After Ning Jia and her best friend finished mocking a novel set in the 1970s, fate played a cruel trick — they both found themselves transported into the very story they had ridiculed. Worse still,...
Seeing that Li Yao was with her, An Ye felt relieved. She reminded them to be careful and let them set off quickly.
The two of them rode out on their bikes and met many people along the way. They had dinner and sat in the cool air outside the door.
The three of them got together to talk about Ning Jia and Qin Ming. The focus was nothing more than whether Ning Jia and Qin Ming had slept with each other or not.
Some people even felt sorry for Li Yao, saying that Ning Jia had cheated on Li Yao, but Li Yao actually treated Ning Jia as a treasure.
Ning Jia was really angry along the way.
Even though she was mentally prepared, she still couldn't help getting angry when she heard such unpleasant gossip.
If she wasn't in a hurry to get to the black market, she would definitely jump down and curse these gossiping old guys one by one.
"Are you okay?" Li Yao was worried about her.
"Good, very good!" Ning Jia said angrily, "These people are so hateful. They feel uncomfortable if they don't talk about others for a day. Look, it's only been a few days? These rumors have spread everywhere."
"The tongue is in other people's mouths. If you want them to shut up, you have to clarify the matter. However, it's not easy to clarify." Li Yaoyi had thought about it.
Ning Jia said nothing.
"This rumor has spread so wildly, it's very likely that someone is instigating it from behind." Li Yao noticed that this rumor was spreading more unscrupulously than ever before.
"That makes sense." Ning Jia immediately thought of Qin Ming, "It must be him! Wait, I'll deal with him later. I have to avenge myself no matter what!"
After riding out of the village towards the town for about an hour, we arrived at the former black market.
This place is secluded and sparsely populated, and over time a slightly larger trading market has formed. In the past, there would be people coming to catch speculators, but with the liberalization of farmers' markets, almost no one came, and naturally there were no public officials to catch them.
"There are fewer people here, but there are still people coming." Ning Jia was surprised to find that grain and agricultural and sideline products were no longer bought and sold here.
People here actually started buying and selling antiques.
The villagers didn't know that these were antiques. They just thought they were some old broken plates and bowls from their homes. If someone wanted to buy them for a high price, they would collect them and sell them.
"Let's go in and look for it."
"good."
It was dark, and Li Yao was afraid that Ning Jia would fall, so he held her hand tightly and walked on the bumpy dirt road.
Fortunately, Ning Jia noticed that Chu Songbai had come with a plate in his hand and was bargaining with someone.
The two of them hurried over.
When he arrived, Chu Songbai had just finished paying. He took out money from his pocket and was about to pay.
"Long time no see, Chu Songbai."
Hearing someone calling his name from behind, Chu Songbai turned around and saw that it was Ning Jia and Li Yao who came over.
"Oh, it's you! I didn't expect it. What? Do you have something good to sell?" Chu Songbai started talking about business as soon as he opened his mouth.
Ning Jia felt that he was different from last year.
Not only did his clothes become more stylish, but even his temperament changed, and he even had the air of a big business boss.
"I don't have any good stuff. But I have a good business deal. Do you want to listen to it?" Ning Jia also went straight to the point and directly stated his purpose.
"Okay. I have to listen to it then."
"Let's go to another place." Li Yao pointed to a tree not far away. "Over there, it's quieter."
"good!"
The three of them walked a little further away from the market, and Chu Songbai couldn't wait to ask Ning Jia: "What kind of good business are you talking about? Let's make it clear first. I'm mainly doing antique business now, which makes money faster. If your business makes more money, we will continue to cooperate. If it's less, I may not intervene."
I traded a lot of things last year, and although I made some profit, it wasn't much.
Seeing other people dealing in antiques and selling them to Hong Kong City, making a few thousand dollars each, and some even making tens of thousands of dollars, he decided to do the same.
"Hey, my business is absolutely safe, and it's a legitimate business. Isn't it better than your reselling of antiques? Isn't it dangerous for you to do this business?" Ning Jia said with a smile.
Chu Songbai nodded.
What Ning Jia said is right. If you want to make big money these days, you have to take big risks.
Some people deal in televisions at the customs, some sell antiques to the port city, and some exchange foreign currency... These businesses make money quickly, but the risks are very high.
If you are caught by accident, you will be arrested and sentenced.
To say the least is a few years, to say the most is a dozen years, or even more than a dozen years.
He also persuaded himself to do a few more big deals, collect some good things to sell, and when he made some money he would stop doing this and switch to a safer business.
"Hey, go ahead and tell me! I'm listening! If it's suitable, let's cooperate." Chu Songbai agreed readily.
"Have you heard of greenhouse vegetables?" Ning Jiaxian asked him.
"No." Chu Songbai shook his head.
"Let me explain it this way. At the beginning of this year, the brigade asked every household to open up a private plot of land. My sister-in-law and I took a total of one mu and four fen of land, and then built a plastic greenhouse to grow vegetables. Before the vegetables were put on the market in large quantities, my vegetables were ripe. I can make a fortune by making a profit from the price difference."
Ning Jia spoke very quickly and Chu Songbai didn't quite understand.
"What plastic greenhouse?"
"Don't worry about that. I'm just telling you, the cucumbers aren't on the market yet, right? In previous years, cucumbers were seven cents a pound. I've grown some cucumbers, and now I'm selling them to the state-owned restaurant in town for two cents a pound."
When she said this, Chu Songbai immediately understood.
After all, he is a businessman, and he immediately understood the principle of making money. Scarcity makes things valuable, and she sold it before this thing was put on the market in large quantities.
This is how you make money.
"Besides that, I have to tell you something. Every winter, every household has nothing to eat except the vegetables stored for winter. But, it won't be a problem in the future. I can grow off-season vegetables and sell those vegetables that can't grow in winter. Don't you think we can decide the price?"
When Chu Songbai heard about off-season vegetables, his eyes lit up instantly.
That's right.
In the winter when people are tired of eating cabbage and radish, if other vegetables are available, many people will buy them!
This business is really good!
Chu Songbai secretly calculated in his mind that he could sell these greenhouse vegetables to people all over the city.
Moreover, vegetables are consumables. If you eat them today, you will have to eat them again tomorrow.
It goes on over and over again in a cycle, and money comes in like water.
"Yes!" Chu Songbai immediately agreed to cooperate, but he also raised doubts, "Even if you want to plant more vegetables on one acre and four fen of land, you can't plant more vegetables. If you can't form a scale, it will be difficult to produce in large quantities."
Ning Jia curled his lips: "This is not a problem! I can solve it, and I have already solved it!"
"That's great. What do you need me to do?" Chu Songbai asked her.
"I need your investment." Ning Jia counted on his fingers and said, "One hundred yuan is enough for one piece of land! I can get about ten pieces of land, or even more. You can invest one thousand yuan or one thousand to one hundred yuan."
This number is no longer a small number.
Before coming to the black market, Ning Jia was a little worried that the number was too large, and didn't know whether Chu Songbai was willing to pay.
Now that she saw that he was doing antique business, she was no longer worried about this problem.
"I'll give you two thousand!" Chu Songbai had the guts to do this. He thought he was a good judge of people, and he had brains and vision, and he was generous. "Go ahead and invest!"
"Okay." If he dared to invest, Ning Jia would dare to take it. "The payment period is half a year. Ning Jia said that the vegetables will be available in winter. At that time, you will also be responsible for sales!"
"no problem."
"As for the division of profits, I will be fair. Excluding the profit, the profits will be divided equally between you and me." Ning Jia said.
Chu Songbai was very pleased with this: "That's great. However, if I'm in charge of sales, the money will be in my hands. Aren't you afraid that I'll take the money and not give it to you? Or secretly hide part of the money?"