The visitor phrased it tactfully, but someone like Zuo Ling, who was buying saplings, clearly didn't know anything about the business.

The person who served her at the shop was either clueless or just trying to make more money off her.

Those in charge of procurement must have some knowledge of the subject.

I almost burst out laughing when I heard that Zuo Ling wanted as many saplings as possible.

Those in the know wouldn't order like that.

Those who truly run plantations must first determine whether the seedlings are suitable for the local climate and soil, and secondly, understand the taste of the fruit.

Zuo Ling ordered tree seedlings, emphasizing the words "abundance" and "completeness".

If the seed shop doesn't distinguish between good and bad seedlings and just gives all the seedlings to Zuo Ling, it may make money, but it will also ruin its reputation.

The person who came with us today is someone who knows a lot about tree seedlings.

He wanted to meet Zuo Ling in person; if they could become long-term clients, it would be a good thing.

Zuo Ling genuinely didn't understand, and secondly, she possessed a spatial dimension that she couldn't explain to others.

There are too many people in the world who only care about their immediate interests, and very few who are willing to earn less money to give advice to others.

"Thank you. It was my fault for not thinking things through and causing you trouble."

Zuo Ling appreciated the gesture, and the visitor was very pleased:

"You're welcome. It's our pleasure. Please contact us if you need anything else."

"Okay, okay, thank you! Thank you!"

After settling the accounts, Zuo Ling owed the seed shop two thousand yuan.

The visitor was very generous: "No need to pay. You ordered a lot, so consider it making friends."

Zuo Ling was grateful for the other party's kind reminder and gave him two large watermelons.

Both parties were delighted and exchanged pleasantries about staying in touch before taking their leave.

After waiting for over an hour, the outdoor gear store owner finally delivered the goods.

After placing the order in the morning, the shop owner gave Zuo Ling a business card, revealing his name to be Yang Chengang.

After taking inventory, Zuo Ling casually asked, "Brother Yang, can you get diesel and gasoline?"

The government has strict controls on gasoline and diesel, and private individuals are not allowed to purchase them in large quantities.

Zuo Ling was too lazy to fill up the gas tank at the gas station and then pump it out box by box; that would take forever.

Besides, she doesn't have time.

In the apocalypse, strength is the only way to survive.

She wanted to take advantage of the moment before everyone realized what was happening and go outside to search for some energy crystals.

Yang Chengang gave Zuo Ling a deep look: "How much do you want?"

"They can actually get their hands on it!" Zuo Ling had only asked casually, yet she had already found out about a big shot.

"We need 10 tons each of 92#, 95#, and 98# gasoline, and 5#, 0#, -35#, and -50# diesel, totaling 1 million. If there's any extra, we'll add more 95# gasoline; if not, we'll add more."

Zuo Ling only knew the price of gasoline, but not the price of diesel.

Yang Chengang did the math:

"I can connect you with them for free. The other party will take 10%, which is already the lowest price."

In other words, for goods worth 1 million, the other party takes 100,000 of the market price.

Is the oil quality guaranteed?

One million is no small sum for Zuo Ling. If she runs into a scammer, she'll have nowhere to turn.

Yang Chengang looked arrogant:

"The one I recommend is definitely guaranteed. They only have repeat customers. If they dare to cheat people, they won't survive in this industry."

He paused for a moment, then continued:

“If you dare to lie to me, tell me and I’ll make them drink the oil.”

Is it true? The words were domineering, and Zuo Ling was quite pleased to hear them.

"Thank you in advance, Brother Yang."

"No doubt about it. You've already called me brother, so I do have some connections."

Yang Chengang went outside to make a phone call and returned a little while later.

"It's too late today, I can deliver it to you tomorrow."

Zuo Ling wants to stay at home for the night before going back to Yanzhen to see Ding Jiaojiao, as she doesn't want to rush.

"I have something to do tomorrow, so how about the afternoon after tomorrow, or later is fine too? Call me before you come."

As she spoke, Zuo Ling remembered something else:

"Brother Yang, there's something else I'd like to trouble you with."