"Tell me, how much can you give?"
'ah?'
Beautiful, he didn't understand, and now he felt relieved.
'I said how much'
"Hey, your southern accent is quite interesting. Pork is 79 cents a pound at the market, how about we charge one yuan a pound?"
When doing business, it is normal to raise the price and pay back the money on the spot.
"79 cents requires meat coupons. The beef I just ordered is still one yuan a pound, the minimum is one yuan and a half."
"Why are you so anxious, sister? Why are you still calling me 'old man'? This is really frustrating in our north."
"I'm used to it. We all say that in Sichuan Province."
"Big sister, let's be honest. How about a flat price of 1.1 yuan?"
The ginger tea is pretty good. 500 kilograms is sold for 1.2 yuan in Shanghai. It sells a lot here, so the price is okay.
"Yes, yes, it's settled."
"Where do you pick up the goods? How did you manage to get so many pigs here?"
"The day after tomorrow, there's a house behind No. 1 Middle School. We'll be there at 1 a.m. My people will transport the pigs there. Don't think about following them. It's bad if they get hurt by mistake."
"By the way, please bring the beef to me that day. It's too heavy and I can't carry it now."
She went out with her big basket, wandered around the black market, and even went to the department store. She found a restroom, changed her clothes, and changed her headscarf to a very conspicuous red.
She carried her small bag and returned to the guesthouse. She pushed the door into the living room and continued to tie up the pigs. After counting them, she took out the sleeping pills.
The electric shock device I used on the pigs last time didn't work very well, so this time I took out the sleeping pills from the clinic. They work on humans, and they should be even more effective on pigs.
The day after tomorrow is the day off for students, so trading at night will be relatively safer.
All that’s left is to get enough rest and prepare for the transaction. The day of the transaction is coming soon.
After dinner, she returned to the guesthouse, waited for the front desk shift to end, and slipped out through the window. She had chosen this room a long time ago; it was at the very edge, and the window led out to an alley.
He disguised himself well on the way, as usual, and circled the courtyard twice without noticing any tailing. He had to keep his word, or else the deal would be canceled.
He came out and found a slope where he could see the yard, hid behind it and entered the space. He crushed the tablets according to the dosage on the instructions and put them into the mouths of each pig.
Fortunately, they don't need to sleep for 12 hours, just three or four hours is enough, otherwise this box of medicine wouldn't be enough. It's around 12 o'clock, so I go out and make sure there's no one around.
He took out an electric truck from the space, loaded some pigs into it, drove around a few times, and then stopped directly at the door.
Then I put the pigs into the storage room and stacked them in the yard. I used the warehouse cart to press the pigs back and forth, leaving a lot of tire tracks. When everything was ready, I drove the cart out and put them away.
When I came back, I used the shoes of my male colleagues from the pig farm and left a lot of footprints.
After finishing the work, Big Beard and his men arrived on time. A large group of people drove over in several large trucks, which seemed to be a very powerful posture.
Weighing on site, with clear division of labor, it's obvious that they are skilled workers.
"Big sister, is this pig okay? Why is it so quiet?"
The bearded man looked at the pig, which remained motionless despite all his efforts, and asked, "If it were a sick pig, the price would be different." He called an old man over and had him examine each one.
"Don't worry, we are a business that is trustworthy. I gave him some sleeping pills before I got off the bus, otherwise there would be no peace in this place."
"No problem, these pigs are well fed. I don't know what they're fed, but they're all so smooth and shiny."
After the old man finished the examination, he came over and talked to the bearded man.
Jiang Chaxin said, if it eats feed every day, is fed vitamins regularly, and is bathed, how can it not be smooth and slippery if it is taken care of well?
"Brother, how many pounds are there in total?"
The weights reported by the scales over there matched hers. She first took the cart out, loaded the pigs onto it, stowed it away, and then drove it to the scales in the warehouse. She did this several times before finally checking the cart's weight.
With the power of technology, she could do it herself. 'Just round off the number and count it as kilograms. I'm pretty happy with it, right?'
It's such a big sum, let's round it off. We can't be too rigid in doing business.
"Big sister, please be frank. These pigs are worth 1,000 yuan, which is equivalent to the price of two cows. I will give you ten sheep."
Look how good it is to have a give-and-take relationship. This business of mine, with no capital investment, is profitable no matter how it goes. After quickly loading the car and collecting the money, the group left.
Jiang Cha waited for a while, then put the sheep and beef into the space. He walked along the alley a few times and returned to the guesthouse. He climbed in through the window, closed the window, and drew the curtains.
She went into the space and counted her small change. The money that the bearded men had packed in sacks was piled up there, and it was a delight to look at it. Outside, she counted the money with a serious face, for fear of shouting with joy.
Now she was alone, slowly counting the piles one by one. This was probably what people say online about counting money until your hands cramp, but the pain and pleasure were so good.
The first half of the night was spent earning money, and the second half was spent counting it. She wasn't sleepy at all after a busy night; making money made her happy. She showered and changed into clean clothes. Today she wore leather boots, a military coat, and a cashmere scarf.
I went to the state-owned restaurant near No. 1 Middle School for breakfast and packed up three fen of mutton offal soup and a pound of steamed buns. It was a full bag, so I quickly found a deserted spot and put it away.
Then he slowly walked back, mainly to peek into the yard. This bearded man was really good. If he wasn't afraid of being exposed, Jiang Cha really wanted to cooperate with him all the time.
She didn't know, and it wasn't like anyone else was curious, but he stopped them all. 'We have to follow the rules when doing business. If we say you can't stalk or peek, then you can't do that.'
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