He asked for 20 kilograms of rice, 20 kilograms of white flour, 20 kilograms of cornmeal, 10 handfuls of noodles, a packet of brown sugar, 20 salted duck eggs, 50 eggs, vermicelli noodles, potatoes and radishes. The old woman at home took her grandson to the home of her eldest daughter, who worked at the post office. He didn't know what he could take out to exchange, so after a long pause, he quietly asked Guan's father if he could give him money.
Guan's father pretended to hesitate, thought for a moment and said, "Uncle, these things were collected by everyone in the village. We were planning to exchange them for the New Year. Since you don't know what you can exchange at home, then give me the money. But I didn't ask for it on my own initiative."
"Okay, you decide how much to give."
"You decide how much it should be. I don't know how much it should be."
"Well, I won't charge you the price of the non-staple food. That would be a huge loss for you. I won't charge you the black market price either. That's too expensive for me to afford. Let me tell you what I'm talking about.
We'll charge 45 cents per pound for rice and 40 cents for cornmeal. I think your noodles are much better than the ones on the black market, so we'll charge 60 cents per pound. Salted duck eggs are 15 cents each, brown sugar is 2 yuan, vermicelli is 1 yuan for 2 pounds, and eggs are 6 cents each. Potatoes and radishes are 3 yuan in total. The total is 44, so I'll give you 45, okay?"
"Okay! I want to ask you for some more tickets. Any tickets will do. There are people in the village who are getting married during the New Year, and there are also people getting married. They need everything. Please look for them. Any tickets will do."
"Yes!" Without hesitation, the old man got up and went into the house to get the money.
Look at their purchasing power, they definitely have a lot of money! They're big clients.
The trio wasn't aiming for profit right now, but rather to pave the way and lay the foundation for the future. Selling more or less didn't matter. Of course, they'd definitely have to go to the black market tomorrow morning. It didn't matter who they were selling to! However, finding a black market wasn't easy. The locations they chose were often remote, making them easy to escape. Plus, it wasn't easy to enter without someone familiar to guide them. Guan's father planned to ask this old man about it later.
The old man happily emerged from the room with 45 yuan and a few tickets. "You're in luck! These two soap tickets are about to expire and need to be used up. There's also a match ticket. This one's an industrial ticket, enough to buy a basin or something. Take these and buy something useful before the department store closes."
"Okay, thank you, sir. Look, there's so much food here. Is there anyone nearby who's close to you?"
"Yes, yes, yes. I was just wondering if I could share some with others. Wait, I'll go get my old friend."
Before Guan's father could finish his words, the enthusiastic old man walked out while talking. In a few minutes, he called over a group of old boys. These old guys must have been to the black market many times. After hearing the old man's transaction price, they didn't even consider it. They just split it up and paid for the goods without hesitation.
After the transaction, I chatted with the old man for a while and learned that his surname was Zheng. His family was large, with three sons and three daughters, all of whom were workers with high incomes. A large population means a lot of food, so consumption is high. Otherwise, the old man would not have taken so much without much consideration.
The total transaction time for the third order was only 20 minutes, so Guan Dad was designated as the second sales channel.
During the chat, the old man said: "You guys have too few things. My eldest son is in charge of purchasing in the factory canteen. If you have more things, you can sell them to him directly." Guan's father thought about it and said that some things were still stored elsewhere, so why not talk to your eldest son?
"Okay, I'll go call him," he turned around and went to call for help.
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