Wu Muxiang calculated in his mind that to build a brick and tile house, bricks and tiles would be the biggest expense. Asking villagers to do the work wouldn't cost much in labor costs, and if he gave them some money and provided them with food, the total would probably be more than two thousand yuan.
But it is still winter now, the snow has not completely melted yet, and the weather is cold. We have to wait until spring and cover it up before transplanting rice seedlings.
After staying at Old Lady Wu's house for a while and talking a few words, Wu Muxiang got up and went home.
The Chinese New Year is coming, and meat should be selling well on the black market. She is still short of money, so if she sells a few times before the end of the year, she should have enough.
After thinking about it, Wu Muxiang turned around and went to Hua Ziqiang's house.
Hearing a knock on the door, Hua Ziqiang opened it and was a little surprised to see that it was Wu Muxiang.
"Aunt Wu, what's going on?"
Wu Muxiang smiled and said, "Erniu, I have an opportunity to make money here, would you like to come?"
"An opportunity to make money?" Hua Ziqiang was a little confused.
It was very cold and it was not convenient to let people stand outside, so Hua Ziqiang welcomed Wu Muxiang into the house.
"It's cold outside, please come inside."
Seeing that there were no irrelevant people on the scene, Wu Muxiang spoke frankly.
"The gods gave me a few sheep, and I thought I couldn't finish them all. Also, Chinese New Year is coming soon, so they should be easy to sell on the black market.
But I can't pull all these sheep by myself, so I'm thinking of asking you for help. I'll give you 30% of the proceeds. What do you think?"
Hua Ziqiang thought about it and felt that it was a good idea. It would be a waste not to make money.
A sheep weighs at least a hundred pounds. The price is higher than usual during the New Year, and it can be sold for a few hundred yuan. This wave can at least make a few dozen yuan, which is still quite profitable.
Normally he didn't dare go to the black market, but now with Widow Wu accompanying him, he could also sell some other things.
That’s right, it’s malted milk again, and the malted milk hasn’t been sold out yet.
The flash sale price was only for one day, so Wu Muxiang directly exchanged two more sheep and put them in a special bamboo basket. When they arrived at the black market, they carried them in with Hua Ziqiang.
Hua Ziqiang thought that Wu Muxiang also had a similar task system where task rewards could be temporarily stored, so he didn't find it strange.
Wu Muxiang explained: "The gods gave me a bamboo basket to put things in, but I thought that one person couldn't carry a sheep, so how to carry the sheep in front of the gatekeeper was a problem, so I called you here."
Hua Ziqiang nodded: "I know."
A sheep was placed on the side of the road, and soon someone came to ask about it.
"How much is it?"
Wu Muxiang smiled kindly and quoted:
"This sheep weighs about 100 jin (100 kilograms). If you buy the whole sheep, it's 2 yuan per kilogram. If you buy the meat, it's 2.5 yuan per kilogram."
The man thought for a moment and said, "Cut me a leg of lamb."
The entire hind leg was cut off. Wu Muxiang picked it up and estimated its weight, and then he had a plan in mind:
"Twenty kilograms is no more, no less. Even if it's 20 kilograms, just give me 50 yuan."
The man measured it with his eyes and saw that the weight of the lamb leg was about the same. He nodded, took out the money readily, and carried the whole lamb leg away.
Wu Muxiang's stall was soon surrounded.
There was less than a month left before the Chinese New Year, and the few meat coupons issued by the company were not enough to eat. Seeing that there was still mutton for sale on the black market, everyone was naturally willing to pay for it.
After saving all year round, you still have to spend some money to eat something better during the Chinese New Year.
Before long, the whole sheep, including its bones, was sold out, and the profit was a few dollars more than the whole sheep.
It was still early, so Wu Muxiang and Hua Ziqiang left the black market and moved the second sheep in from the corner.
It was sold out very quickly as usual, with a total of 413.4 yuan sold. Based on the 30% share, Wu Muxiang got 124 yuan and 2 cents from Hua Ziqiang.
Then Hua Ziqiang took out four cans of malted milk from his backpack and sold them for 60 yuan each.
When the Chinese New Year arrives, many people start to spend money, wanting to eat something delicious during this only time of the year. They are even willing to pay for malted milk even if the price has increased.
After this trip, Wu Muxiang earned nearly three hundred yuan and Hua Ziqiang earned more than three hundred yuan. Both of them returned home satisfied.
The two men left the black market and walked for a while before they realized something was wrong.
Hua Ziqiang: "Aunt, it seems like someone is following us."
Wu Muxiang also noticed it, and her heart skipped a beat. Then she felt a little regretful. She shouldn't have come to the black market. It was too risky.
What should I do now?
Wu Muxiang calmed down for a moment and said, "Erniu, you run first, I'll drag him behind."
Hua Ziqiang is still quite loyal. If he abandoned Widow Wu and ran away, what kind of person would he be?
"Then what are you going to do, Auntie? Gui'er is still waiting for you to come back."
The two men had limited strength and could not think of any good solution, so they could only move forward with their hearts almost beating out of their throats.
Hua Ziqiang prayed in his heart that if he could escape, he would never come to the black market again! He still had younger brothers and sisters at home waiting for him to take care of them. If he got into an accident, he didn't know what bad things his uncle's family would do next.
Wu Muxiang was also puzzled. Although the black market was a bit dangerous, generally speaking, ordinary people only went there to buy some scarce supplies or sell some food privately.
Apart from the risk of getting caught, I've never heard of any other trouble.
Could it be that someone was targeting her while she was selling sheep?
But this area has many mountains, water and grass. Who knows, someone might secretly raise some cattle and sheep to sell. She doesn't sell much, so is this little money worth being targeted?
The person who was following them probably couldn't keep up anymore, so he ran up directly. Wu Muxiang then realized that the person following them was not a strong man, but just a thin and skinny young man.
The young man caught up to them and shouted:
"Wait a moment!"
Wu Muxiang and Hua Ziqiang looked at him, waiting for his next words.
The young man didn't say anything else, but fell silent.
Wu Muxiang asked, "What did you intend to do by stopping us? To rob us, or to exchange our belongings?"
The young man quickly waved his hands: "No, no, I'm not robbing you. I just want to ask, do you have any food on hand?"
Wu Muxiang and Hua Ziqiang looked at each other, then looked at the young men in front of them in surprise. Do they look like they have food?
The young man's face flushed red, and he slowly opened his clenched fists. He spoke with a hint of trepidation:
"This is a treasure passed down from my ancestors. I can exchange it for food with you."
In the open palm lay a smooth and lustrous pebble, emitting a faint glow.
Hua Ziqiang took a look and said, "Is this jade? But what can you do with such a small piece of jade?"
Wu Muxiang was also attracted by this little thing. Inexplicably, she had a vague feeling that this thing might be able to be exchanged for a lot of points.
"How much food do you want to exchange?"
The young man originally just wanted to try it out, but when he saw that Wu Muxiang actually wanted to change, a look of surprise flashed across his face, and he hurriedly said:
"Give as much as you like."
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