The following chat went much more smoothly.
The price of refined rice flour sold on the black market in small county towns fluctuates between 0.6 and 0.65 yuan.
Tielanyan has a relatively large transaction volume with Old Man Fan, so the price is slightly more favorable, at 0.59 cents per pound.
As for fruits, bananas, apples, grapes and oranges were all priced the same, originally 2 yuan per pound, but after negotiation the price was reduced to 1.8 yuan.
So 10,000 kilograms of refined rice, 10,000 kilograms of flour, and 5,000 kilograms of fruit, a total of 20,800 yuan.
Tie Lanyan said she only wanted 20,000, and asked Old Man Fan to help her get the remaining 800, such as national coupons or gold, silver, jewelry, etc.
"My boss particularly likes to collect and play with these. If you have the channels to get them, the more the better."
Tie Lanyan said this to tell Old Man Fan that she had someone above her.
This also avoids the situation of backlash.
Of course, Tie Lanyan is not afraid that the other party will go back on his word.
If you don't do this, I won't be righteous. As long as Old Man Fan dares to have any ulterior motives, she can do even more excessive than him.
The two agreed to meet in the small woods on the outskirts of the county town in the afternoon for the transaction.
Before Tie Lanyan left, Old Man Fan's wife, Aunt Hu, gave her a bag of egg cakes.
"Please help pass it on to that older sister. I ate her candy last time, so this is my return gift."
Aunt Hu is someone who can assess the situation.
If Tie Lanyan had only brought a small business, she would definitely not be so enthusiastic.
But Tie Lanyan didn't dislike her behavior.
Dealing with such discerning people is actually the least tiring.
It's good to say everything openly.
After Tie Lanyan left, Old Man Fan happily picked up his wife and started spinning around:
"Wife! I'm going to make a fortune! I'm rich!"
Aunt Hu was so frightened that she slapped his arm:
"Stop, you old man. You are already quite old. Don't hurt your back!"
After stopping, Old Man Fan grinned happily:
"I can't get away. I'm in great shape. How about we try it under the covers tonight?"
Aunt Hu's ears quickly turned red, and she cursed with a smile:
"Damn it, just give it a try, who's afraid of who!"
Old man Fan laughed and was very happy.
As long as he could make his wife happy at night, maybe she would agree to go fishing with him tomorrow.
This day finally has something to look forward to~
......
After leaving the black market, Tie Lanyan did not go back.
The transaction will be done in the afternoon. She can't possibly run back and forth. It would be too much trouble.
I might as well find a secluded place to enter the space and take a rest in it.
As soon as she entered the space, Tie Lanyan lit a fire and heated up the pork ribs soup that she had prepared earlier.
Although space can preserve food, it is not a static state. The prepared food will still get cold and need to be heated up.
For lunch, pork rib soup alone was not enough, so Tie Lanyan heated up 4 large meat buns.
While the dishes were heating up, Tie Lanyan went to the study to get some paper and pen and began to outline the story.
Before, she just practiced writing, learning from newspapers and magazines of that era, and writing small stories around her.
Now that I have practiced enough, it is time to write a story and submit it.
It’s hard to write manuscripts these days; there are too many restrictions and requirements.
Generally, submissions are either academic or praising workers or leaders.
Tie Lanyan plans to write about different things, for example, she plans to write about the interesting things in the daily life between young wives.
As for the source of inspiration, isn't there a ready-made one - Old Man Fan and his wife, Aunt Hu?
Old Man Fan likes fishing, but Aunt Hu doesn't like him going fishing, and the two of them start a hilarious story.
Of course, the names of the characters have to be changed, and their personalities and backgrounds have to be more rounded.
Tie Lanyan started writing first, then gradually became more and more excited as she wrote, and gradually became addicted to the joy of writing the word 뀗.
If the aroma of the pork rib soup had not wafted into her nose, she would not have realized that more than half an hour had passed.
A bowl of pork rib soup was served and a big meat bun was picked up.
Tie Lanyan continued to think about the story while drinking soup and eating meat buns.
Just like that, more than three hours passed and a story of about 10,000 words was completed.
Tie Lanyan revised it a bit, rewrote it, and put the finished story in an envelope.
She plans to submit this story to the magazine Story Club.
This is a well-known magazine in China. It contains a wide variety of stories and has been popular for generations.
When Tie Lanyan had some free time, she went to the post office and mailed the letter.
Then I took the 28-bar bicycle from the space and rode it to the small woods in the suburbs.
There is still half an hour before the time agreed with Old Man Fan.
Tie Lanyan made a bamboo cart in space with her mind, which was filled with rice, flour, and fruits, and covered with a large black piece of paper.
After placing the cart behind a large rock in an inconspicuous place, Old Man Fan and his men came over.
"Brother Xiaonan, I'm here. Is your cargo ready?"
Old man Fan didn't even have the appetite to eat lunch today, he was thinking about this transaction.
Tie Lanyan nodded: "Okay, come over and inspect the goods."
Old man Fan walked over and opened the black box. He first looked at the rice, then at the white flour and fruits, his eyes filled with surprise.
"Very good, the quality of this batch of food and fruits is very good!"
Old man Fan was extremely happy at the moment.
According to the original plan, if this transaction was completed, he could make a net profit of at least one or two thousand yuan.
But the quality of this batch of goods exceeded his expectations.
If this is the case, then he can sell it at a higher price.
This is a pleasant surprise!
"Xiao...Oh no, Brother Nan, your supply is really amazing, I am very satisfied!"
Old Man Fan asked someone to bring over four snakeskin bags and a wooden box.
"The snakeskin bag contains the gold, silver, jewelry, calligraphy and paintings that I asked people to quickly collect. The wooden box contains 20,000 yuan. Count it."
Tie Lanyan opened them one by one and looked at them. The amount was indeed high, and those in Dong's shop looked good too.
"Okay, I'll take it."
This means that the transaction was successful.
Old man Fan was very happy. He asked someone to take the cart away and took out a jade ring with a dragon pattern from his pocket.
"Brother Nan, this is my family's heirloom, and I always keep it with me.
We hit it off right away, so I'll give you this jade ring. I hope we'll have a chance to do business again next time."
Of course Tie Lanyan would be happy to make friends with such a nice person.
"Okay, Brother Fan and I get along very well, so let's agree to trade once a month."
The two agreed on a time to discuss the source of goods for the next transaction, and then Old Man Fan left with his men.
After everyone had walked a long way away, Tie Lanyan put all the things on the scene into the space.
After walking for just 20 minutes, I was able to sense a malicious gaze...
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