Disguised, Lin Chen went to the appointment alone. He thought of many ways to phrase his words, but when questioned by Brother Biao, he ultimately did not reveal that Scarface had gone to Guangzhou to purchase goods and bypassed the county town's supply channels.

"Can you make the decisions all by yourself?" Jiang Ning asked deliberately.

Lin Chen nodded: "From now on, whenever I come alone, I will be responsible for everything. Anyway, the money and goods are settled, so you won't suffer any loss."

Jiang Ning smiled and continued speaking in a rough voice, "This time I've prepared some different goods for you. Come with me."

Lin Chen followed without hesitation. The man in front of him wasn't much taller than his wife. If they really fought, he could take him down in no time.

In less than five minutes, the two arrived at a warehouse.

Jiang Ning opened the warehouse, inside which were sewing machines and bicycles arranged neatly.

Lin Chen was stunned. How could Boss Biao be so capable of getting so much stuff?

I really underestimated him. It seems that selling the watch last time was just a test; the real business is yet to come.

Seeing that he was too shocked to speak, Jiang Ning laughed:

"Here are one hundred Butterfly brand sewing machines and one hundred Forever bicycles. My selling price is fifty yuan per machine. How many can you afford?"

Lin Chen had two thousand yuan, enough to buy forty units.

But these two large items are not as lightweight and portable as watches. Even though he is strong, he can only carry two at a time.

Even if he had the money to buy so many, he wouldn't have anywhere to put them!

He pondered for a moment, then spoke:

"I have a plan, but I don't know if you can agree to it?"

"You go first," Jiang Ning said expectantly.

Selling these items is indeed a problem for Lin Chen, and she is eager to know how he will solve it.

"I want to continue renting your warehouse and then make some cards, one card for each large item. I'll sell the cards and then have them pick up the goods regularly!"

Jiang Ning was shocked after hearing this, not expecting his thinking to be so advanced.

No wonder he was successful in many industries in his previous life.

Jiang Ning clapped her hands and smiled, "Great! Let's cooperate like this then. I don't mind how long you occupy the warehouse, as long as you remember to settle the payment with me after you sell everything."

As for how much you sell it for, I don't care.

Lin Chen smiled and said, "Deal."

Doing business with Brother Biao was quite smooth; he paid 1,000 yuan upfront for the goods.

There's no need to worry about Boss Biao secretly taking the goods away, because he has the key to the gate.

Back home, Lin Chen conscripted Lin Qiao, who was engrossed in reading, to help him draw tickets and certificates. She had loved drawing since she was a child.

"Brother, why did you suddenly decide to draw this? Isn't it illegal?"

Lin Qiao was timid and dared not draw.

Jiang Ning encouraged her, "If anything happens, your brother will take care of it."

Two designs were created, both imitating the style of grain coupons, but depicting a sewing machine and a bicycle on the coupons, and also including the transaction address.

Instead of writing "warehouse," it still says "the alley behind the movie theater."

He took the ticket, got on a brand-new bicycle, and went to the county town again.

Only printing plants are located in county towns.

Without a letter of introduction, the person who received him said they were powerless to help.

"Comrade, you don't have a letter of introduction. If you print it, you will be punished."

Besides, he didn't need to print many tickets, and it would take time to type them up. Moreover, the tickets he had were quite strange; he had never seen them before.

Just then, a printer passed by, saw the ticket in his hand, and looked on with delight.

"Comrade, do you have a sewing machine?" The man pulled Lin Chen aside.

Lin Chen lowered his voice: "I can give you a discount if you want it, a hundred yuan, but..."

The printer took the sample ticket from his hand and chuckled, "No problem, I'll work an extra night shift and get it done for you."

The printer was overjoyed. Recently, the supply and marketing cooperative had been short of sewing machines, and he had been queuing for several days but still couldn't buy one. However, his son's girlfriend said that they had to have the "three turns and one sound" (a traditional Chinese stringed instrument) before getting married, which worried him greatly.

Unexpectedly, things have taken a turn for the better today.

He didn't ask Lin Chen why he needed to print these things; as long as it solved the problem, he was willing to take the risk.

Besides, the sewing machine in the department store costs 150 yuan, so he saved 50 yuan, which is two months' salary.

The next day, Lin Chen received the printed receipts, 120 for each item.

To prevent people from buying tickets but not picking up their goods, he printed a few extra and asked those who bought them to pay a one-yuan purchase fee, which could be deducted from the payment when picking up the goods.

He also brought the printer to the back alley of the movie theater, made him wait for about ten minutes, and then carried the goods over to him.

The printer handed him ten 100-yuan bills and said, "Young man, come back to me if you need anything in the future."

Lin Chen put the money in his pocket: "Okay, if you still want a bicycle, or if your relatives want a sewing machine, you can come here and have a look. If you're lucky, you might find me."

A very pleasant transaction.

Lin Chen took the receipts to the black market in the county town.

With a little inquiry and observation, these places are not hard to find.

He used to be a soldier, and his observation skills were better than the average person, so he quickly found the entrance to the black market.

In two hours, he sold six tickets, two sewing machines, and four bicycles.

Lin Chen told them that if they wanted to pick up the goods today, they could go to the alley behind the movie theater at five o'clock.

If you're not in a hurry, you can pick it up again tomorrow at noon with your ticket.

But the wait can't be too long, because there's no guarantee that the goods will still be available.

People in this era are generally quite simple and honest. Lin Chen said that the ticket could definitely be redeemed, so he trusted him completely and took out a dollar to buy the ticket.

The supply and marketing cooperatives are in such a tight supply that any available stock is reserved for relatives, friends, or leaders, leaving ordinary people with money unable to buy any.

The news that there was now a way to buy it, and that it was only ten yuan more expensive than the supply and marketing cooperative, gradually spread.

Especially around five o'clock, those with tickets indeed bought the items they wanted, and then they went back and spread the word.

Lin Chen made 960 yuan in one go, but he was not blinded by victory and sold off his stock blindly.

He had already planned it out: from now on, he would buy tickets in the morning, pick up the goods at noon, work half a day, and still be able to go home for lunch.

That evening, after cuddling with his wife, Lin Chen told her that he would be very busy for the next period of time.

Jiang Ning directed him to fetch hot water for her so he could help her take a bath. "Being busy is a good thing; it means you're making money. I've been quite busy lately, buying some ready-made furniture, designing the banquet menu, and purchasing the necessary ingredients."

Jiang Ning originally planned to have the furniture custom-made by a carpenter, but that would take a long time, so she decided to go and see if there were any second-hand options.

Especially furniture made of rosewood or huanghuali wood; buying those pieces will likely increase their value in the future.

Lin Chen thought his wife was incredibly capable, so he kissed her on the cheek and praised her, "My wife really knows how to manage a household."

Jiang Ning chuckled, "Then what reward do you have for me?"

Lin Chen lifted her chin: "I'll be your reward!"

They had been working on it for over an hour, and Jiang Ning was so exhausted that her voice was hoarse. She slapped his hand away.

"Come on, we don't even have enough condoms."