Chapter 245 You can sell it to me
Originally, Chu Heng was very resistant to selling Yan Muze’s food. If it weren’t for the master-disciple relationship with Qingyuan, he wouldn’t even bring him a grain of food. of.
After all, there are risks involved.
It can be said that he was completely on the passive side of this transaction, even reluctant from the bottom of his heart.
However, when Yan Muze told the terms of the transaction, Chu Heng's mentality immediately changed, and he was looking forward to the transaction!
Silver dollars are not very cost-effective and he doesn't like them very much, but gold and antiques are both good things!
First of all, let’s talk about gold. This thing is hard currency. Keep more of this in your hand. If one day you can’t survive and run to a nearby place, you can quickly turn around with the gold in your hand. .
It would be even better if he could survive until the late stages of the gold bull market safely. The highest gold price at that time was more than 800 US dollars an ounce. If he could get a few hundred kilograms to sell, , you will be able to bathe freely in no time!
Then there are antiques. He really likes these things, and there is a lot of room for appreciation of this thing. Now save more, in case the business fails in the future, or Miss Ni is kicked out of the house for washing feet. Yes, it’s a good idea to get some pension money, right?
After Chu Heng heard Yan Muze's words, various thoughts flashed through his mind, and then he saw a look of embarrassment on his face, as if he was thinking.
At this time, it is difficult to sell gold and antiques in private hands. It would be too abnormal for him to show that he is willing to take over, so for the sake of caution, it is better to pretend.
When Yan Muze saw him like this, he immediately became nervous.
If Chu Heng is not willing to ask for those things, he will have to find a way to take action on his own. If that is the case, there will be a lot of trouble, and if he does not do well, he will get burned!
So, the best result now is that Chu Heng agrees to trade those things. In this way, the old man not only saves himself the trouble, but also finds the source of those hot potatoes.
Kill two birds with one stone.
The atmosphere in the room fell into silence.
Chu Heng was drinking water and scratching his butt for a while, while the old man was sitting opposite him with a heavy heart and smoking, not knowing what he was thinking.
As for Yan Muze, he didn't even dare to let out a single fart. If someone was willing to sell him food, it was already pretty good. How could he dare to talk any more.
After a while, Chu Heng finally had enough acting. He slowly raised his head, looked at Old Man Yan, and frowned: "I don’t want silver coins, I only want gold and antiques. I don’t know what Master Yan wants. What's the price?"
Yan Muze breathed a sigh of relief, with a look of joy on his face, and said hurriedly: "You can give me the official price of 60% for the gold bars. As for the antiques, you can make whatever price you want."
Chu Heng rolled his eyelids when he heard this and said jokingly: "How about I give you a price? I'll charge you ten yuan for the bronze sword. Are you willing?"
"No problem! If you have the price, you can." Yan Muze said, however Believing it to be true, I readily agreed without even thinking about it.
Those antiques are all too expensive for him. If he hadn't been reluctant to part with them, he would have smashed them and burned them. Not to mention the price offered, he would be willing to give them away for free. This is at least It is to find a place for those treasures to go, so that they will not be wasted.
Chu Heng thought he was joking and didn't take it seriously at all. After thinking about it, he said to the old man: "Let's talk about how to trade. Should we still do what we did last time?"
"This..." Yan Muze hesitated and said tentatively: "Master Chu, the pigeon market is too far away from me. I'm afraid something will happen when I go back. Do you think you can move to a place closer to my home?"< br>
Chu Heng thought the same thing, so he thought for a moment and said: "Well, let's do it. I'll send you to your home directly at two o'clock in the night, okay?"
"Yes, yes, then that's it." Sorry for bothering you, Mr. Chu." Yan Muze was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly.
"Then what do you want to order this time?" Chu Heng thought for a while and warned: "Don't have too many, so it is easier to transport."
"I understand." Old Yan said silently After calculating in my heart, he said: "One pound of oil, fifty pounds of stick noodles, ten pounds of white flour, and ten pounds of rice. Do you agree?"
"No problem." Chu Heng smiled and nodded, picked up the teapot and took a sip. He turned to the old man who had been sitting next to him for a while and asked, "What do you need, sir? If you need anything, just ask. I'll send it to you tonight."
"My word..." Na Qingyuan Yu. After hesitating for a while, he said: "I don't need fine grains and oil. Just give me some more stick noodles. If it works, I can give you a hundred pounds."
His family can't compare with Yan Muze. If a man from Kouzi doesn't spend his money sparingly, his little wealth will be wasted.
Chu Heng didn’t say much to this, he just nodded and said: “That’s it, I’ll send it to you around one o’clock in the evening, remember to leave the door open for me.”
The business is over. , the two old men didn't stay much longer, drank the tea in the cups, got up and left.
After Chu Heng sent the two of them away, he turned around and went to Chaoyang Vegetable Market, where he bought a big rooster and came back to prepare for improving the food in the evening.
Actually, he has chicken and other things in his warehouse, but those things are now used by him as spare supplies and will not be used under normal circumstances. Now he wants to eat whatever he wants, or what he wants. Yes, they are basically bought now.
“Cock-clack!”
When he returned to the unit carrying a lively rooster, people in the room couldn’t help but feel envious.
Look at how other people live, they can have a good meal every now and then, and look at themselves, it’s pretty good if they can have one meal of meat a month.
But they can only be envious of this. They are just two people, and they are both cadres. They are not comparable to them.
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Evening.
After Chu Heng returned home, he started to clean up the big rooster in full swing. He first killed the chicken and bled it, and then began to boil water and remove the feathers.
Huanshi was busy at the end, and Yan Bugui came in from the opposite side with a cigarette in his mouth. He looked at the hairless big rooster with a smile and said, "Hey, Director Chu is going to improve the food today. ”
"I'm greedy." Chu Heng smiled at him, took a kitchen knife and scratched the belly of the white striped chicken.
Yan Bugui rolled his eyes, took a puff of cigarette, and said, "This chicken is not small. How much did it cost?"
"Two yuan and three." Chu Heng said as he As he said that, he carefully took out the chicken offal from the belly of the chicken. These are all good things. Then he went back to pick them up and stir-fry them with the chicken blood and add some chili. It is a perfect dish to go with wine.
“Hey, it’s not cheap.” The old man looked at the big cock on the chopping board with greed, licked his big face and said: “Director Chu, I want to discuss something with you. Do you think you have such a thing? Just one chicken is enough Why don’t you just give me the chicken offal and save you the trouble of cleaning it up?”
Depending on how calculating people are, it’s too expensive to buy chicken, but this chicken offal is also delicious, cheap, and satisfying. .
This is very expensive.
Unfortunately, he had calculated everything, but he just didn’t expect that Chu Heng would not sell it.
This guy is also a foodie. The chicken offal tastes really good when it’s ready. How could he be willing to sell it?
Besides, he is not short of those three melons and two dates.
(End of this chapter)