Arriving at the county town, they all went their separate ways. Meng Zhiyu found a deserted place, put the bicycle into the space, and dressed up as the big-mouthed monkey girl.
Carrying two baskets on his back, he went to the black market at the train station first. As soon as he found a place to squat, a customer came to his "door". It was the lame man from before.
"Girl, you haven't been here for a long time. I thought you quit." The lame man was surprised. He squatted in front of the backpack and looked down to see what was inside.
"How do you sell these?"
"Pears, peaches, and apples are 20 cents, watermelons are 15 cents, and red dates are 80 cents." Meng Zhiyu quoted the prices one by one.
This price is considered low on the black market, and the lame man was very straightforward. "Okay, I want all of these. Let's weigh them."
After saying that, he waved his hand, and two young men came up behind him, carrying a large scale. When Meng Zhiyu saw this big thing, he became more certain that this man must be at least a "small boss".
"Girl, let's check the scale first." The lame man picked up a watermelon and put it on the scale, letting Meng Zhiyu take a look at it, and then asked Meng Zhiyu to weigh it with his own scale.
Meng Zhiyu didn't hesitate to go through them one by one. The big scale was a little worse than her small beam scale, which was normal.
After going through the two backpacks, the lame man took out a small notebook and started writing and drawing, while Meng Zhiyu was typing away on the space computer.
After the man finished calculating, he said, "Sister, I calculated the total to be thirty-nine dollars and four cents. Count it again."
"That's right, that's the number, big brother. I'll make it an even number for you, so just give me thirty-nine. I don't want the remaining forty cents." Meng Zhiyu said with his mouth bent.
Almost every time she came, she could see this man wandering around the black market, always buying goods but not shipping them out. Meng Zhiyu felt that he must have a larger market and profit.
Lame didn't expect her to be so generous. He had originally wanted to give her forty as a round sum. He thought that her goods were all of medium and upper quality. "Sister, you are straightforward. But we are all businessmen. It's not easy for us. I can't let you suffer any loss."
Glancing around, the man lowered his voice and said, "Well, this isn't the first time we've done business. I believe you've seen that I need quite a bit of goods. Next time you come, just tell the gatekeeper my name. Then we can trade directly, and you won't have to wait here."
Although the black market makes money, not all items sell quickly. Some people may spend half a day waiting and only be able to sell one item, which is very dangerous.
If there is a dedicated consignee, it will be much simpler and more convenient, saving time and effort.
Meng Zhiyu hesitated for a moment, "Okay, but I don't know when I'll be able to get one. It all depends on luck."
She certainly wouldn't be so foolish as to think that the man said this to her just because of the 40 cents. She was more afraid that it was because the quality of her goods caught his eye.
Otherwise, there was a fruit seller in front, so why didn't he buy all the apples? She could see the worm holes on the apples from two meters away.
After paying the money and receiving the goods, the next stop was a grove, where they met Xiao Shitou and Erhei.
Shitou glanced at the backpack, took out an apple without hesitation, wiped it with his clothes, broke it in half, and gave half to Erhei.
"Sister, tell me the price."
Meng Zhiyu quoted the price again, and took all the stones without bargaining. "Sister, will you come tomorrow?"
Erhei called over a younger brother from somewhere, and the two of them also brought over a large scale. Zhiyu took a look at the scale and said, "Not necessarily. Big brother, you can see that my goods are all top-grade. If my dad hadn't taken my two brothers to risk their lives to rob them, I might not have been able to get them."
Shi Tou was skeptical. In his opinion, life was more important than goods. Anyway, he would not risk his life for a few goods.
"Then your father and brother also sell here?" Shitou looked around.
Looking at Shi Tou who seemed to want to take everything at once, Meng Zhiyu shook his head with a simple face, "No, my father and brother didn't sleep all night last night trying to grab the goods. Now they are catching up on their sleep at home to prepare for the evening."
Shitou nodded in understanding. He had also come in as a peddler selling goods. "It's not easy for any of them."
After Erhei and his younger brother finished weighing, they reported to the two of them. Shitou took a branch and drew on the ground while Meng Zhiyu was typing on the computer easily.
"Brother Shitou, my calculation is thirty-eight-eight." After seeing him finish the calculation, Meng Zhiyu reported his own result.
"That's right." Shi Tou was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this girl, who seemed to have no other advantages except her slightly too big mouth, was actually quite good at math.
After the two confirmed everything was correct, the transaction was completed. Before leaving, Shitou reminded him, "Girl, I usually hang around here when I have nothing to do. If you come tomorrow, take a look to see if I'm here. Selling to me is much better than selling to others. How about I give you a 5 cents per pound?"
What? Of course it’s what I want. Meng Zhiyu smiled broadly, “Okay, I’ll sell you the goods first. If you don’t want them, I’ll sell them to someone else.”
Of course, the premise is that you keep your promise and don't play tricks.
Finally, Meng Zhiyu went to the black market near the hospital and bought two baskets of fruits and dates. However, he was not so lucky this time and had to wait until noon to sell all the goods.
Meng Zhiyu guessed that the black market in this hospital probably preferred fish, pork and the like, but she was running low on fish and pork, so she wanted to keep them for herself.
The piglets and fish fry I just bought haven’t grown up yet. Isn’t the purpose of making money to make your life better? You can’t sacrifice your stomach for that little bit of money.
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