It’s just that it’s not easy to find partners. After all, there are not many people with such ability, and most of them are definitely selling things individually like me.
If buying and selling were allowed now, then there would be nothing wrong with being a wholesaler, but it is not allowed now. If they take things from me every day, then I would be too big a target and I would be easily exposed.
So we have to find big customers. Of course, if someone can get a lot at one time, Fang Zhiyi won’t care how he sells it, whether he sets up a stall every night or sells it to others at once.
If this were the case back in the days when business was possible, the best way would be to sell it to the factory. They would then give out gifts during the New Year and other festivals anyway.
Apples are also a rare thing. Employees will definitely be happy if you give them to them, but the timing is not right now. If you really do this, people like me who have no background will end up in jail tomorrow.
Although she knew this way to make money, she would not do it. Besides, the factory managers were not stupid. They had to think about how to deal with such a large amount of things.
After all, no matter whether you buy or sell this thing, as long as people find out, you will definitely be arrested, but the punishment you receive may be light or heavy.
Fang Zhiyi thought about it and thought that after knowing the capable people, the two people who ran the black market seemed to be the only ones left. He just didn't know whether they were willing to do business with him.
But there is no need to rush. I have to go there a few more times to get the result. After they have eaten it, they will definitely not forget the taste of my apples. They are much more delicious than those of this era.
They are all connoisseurs and know the quality of these apples. Who knows, they might even do business with me someday. Even if I don't have a market, they will always have one.
The only thing I can do now is to wait and see if they will do it. If they don’t come to me, then I can only sell it slowly like this. Anyway, it’s better to have it than not, and one or two dollars is not a small amount.
As I was thinking, I fell asleep. I woke up a little early in the morning because I was worried about making porridge this morning.
After waking up, I first cook rice in a casserole, and then start washing up.
Most of the original owner's clothes were dull, which Fang Zhiyi didn't like, but the original owner had nothing else except those clothes. There was only a white shirt and a plaid skirt, which were brought back by Meng Xiangan. Because of the color, it couldn't be worn now.
Fang Zhiyi is able to earn money now, so she plans to use the money from her family to buy it first, and then make up for it when she has saved enough. She really doesn't like clothes, and it's not good to wear white shirts all the time.
So she took out twenty yuan from her space and prepared to take it to work to see if there were any good clothes today. If there were no good ones, she would buy some cloth and ask someone to help her make some.
Fang Zhilin has quite a few clothes, but autumn is coming soon, and he needs to take a look at his clothes from last year. They might be too small this year, and if they are, he will have to buy new ones. But there is no need to rush, as there are still two months left.
After washing up, I went into the room to wake up the person who was sleeping, and watched him get dressed, wash his face and brush his teeth. By the time they both finished cleaning up, the porridge was almost ready.
A small pickle was also prepared. Although the ingredients in the porridge were not fresh, it was still quite good. The two of them ate more than usual.
Seeing that there was still so much left, Fang Zhiyi put it in the lunch box and drank it during lunch. It was also a good opportunity for Qin Xiaoyun to taste her cooking skills. In such a hot day, she was afraid that it would go bad if left for a day, so she had to finish it at noon.
There are two small iron boxes, filled with porridge. At noon, they can just order one dish each, and they can also order less staple food.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Fang Zhiyi put the things in a net bag and took his brother to go to work.
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"Zhiyi, did you make this? It looks so fragrant. What's that white thing in here?" Fang Zhiyi was sitting there and had just opened the lunch box. Qin Xiaoyun looked at the things inside and said excitedly.
"Dried scallops, they're dried. My uncle brought them here some time ago. If we were at the beach, we should be able to eat fresh ones, but these dried ones are also good."
"I just don't know if you can get used to it. I quite like drinking it. Go to whichever bowl you want and I'll pour it for you to try."
When Qin Xiaoyun heard her say this, she said happily, "Okay, I brought some delicious food today, let's eat together."
She took the bowl and Fang Zhiyi poured him a bowl. She took a sip and said excitedly, "It's delicious. Zhiyi, you are a good cook."
When Fang Zhiyi heard this, he didn't say anything. He smiled and lowered his head to concentrate on eating.
After dinner, it was not yet time to go to work, so no one went home and sat in their seats talking.
Fang Zhiyi did not forget that he wanted to buy clothes, so he returned to the house and took his brother to the place where cloth was sold.
Qin Xiaoyun originally wanted to talk to her, but then she heard that she was going to buy cloth and clothes, so she followed her to join in the fun.
"Sister Lingdang, I want to buy some cloth to make my own clothes. Do you have any nice clothes? The clothes I have at home are not good-looking anymore. I need to change them when I go to work."
"Who am I talking about? You two are right there. See for yourself. Girls really should wear something brighter. The clothes you usually wear to work are a bit dull."
"Although you don't look ugly in it, it's all because of your face. Wouldn't it look better if you wore something nicer? It's so old-fashioned at such a young age."
"By the way, you two come here." Fang Zhiyi was a little confused when he heard the man's voice suddenly become lower, but he still did as he was told.
When they came nearer, they heard her say:
"Are you two in a hurry? There should be a batch of defective cloth by this Wednesday. If you're not in a hurry, wait until then to buy it. No tickets are needed. Although there are some defects, they are very small and you can't see them unless you look closely."
Fang Zhiyi didn't expect that there would be such a good thing. Although there are some flaws, he can design it himself to make the flaws invisible, or deliberately design it to be more distinctive, so there is no problem.
No tickets are needed. Although money was scarce in that era, tickets were even more scarce. There was no reason to miss out on this cloth that did not require tickets. This was the benefit of working in a supply and marketing cooperative.
The two of them looked at each other very happily, and then said in unison: "Okay, thank you Sister Lingdang."
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