Courageous Heroine Transmigrates to the 60s with a Portable Space

[Overpowered Space + Transmigration to the Past + Heroine with Superb Skills + Major Golden Finger]

This is a growth-type story, with no detestable characters and no angst. It has a warm,飒�...

Chapter 104 Go see Mr. Qian to make arrangements

More than ten days had passed since what happened on New Year's Day. On that afternoon, Lian Xiaomin brought her younger brother and sister-in-law into the space and gave them another bath. It was too cold outside, so it was best to take a bath in the space. After the bath, she let the two little kids stay in the master bedroom.

The little girl smells good after taking a bath. She is now a chubby baby with flesh all over her body. When you put her in the stroller, she will look at her sister and smile obediently. When you tease her, she will babble happily and talk to you in baby language.

Xiaofu's hair was still wet after washing. He sat on the carpet and played with toys. From time to time, he pestered his sister to play with building blocks with him. Lian Xiaomin played with his younger brother and sister for half a day, and then fed them dinner when it was time.

After the little girl drank milk, I burped her. After playing for a while, she became too sleepy to open her eyes, so I put her back in the stroller and let her sleep.

Lian Xiaomin said to the kid who was playing with building blocks on the ground, "Xiaofu, play here by yourself for now. If you have any problems, just shout. I have something to do."

The little kid nodded obediently and continued to fiddle with it with his little hands, building a small wooden house.

Every time his sister said she was busy, he would play by himself and knew not to disturb his sister. He was such a good baby. Lian Xiaomin pulled his little head over and kissed his chubby little face twice before going to the next room.

She found a black men's down jacket, which was very simple in style, and put a military coat on the outside, so nothing could be seen.

He took a disguise pill and changed into Lin Zi's appearance, changed into thick clothes, and became fully armed.

It snowed heavily two days ago. The Daqing Mountain not far from her home was covered with snow. The scenery was beautiful. She went into the mountain for a stroll with Zhang Wenyong, Hu Zi, Dou Bao and Wang Xintian.

As a result, she was only wearing a cotton jacket and cotton pants, which prevented her small body from freezing. If she had not taken the marrow cleansing pill and had a strong physique, she would have definitely caught a cold.

Although she wouldn't get sick easily given her physique, she still felt very cold and uncomfortable! She was really careless. At least she should wear a fur coat like San Yong and the others, which would be really warm.

Later, she secretly put a down vest inside, and things got better.

The winter in Northeast China is really not just a joke, you must prepare for the cold.

I found the backpack, put it on my back, got ready, and left the space.

It was already dark. She left the house and followed the path at the foot of the mountain behind her to leave the village. She took out her electric bike and rode to the commune to find Grandpa Qian.

Because of the snow on the road, it was not easy to walk, so it took some time. When we got closer to the commune, we changed to walking and arrived at the yard near the black market at around 6:30.

Errong came out and opened the door. When he saw that Linzi had finally arrived, he quickly and warmly invited him into the house.

When I think of the last time Linzi walked into this yard, the scene is still vivid in my mind. The situation in the yard was tense and murderous.

The few people on their side were about to rush forward and fight for their lives. With so many people on the other side, they would definitely die. They had already made plans to die in the yard.

Unexpectedly, Lin Zi turned the situation around as soon as he arrived. It was really shocking. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, it would be hard to believe that someone who looked young could have such amazing skills.

Errong and Xiaosi later wondered privately whether Lin Zi was in disguise and his real age was not that young.

So, this time when he saw the other person again, he led the way while he couldn't help but look at the other person's face with squinting eyes to see if there were any traces to be found.

Lian Xiaomin saw it, but pretended not to know, and said in her heart, "Look, your little eyes have become radars, and you can't see my true face even if you work yourself to death."

The two men entered the main room. When Mr. Qian saw that it was Lin Zi who came, he immediately stood up to greet him and told Errong to pour water and make tea.

"It's been too cold these two days. I was worried that you wouldn't come. Linzi, drink some hot tea to warm yourself up first." Grandpa Qian asked him to sit on the head of the kang and went to the cabinet to get the account book.

Lian Xiaomin felt that the more she got along with this old man, the better she felt about him. He was meticulous in his work, shrewd in business, and kind. He was a righteous man.

That day, I saw him risking his life for a few of his buddies, even though he was fifty years old. He was not giving in for nothing. It looked like he had some real skills. If it was a one-on-one fight, even a young and strong guy would be no match for him.

In short, he is a capable assistant and we can get along well with him in personality. We can support him in the future and expand our staff.

After a while, Mr. Qian handed over the account book and Lian Xiaomin took a look. Sandaogou bought a total of 80,000 kilograms of grain, including 50,000 kilograms of sweet potatoes. They were still poor, so they had to buy cheap rations. This was normal.

According to the price she mentioned before, Sandaogou was sold for 9,600 yuan this time.

The 1,000 kilograms of rice, 1,000 kilograms of flour, 100 kilograms of cotton and two large fans of 500 kilograms of pork that she left behind last time were sold on the black market. Mr. Qian next to her also told her that the prices had increased in December, with rice and flour rising to 1.2 yuan per kilogram, cotton to 3.5 yuan, and pork to 2.5 yuan. They were all sold out, and she earned a total of 3,950 yuan.

Last time, Lian Xiaomin and Qian Ye talked for a long time and renegotiated that they would settle the profits based on a 20:80 split, with Lian Xiaomin taking 80% and them taking 20%.

From then on, Mr. Qian took his men and worked with Lin Zi. He no longer had to go to other places to look for sources of supplies, and he felt very happy.

Originally he said he only wanted 10%, but Lian Xiaomin insisted that we should just take 20%, and we can talk about it later if there are special circumstances. Adding more staff and expanding our strength will also require money, so if we work hard in the future, we won't suffer any loss.

After settling the accounts, Uncle Qian took out the money that he had prepared long ago from the box in the kang cabinet and handed it over. Even if they were all big bundles, there would be more than thirteen bundles. Lian Xiaomin put the money in a cloth bag, put it in the backpack, and put it away with the lid closed.

Uncle Qian filled Lian Xiaomin's teapot with water and poured himself a cup of tea. As they drank, they chatted and said, "It's almost the Spring Festival now, and the scarce goods are in great demand. All the goods we had before have been sold out. There is nothing left. Now we are only selling the remaining 10,000 catties of sorghum and 30,000 catties of corn after the transaction with Sandagou."

Lian Xiaomin listened and nodded, making plans in her mind.

Uncle Qian remembered something and said, "Oh, right, a few days ago, the captain of Sandagou, Zhang Shengli, came again and told me that too many people from the surrounding villages and towns had come to him for help and that they were starving and were about to get into trouble. He really had no other options, so he came to ask if he could buy another batch of grain."

Lian Xiaomin put down the teacup, looked at Mr. Qian, and listened to what he said.

"I told him that I can only trade with you when I sell grain, and I won't meet anyone else. I can't reveal our identities to anyone else. The amount is too large, and the price we give to the village is too low, so it's easy to get into trouble. Also, we have to wait four or five days to see how much there is. I guess he will come again tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

After Mr. Qian finished explaining the situation, what to do next depended on Lin Zi's arrangements.