Chapter 8 The Big Yard
In the past, when food was in short supply on the black market, fine grains sold for eight yuan and coarse grains for three yuan. The prices were sky-high and ordinary people simply couldn't afford them.
The supply is still in short supply. Every time I buy some food, it is sold out. Even if there is no food now, people often come to ask if there is any food.
"Two thousand kilograms of rice are not enough for the brothers. There is no takeout at all." Jin Changsheng said with a smile, "Beichen, does your friend want cash or old items like before?"
"Chang Sheng, please help me buy a big yard. With the remaining money, just give me old objects of equal value." Mo Beichen said.
"You want a big yard? Do you have any requirements for a big yard?" Jin Changsheng asked.
"The yard should be big, close to the roadside, with convenient transportation, and then it should be more remote with fewer people around." Mo Beichen said.
With a big yard, he would put the supplies directly in the yard when delivering supplies in the future. This way, he would not have to work hard to send the supplies to the black market, and could just let Jin Changsheng go there to pick up the supplies.
"Okay, I will look at the yard for you. When I find a suitable yard, I will inform you." Jin Changsheng moved two large boxes from the house inside. Mo Beichen checked them and then rode his bicycle to carry the two boxes. A big box went back.
When he returned home, he pushed the two large boxes under the bed and placed them against the wall. After that, he went to find friends who lived nearby to chat with him.
There were so many supplies that Mo Beichen couldn't move them all by himself even if it took him a few days. He could only drag his friends with him. Moreover, everyone became grasshoppers tied to the same rope, and the safety factor was also increased. Quite a bit, after all, they pulled out the carrot and brought out the mud, framed him, and they themselves couldn't eat it and walked around.
He gave everyone two bags of rice, two bags of salt, a pot of soybean oil, two bags of brown sugar, and ten boxes of mineral water. Then everyone sent the things to the black market. Together, everyone could send tens of thousands of kilograms at a time, and so on. It took more than ten trips to deliver all the rice, salt, cooking oil, and brown sugar to the black market.
The black market hadn't been open for a long time. Knowing that Jin Changsheng couldn't get so much cash, Mo Beichen didn't embarrass him and settled the bill after the funds were withdrawn.
However, he had agreed with Jin Changsheng in advance that he wanted one-third of the money in cash, and the remaining money would be deducted with old objects. He felt that the old objects could be exchanged for more food with Mu Xi, so that he could Allowing more residents to buy food.
In the early morning, Jin Changsheng asked his men to inform other black markets that he had some supplies here and asked them to bring old objects and money to exchange for supplies.
He was afraid that all the black markets would join forces to annex his black market, so Jin Changsheng’s people notified them one by one. After the first black market person exchanged supplies and left, he notified the second and third ones...< br>
In this way, Jin Changsheng gave away all the supplies without any effort.
He took his share of the money, locked the money and old items belonging to Mo Beichen in a house, and gave the key to Mo Beichen. After the big yard was purchased, Mo Beichen could transfer these things.
Mo Beichen didn't lie down to rest until dawn, but he was extremely excited and his heart beat very fast. He couldn't wait to share with Yang Muxi how much money he earned tonight and how many old things he exchanged.
Knowing that it was late now and she should be resting, he resisted the urge to contact her and could only wait until tomorrow night.
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The next day, Yang Muxi slept until about ten o'clock in the afternoon before waking up. He first ordered a portion of snail noodles on his mobile phone, and then got up to wash up.
After she finished packing, the snail noodles just arrived. Yang Muxi first divided out half of the snail noodles, and while eating the snail noodles, he played with his mobile phone.
So far, I have bought oil, salt, rice, water and brown sugar for Mo Beichen. What should I give him next?
People can't just eat rice, they still need to eat vegetables, fruits and meat, so that they can have balanced nutrition and maintain good health. It is better to ask Mo Beichen first to see what he needs most. Otherwise, if she gave him something he didn't need, it would be a big problem for him, right?
Not long after he was playing on his phone, a video call came in. Seeing that it was Cheng Xinghan, Yang Muxi answered it without any hesitation. What caught his eye was Cheng Xinghan's handsome face.
Yang Muxi smiled shyly, "Brother Cheng."
"Still having breakfast? Have you just woken up?" Cheng Xinghan asked with a smile.
Yang Muxi nodded, "Yes, I'm eating snail noodles. Brother Cheng seems to be in the car. Are you going out?"
"I was just about to find you. I planned to take you to the scenic spot and talk about the details of the promotional video." Cheng Xinghan said.
Yang Muxi's eyes lit up, "Really? Brother Cheng, come quickly. The portion of this snail noodle is too big. I can't finish it by myself. You just happened to come over and help me!"
As soon as Yang Muxi finished speaking, the doorbell rang. Yang Muxi quickly got up and went out to open the door. When he saw Cheng Xinghan standing outside the iron gate, he stretched out his hand to cover his mouth in surprise.
Unexpectedly, he had already come, but he just sat in the car and waited.
Yang Muxi quickly opened the door and called Cheng Xinghan in, "Brother Cheng, since you have been here a long time ago, why didn't you call me? Or just knock on the door!"
Cheng Xinghan walked in, "I know you rest late, and I don't want to disturb your rest."
Yang Muxi brought chopsticks and handed them to Cheng Xinghan, "The portion of this snail noodle is so big that I can't finish it. I originally planned to save it and heat it in the microwave at night before eating it!"
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"Will this taste delicious if heated?" Cheng Xinghan expressed doubts.
"I don't know, I've never tried it!" Yang Muxi smiled, lowered his head and continued to eat snail noodles.
After eating the snail noodles, Cheng Xinghan took the bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen to clean them, while Yang Muxi went to the bathroom to clean herself up. She had just finished eating the hot snail noodles and was sweating all over her body.
Yang Muxi tied her hair into a high ponytail, put on light makeup, sprayed perfume on both wrists, went back to the room, picked up her bag, and went out with Cheng Xinghan.
Cheng Xinghan drove, so Yang Muxi stopped driving today and took his car directly.
The Xinghua Village tourist attraction is very close to here, and it only takes five minutes to drive. As soon as the car arrived at the parking lot, and Yang Muxi was about to reach out to open the door, the call came.
It was Sun Yujie who called, so Yang Muxi had to answer the phone first.
"What's wrong?" Yang Muxi asked.
"Sister Xi, we are already here. Peaches cost 60 cents per catty." Sun Yujie said in embarrassment. The price was too high.
In fact, they really can't make money by helping farmers and carrying goods, and it's also very troublesome. They need to design the style of the boxes, then find a factory that produces packaging materials to produce them. They also have to buy foam nets, pack them, and weigh them. It's a lot of hard work. Earn two yuan, only two cents per pound.
(End of chapter)