"Boss, someone is coming."

The man quickly turned off the radio and said with a smile, "Young comrade, please take a seat. I don't know what to call you."

"My last name is He."

"Hello Comrade He, you can call me Lao Song. I heard from Jin San that you have a lot of good stuff. I wonder if we can make a deal."

"Since I came here, I want to do business with Uncle Song."

Old Song laughed and said, "Great! What goods do you have?"

"Rice, flour, pork, chicken, duck, goose, brown sugar, cotton. One thousand kilograms of rice, one thousand kilograms of flour, five kilograms of pork, one hundred chickens, ducks, and geese each, four hundred kilograms of brown sugar, four hundred kilograms of cotton. Fifty fish."

Even though Old Song had seen a lot of the world, he didn't expect that she had such a complete range of things, including cotton. What they lacked most now was cotton.

"Comrade He, how are you going to ship these?"

"Since you want it, I naturally won't give it to you at the black market price. Rice, I'll give you 60 cents a pound, flour 40 cents, chickens are 1.5 yuan a piece, ducks are 1.5 yuan a piece, geese are 2 yuan a piece, pork is 80 cents a pound, fish, 80 cents a piece. Brown sugar is 1.5 yuan a pound. In addition, I have military coats, 20 pieces, 35 yuan each, and cotton, you should know the price." She didn't dare to give a random price, because she really didn't know the price of cotton.

Lao Song hesitated and said, "This price..."

Before she finished her words, she took out a small bag of flour and rice, brown sugar, cotton, and a military coat from a bamboo basket: "You should have seen my meats, each weighing no less than three kilograms. Look at these things. The price I asked for is really not expensive."

Jin Laosan helped to open the bag, and there was brown sugar. Old Song was secretly surprised when he saw it. The flour was very white, the rice grains were clearly visible without any broken grains, the brown sugar was also good, the cotton had no impurities, and the military coat was also good.

He rolled two stones in his hand and said, "Okay, I'll give you four yuan per pound of cotton at the price Comrade He said." "Okay, you can go to the grove near the East City bus station at 3:30. I need money and tickets. If you have old items, it would be even better."

Old Song raised his eyebrows and said, "You still want old things?"

"want."

"Okay, we know that grove. Third brother, send a car over there later. Be careful."

He Wan nodded and said, "Then I'll notify people to prepare."

After leaving the compound, He Wan walked for a while and breathed a sigh of relief when she found that no one was following her.

After checking the time, he quickened his pace and walked towards the grove in the east city, which was in the opposite direction of their Dali Village.

The reason she was here was to be alert, and she had observed that this place was really remote.

It took half an hour to get here. After walking a long circle in the woods, and finding no one, she quickly took things out of the space. Each bag of white flour and rice contained 50 kilograms. Her old Yun was still the best. She asked for the kind of packaging without words.

There was no weight in the space, so it was very heavy outside, so she piled them up in a mess. The cotton was fine, and it was pulled out in one go. The chickens, ducks, and geese were taken out in baskets.

After waiting for these things to be done and the sweat on his body had almost dried, Jin Laosan drove over in a truck with four people.

(End of this chapter)