Xie Yuyao didn't know how Zhao Honghui guessed it. Perhaps after their escape in the forest, she subconsciously felt that he was trustworthy and stopped trying to hide it.
She remained silent, simply acquiescing.
Seeing this, Zhao Honghui told her the key points of what happened last night: "Xingchang and Qitai talked about something last night. The Fifth Army Corps wants to exchange coarse grains for fine grains, the forest farm wants to exchange cured meat for coarse grains, and Qitai wants cured meat. Right now, we lack a source of fine grains."
His eyes were dark and deep as he revealed his purpose: "If we have stockpiled a lot of fine grains, we can sell some of them for cash. If not, we can keep them for ourselves."
Xie Yuyao was surprised that someone was offering her a pillow just as she was about to doze off. She asked in delight, "How many do you want?"
This reaction was completely unexpected by Zhao Honghui. It seems that she has a lot of resources and wants to convert them into cash.
"From a few hundred to several thousand."
There are two acres of land in the space dedicated to growing rice and wheat. A harvest can be completed every ten days or so. With the addition of products from the space, each harvest yields several thousand kilograms. Currently, tens of thousands of kilograms of each type of grain have been harvested, which is sufficient to meet the needs.
Xie Yuyao hinted, "If you were given ten acres of farmland, what would you grow?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Honghui took a deep breath. He never imagined that the incredible mustard seed could actually be used for planting.
Before he could speak, Xie Yuyao changed the subject: "Have you thought about what to do?"
"I've thought it through. I'll use the grain station's connections to find a secluded courtyard near the train station as a warehouse and ship the goods from there." After careful consideration, Zhao Honghui decided on this plan.
"In that case, let's agree."
Yao Yao's complete trust melted Zhao Honghui's heart. He embraced her and kissed her pink and luscious lips in the snow.
Xie Yuyao felt her body no longer obeying her brain's commands, as if floating on clouds, slightly dizzy and unsteady...
"Hmm..."
Her breathing became more and more rapid, and her delicate, lotus-like face turned red from lack of oxygen.
Just when she was about to reach her breaking point, he finally let her go.
She took a few breaths, her eyes shimmering with tears.
Zhao Honghui's dark eyes, however, seemed to be burning with intense, fiery light.
In the cold wind, Zhao Honghui made a lifelong promise: "Yaoyao, I want to be with you forever, and never be separated."
In the north, it gets dark very early in winter; before six o'clock, night has already fallen.
After finishing dinner, Zhao Honghui carried his clothes bag and carried a flashlight home. At the gate of the courtyard, he met Zhao Dayong, who was rushing over.
Having already received instructions from his boss, he greeted Zhao Honghui with a change from his usual timid demeanor, saying enthusiastically, "Brother Honghui, you're here too!"
Zhao Honghui, unlike his previous indifference, nodded gently.
After Qi Tai handled the deal, the price and other aspects were easier to negotiate. He didn't participate further and instructed Xie Yuyao, who was seeing him off, "Go back quickly, don't catch a cold."
"Um."
After Zhao Honghui left, Xie Yuyao and Zhao Dayong walked half a circle around the wall and entered the house through the back door.
Looking at the newly opened gate and wall, Zhao Dayong praised repeatedly, "Xie Zhiqing really thought of everything."
"It's all thanks to the brigade leader's care," Xie Yuyao said truthfully. Without the brigade leader's approval, no matter how wonderful her plans were, they would be useless.
After the educated youth compound collapsed, she also heard some rumors that some brigade cadres suggested that her and Yang Shumei's house be used as a new educated youth compound.
She had prepared a plan, but the captain turned her away and didn't even ask her.
The brigade leader played a major role in enabling her to enjoy her comfortable life today. In return, she is willing to contribute to the development of Qingshan Village.
"That's because you're so knowledgeable and talented. Just the dried fruit business alone has brought a lot of income to the community members," Zhao Dayong said in a business-like compliment.
Xie Yuyao smiled upon hearing this and led him inside.
"Comrade Zhao Dayong, you've come at the right time. We've already prepared the first batch of braising liquid. Why don't you try it first?"
When Yang Shumei saw the two of them, she smiled and greeted Zhao Dayong, inviting him to sit down in the main room.
She took out a bowl and plate, put a portion of various braised dishes on it, and served it to him to taste. She also gave him two still warm mixed flour steamed buns.
Zhao Dayong declined, embarrassed: "How can I do that? We need to make money from it."
"Eat up, it won't make a difference. Judging from your appearance, you haven't had dinner yet either, so just make do with this."
After Xie Yuyao's persuasion, Zhao Dayong stopped refusing. He smelled the aroma and his taste buds were already wide open. He couldn't wait to take a big bite. "It's really delicious. I'm sure it will sell out!"
After finishing the meal, Zhao Dayong explained his purpose: "My boss has spoken. You set the price. Let's try selling it for a day first, see the market feedback, and then determine the dishes and portions accordingly."
"I have only one word: I will never sell it cheaply." Xie Yuyao had considered pricing braised pork similar to cured pork, but she needed money to purchase the goods, unlike cured pork which was mostly made from animals hunted in Shemin Mountain.
In addition, the taste of these braised meats is absolutely superb, far superior to that of cured meats.
Therefore, she would rather produce less than sell at a lower price.
Xie Yuyao asked, "I don't know much about the market situation. Can you tell us about the prices of meat on the black market?"
"As you all know, pork at the food station costs seven or eight mao a pound, and you need meat coupons. The price on the black market is double that, around one yuan and fifty cents a pound, and fresh pork is scarce; supply can't meet demand. As for cured pork and other chicken, duck, and rabbit meat, the prices vary, but the difference isn't significant..."
Zhao Dayong explained the black market situation in detail, and after listening, Xie Yuyao and Yang Shumei fell into deep thought.
Yang Shumei suggested: "Take pork as an example. Let's set the purchase price at 1.5 yuan. With labor costs, secret recipe and other factors, the selling price will be at least 1.8 yuan."
Zhao Dayong frowned. If he raised the price again, the selling price would be very high, and he was a little worried that it would be difficult to sell.
Xie Yuyao, however, said, "Let's set a uniform price: meat will cost 2.5 yuan per jin, and vegetables will cost 0.8 yuan per jin. We'll give you the wholesale price of 2 yuan and 0.5 yuan respectively."
"Isn't this market price too high?"
"Take it and try it first. It would be best to have someone carry it to the family quarters to sell. There are many people there who have money but no ration coupons, so it shouldn't be a problem." Xie Yuyao explained the reason for the price: "It's too far to transport from Qingshantun to the county town, so we can't take the low-profit, high-volume route."
"Alright, I'll take it to the county town tomorrow and see how it goes. If the price is too high, we'll revise it." Zhao Dayong wasn't sure how the market would react. After all, no matter how delicious the food is, if the price is too high, few people can afford it.
"no problem."
Zhao Dayong carried a large bucket of braising spices home. Xie Yuyao said to Yang Shumei, "How about we split it 50/50?"
Yang Shumei rejected this profit distribution proposal.
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