Bi Qiao'an lay weakly in the ice and snow, watching the heavy snow bury her alive. Thinking back to her three years of solitary survival in the apocalypse, her consciousness gradually blurred. ...
Shen Yanming had no objections and led them to the underground parking garage.
Since both sacks were quite heavy, and the underground parking garage was some distance from the office, Shen Yanming had them work in pairs to carry the sacks back.
After finally getting back to the office, they all slumped into their seats, wiping the sweat from their foreheads.
Since Shen Yanming only led the way and didn't carry anything, he was in the best condition. However, Bi Qiaoan still poured him a glass of water so he could drink some water and rest.
After catching their breath, Ke Wenpei and the others discussed how to go out and sell dried fruit.
After much discussion, because they lacked experience, tools, and trust in each other, they ultimately decided to act together.
Shen Yanming ignored all of that. He quietly drank the water that Bi Qiaoan had poured for him. After he finished drinking, he took out a small blanket and wrapped it around Bi Qiaoan, letting her lean on him to rest for a while.
But even though he doesn't manage things, problems still find him.
Ke Wenpei walked up to Shen Yanming and asked, "Yanming, we don't have a scale. Can we borrow your electronic scale?"
"Yes, it's possible, but I didn't bring it today. I lent the electronic scale to a friend, and I probably won't be able to return it until tomorrow or the day after."
If you're not in a hurry, just wait a little while, and I'll bring it to you when he returns.
Ke Wenpei was in a dilemma because all of them were eager to earn food, but he couldn't suggest that Shen Yanming take the scales back.
After all, although they shared an office, they couldn't really get along and weren't very familiar with each other because of economic, ideological, and other reasons.
Seeing Ke Wenpei's troubled expression, Shen Yanming suggested, "If you need it urgently, you can ask those families who used to do business with you and borrow their scales."
Especially for those who used to sell vegetables and meat, their scales are now basically just for show; you can borrow one by paying a rent fee or giving them some other items.
Ke Wenpei's eyes lit up. He thanked Shen Yanming and then went to discuss things with his friends.
Finally, the group decided to go to Wangchun Market near their workplace.
It used to be a farmers' market, but many shops closed down for various reasons.
However, the merchants at Wangchun Market all live nearby, so they are easy to find.
Seeing that it was already 1:40 and the power was about to go out, Ke Wenpei couldn't suppress his desire to make money. He put down his work, rummaged through the corner and found a cardboard box used for packing packages. It wasn't very big, just right for him.
Ke Wenpei opened the dried fruit bag, poured the dried fruit into the express box, and then used a needle and thread to seal the dried fruit bag after it was full.
The reason for sewing with needle and thread is to prevent someone at work from stealing the food. After all, there are so many that it wouldn't be noticeable if everyone had a handful.
Sigh, petty, but that's normal.
If this happened in another workplace, someone might actually steal it, since these things are quite rare these days.
However, Shen Yanming's colleagues all lived in relatively good conditions and had a sense of shame, so they naturally wouldn't do anything that would tarnish their reputation.
Finally, around 2 a.m., the power went out. Ke Wenpei didn't plan to waste any more time in the office. While it was still light, he said goodbye to everyone and carried the small box of dried fruit out.
Of course, several colleagues who were going into business with him followed suit.
They first went to Wangchun Market, and after asking around, they found a family that originally ran a fruit business.
However, due to the difficulty in finding a source of goods, they have stopped selling fruit. Both of their sons have signed up to become laborers, leaving only the elderly couple to farm at home.
After Ke Wenpei explained his purpose to the couple, they nodded in agreement, but they wanted to collect a deposit and rent.
Seeing that the other party wasn't paying much, Ke Wenpei and several other colleagues agreed. After successfully obtaining the electronic scale, the group set up a stall at Wangchun Market.
Sadly, there are already few people coming to the market to buy things, and most of them are empty-handed. Those who ask about prices are hoping to buy with money.
"Brother Pei, are we sure we won't be unable to sell them?" Tian Weihua asked somewhat anxiously.
Ke Wenpei was also a bit confused. "Really? Look at Shen Yanming, he sold them all. So many people in our unit buy his dried fruit. Why can he sell them while we can't?"
“But look, we’ve been here for over an hour, and we haven’t sold a single pound of dried fruit!” Peng Gang said.
Rong Huai was also a little discouraged. "Maybe we're not cut out for business. If all else fails, we should just stick to our regular jobs."
Ke Wenpei was still unwilling to give up and shook his head, saying, "No, this is only the first day. Maybe we'll have business after a couple more days. Don't you think about how many mouths are waiting to be fed? If we miss this opportunity, we won't have another one."
“Brother Pei, it’s not that we don’t want to do it, it’s just that, look at this empty market, there’s not even a single customer. Who are we going to sell to?” Tian Weihua said.
“Shen Yanming sold it to a colleague. Why don’t we ask our relatives and friends to inquire as well?” Rong Huai suggested.
"No, if your relatives and friends find out, they won't want to get a share of the pie."
Besides, how did we end up like this? It's because we have too many awful relatives and we can't do anything about them. If they knew we had a way to make a living, they would definitely try to suck our blood and eat our flesh.
"I'm putting this out there today. If any of you dare to tell anyone about this, we can forget about doing business together. Get out of here!" Ke Wenpei said angrily.
"No, no, no, Brother Pei, I was just saying that. I really didn't mean for my relatives and friends to know about this. Even if they did know, they wouldn't understand. Instead, they would scold me for not doing my job properly."
Rong Huai paused for a moment and said, "I'm just a little unwilling. Why can Shen Yanming make his business successful, but we can't?"
Ke Wenpei fell silent. He was also a little jealous of Shen Yanming. Even though it was a business that the other party had given him, it would be useless if he couldn't earn any food.
"Fine, I'll call him and ask!" Ke Wenpei said reluctantly.
"Hello, Yanming, this is Ke Wenpei."
"Well, is things going well, Brother Pei?" Shen Yanming asked with a smile.
Ke Wenpei was a little embarrassed and stammered, "We haven't sold a single pound yet."
Shen Yanming was surprised, "No way, where did you sell them? How could you not sell them? As far as I know, the market for dried fruit is huge."
Ke Wenpei didn't hide anything, "We're at Wangchun Market..."
Then I briefly explained what had happened.
Shen Yanming fell silent after hearing this. He really didn't know how these people were thinking. Even if they had never done business, they shouldn't be inferior to Chen Shunwei and his ilk.
"Brother Pei, who in their right mind would carry grain to the market to buy things?"