When he returned to the guesthouse, Chu Min was not there. Chu Tian thought for a while, changed into clean clothes, and knocked on the door of the next room.

"Master Adili, didn't you go out for a walk?"

Adili made way for Chu Tian to come in, "I was just shopping, I was just hungry, so I came back to eat something."

Chu Tian was about to ask why he didn't eat outside, but suddenly he remembered that he was a Uyghur and had to eat clean meals, but there were no clean meals in Sichuan Province...

"What did you eat? Or the naan you brought from Urumqi?"

Adili nodded, "Yeah."

"Is it okay to just eat naan? Don't you have a pot with you? I'll get you some mutton. How about you borrow the stove at the guesthouse to stew some mutton?"

The Uyghurs do not eat large amounts of meat, nor do they use Han Chinese pots to cook or bowls to eat, so whenever Master Adili goes out in the car, he always brings a small copper pot and bowls and chopsticks for his own use.

After all, they are his team members, the people he brought up. He can't just let them eat Sichuan specialties and let him stay in the guesthouse every day eating dry food and drinking tea, right?

"Can I get it?"

Adili really craves meat. Normally when he is in Urumqi, even when he is out driving, he will go to a state-owned restaurant exclusively for Muslims to have a meal of mutton when he arrives at a place. It has been almost a month since he left, and he really hasn't eaten mutton.

"Well, when I went to the black market this morning, I saw someone selling it. I asked about it at the time, and the price was a little higher than in Xinjiang, but not much more expensive..."

Before he finished speaking, Master Adili said that it didn't matter if it was expensive, as long as he could buy mutton. He took out five dollars from his pocket and handed it to Chu Tian. Chu Tian didn't argue with him. Sports car drivers don't live on a fixed salary, they all make money by reselling.

So, there are really few poor drivers.

"Wait a minute, I'll go see if there are any left."

After leaving the guesthouse, Chu Tian actually went to the black market for a stroll. After leaving the black market, Chu Tian was surprised to find that people on the black market were much more generous when selling things, and were not as cautious as before. He thought that this was a good sign, which meant that soon they would be able to do business openly and honestly.

At night, Chu Min and Zuo Zhuang didn't come back. Master Adili couldn't sleep and ran to the door of Chu Tian's room to ask, "Captain Chu, are Chu Min and Zuo Zhuang okay?"

Chu Tian smiled and said, "It's okay, don't worry, nothing will happen to them."

If Zuo Zhuang ran away alone, he might be worried, but since he went out with Chu Min, he really wasn't worried...

Chef Adili sighed, "Well, I've always been curious about what it's like in my mouth. Now that it's out, I still think Xinjiang is better. I can't understand what they say, and I can't eat what they eat..."

Chu Tian always had a faint smile on his face and listened to his complaints patiently until he had finished venting, then he patted him on the shoulder and said.

"Master Adili, do you still remember the dried goods I brought you when I returned from Kouli that year? Sichuan peppercorns, day lilies, and black fungus?"

"Yeah, I remember. It was delicious. What's wrong?"

"I bought them in Sichuan Province. They're super cheap here. Why don't you go out and buy some dried goods from here tomorrow if you have nothing to do?"

"Are those from Sichuan Province? I always thought you brought them back from Beijing~"

"It's from Sichuan Province..."

After seeing off Master Adili, Chu Tian closed the door and lay down. He was thinking about how to do business with Wang Long for a long time, and how to transport the dry goods specialties from various regions in Kouli to Xinjiang to open a dry goods grocery store in the future?

The next morning, before dawn, Chu Tian went to the dilapidated temple outside the city. He thought he arrived early enough, but he didn't expect that Wang Long and others were even earlier. There was no nonsense when they met. They exchanged money and goods, and the transaction was completed. When Wang Long was about to take his brothers back, Chu Tian stopped him.

"Wang Long, when I came back from your brigade yesterday, I noticed you had cherry and loquat trees planted on the mountain?"

Wang Long thought Chu Tian wanted to eat some, so he quickly said, "Yes, they used to be wild, but the elders in my family transplanted a lot of them many years ago. Now there are many fruit trees on the mountain, but now only loquats and cherries bear fruit. Oh, there are also tangerines. I'll send you some tomorrow."

"Brother Chu, let me tell you, although the Babagan oranges don't look good, they are delicious and sweet. Every year in April and May, when the Babagan oranges are harvested, we pick them and store them in the cellar. People who store them well can eat Babagan oranges from spring to autumn."

Chu Tian smiled and waved his hands, "I don't want to eat it, I want to buy it, I want to buy it in large quantities! How much can you get in the next two days?"

Wang Long was stunned, and his brothers around him were also stunned. After a while, Wang Long kindly reminded them.

"Brother Chu, loquats and cherries are not long-lasting. Even if it is a long-lasting tangerine, if it is not properly stored, it can only be kept for more than half a month at most..."

Chu Tian smiled and waved his hand, "Don't worry about that. Even if it's bananas from further south, we have a way to transport them back to Xinjiang intact."

"Just tell me, how much fruit can you get? Can you get it?"

He collected too little dry goods, and he couldn't earn tens of thousands of dollars by selling them. He wanted to build a house, buy land, and do business, all of which required a large amount of capital. If he didn't accumulate some capital before the spring of reform and opening up officially arrived, it would really be a shame for his time travel!

If you buy a large number of southern fruits and resell them in Xinjiang where transportation is inconvenient, you can really make a lot of money, and the profit is much greater than that of dried goods...

Wang Long and the others looked at each other. After a moment, Wang Long asked tentatively, "Brother Chu, how much do you plan to charge?"

Chu Tian spread his hands like a bachelor, "To be honest, I've never bought fruit from your Sichuan Province, so I don't know the price!"

Chu Tian really didn't know the price, and he really wanted to test Wang Long to see if he would deceive him just because he didn't know the price, and to see if he was suitable for long-term cooperation!

After hearing this, Wang Long gathered with a few people to discuss it. Finally, Wang Long walked over to Chu Tian and said with a smile, "The fruits in our Sichuan Province are not worth much in Sichuan Province. In the past, when the fruits were ripe, we would pick a basket of fruits and carry it to the black market in the city to sell them. We could only get a few dozen kilograms of fruits for one yuan, which means we could only get a few cents per kilogram..."

"Brother Chu, you know that we don't have many fields near the mountain. Usually the adults can't eat enough, let alone the children. So, in previous years, as long as these fruits are ripe, it is the happiest time for the children in the family, so..."

Chu Tian smiled and said, "Wang Long, just tell me how much you want. We're not just doing this one-time deal. Who knows, we might be able to continue this business for a long time in the future, right?"