-headed ropes, one for each of them, and said, "My brother specially brought it to you, saying that you have taken care of me hard." β
Wen Lan: "Look good! β
Lin Nianhe: "Thank you, thank you." "The straight male aesthetic has attacked her again!
thanked him and took the head rope, and Lin Nianhe tied it on the spot very cooperatively.
She went back to make lunch, and Wang Shumei came after a while.
Lin Nianhe squatted by the stove to peel potatoes and asked her, "What's wrong?" β
Wang Shumei put a piece of five cents on the stove, lowered her voice and said, "The extra money will be sent to you." β
"Huh?" Lin Nianhe was a little surprised, "Is there so much more?" β
Fruit growers are real!
"Well, they oversold it." Wang Shumei didn't say that she added a few cents to the odds, squatted down beside Lin Nianhe, and asked softly, "Is there another next time?" β
"If you sell well, then continue." Lin Nianhe replied very easily, "I'm here at any time, you see when your brother will arrive, tell me three days in advance, and I'll arrange it." β
Wang Shumei looked at her and hesitated: "Do you have other channels?" β
Lin Nianhe smiled and bent his eyes: "Don't say, don't say." β
She had to give Wang Shumei this illusion, after all, in Wang Shumei's place, she deliberately led her to think that her source of goods was abroad.
After tossing, it can't be just 2,000 catties of apples, right?
To be able to put on such a big battle, it can't be just them, right?
It's not her scum, it's really a last resort.
Wang Shumei didn't ask any more, but said, "Then next time, can you give me a little more?" β
Lin Nianhe asked directly: "How much can you eat?" β
Wang Shumei thought about what Qian Guozhu said, and stretched out a finger towards Lin Nianhe: "At present, apples are six thousand catties at a time." β
Six thousand catties, three tons.
Coupled with the goods used as cover, it is the largest number that Qian Guozhu's truck can carry.
Apples are easy to sell in the provincial capital, and the black market over there and Qian Guozhu said that no amount is too much.
Lin Nianhe thought for a while and nodded: "Okay." β
She was now melancholyβshe felt that she would not be able to sell her 20,000 tons of apples in her lifetime.
Wang Shumei said: "There can be more grain, two or three times more, and if the car can't fit it, you can find a way to make a few more trips." β
The grain sells very well, and he is not afraid to let it go.
Every time he mentioned "food", Lin Nianhe's heart had to throb.
She shook her head bitterly: "Not really." β
Wang Shumei was a little puzzled: "Why? It's a good seller. β
Lin Nianhe: "The profit is too low. β
The supply and marketing cooperative's rice is one pound and one dime, and it asks for a ticket. There are no tickets on the black market, and they can be sold for one dime and five to one dime and eight cents.
But it's not about profits.
The main reason is that the quality gap is too large, and the production date starting with "2" is printed on the grain bag!
Lin Nianhe really didn't have the leisure to buy them, so he bought 1,800 sacks and poured them into it and sold them.
Moreover, the entry of large quantities of grain into the market will inevitably cause food price fluctuations......
Therefore, she still sells apples honestly, simply and safely.
Wang Shumei pondered for a while and understood what Lin Nianhe meant, she nodded, no longer entangled in the problem of food, and only said: "That's okay, next time it's six thousand catties." β
"Hmm."
Wang Shumei is gone, and Lin Nianhe's potatoes have not been cut yet.
She pinched the potatoes and thought.
Six thousand catties of apples, four cents a catty, that is two thousand four hundred yuan.
According to the current prices, you can buy a courtyard house in the capital, right?
You know, the apples she sells now are one pound and two when she bought them at that time.
It is equivalent to 7,200 yuan to buy a set of courtyard houses.
Although you can't buy or sell houses now, this business is worth it.
It's just a pity that her food ......
Lin Nianhe covered his heart in distress.
What she lost was not only food, but also one set of courtyard houses after another.
For the sake of his physical and mental health, Lin Nianhe hurriedly left the courtyard behind and made a fire to cook.
Qian Guozhu's second time came sooner than expected, and a week passed, and Wang Shumei received a telegram with a date written on it.
She hurried to find Lin Nianhe, but she had an embarrassing question-
"What's that, Nian He, or it's better to have less this time, I suddenly remembered that my brother shouldn't have so much money."
She was also carried away and forgot how much it cost to ask for 6,000 catties of apples.
Lin Nianhe waved his small hand: "Then wait until you come back and then get married, don't worry." β
Wang Shumei was surprised: "Aren't you afraid that we won't give it?" β
Lin Nianhe looked at her: "Your household registration is in the Ten Mile Brigade, where can you run?" β
Wang Shumei: "That's the same. β
Three days later, Lin Nianhe still went out after dinner, put the apples in the cave and rubbed for a while, and returned at almost nine o'clock.
Not long after, Wang Shumei also went out.
The walls of the backyard have been turned over more times in recent times than in the past few years.
As a wall, its dignity has long been trampled to the point of incompleteness.
After another three days, Qian Guozhu came to the Shili Brigade again, still bringing things to Wang Shumei and gifts to her two friends.
After he left, Wang Shumei secretly sent Lin Nianhe two thousand four hundred and thirty yuan.
"Sister Shumei, did you give me back this money?"
Lin Nianhe looked at the neat two stacks of great unity and frowned.