Chapter 33 Traffic Monetization First Step
The old silk man who was buying tea stopped Lin Sanqi:
"Comrade, I'd like to ask, do you have any tea left in stock?"
Lin Sanqi had some guesses in his mind, and asked, "Old sir, what do you mean by that..."
The old man stroked the tea bag and said sadly:
"I'm not happy with what you said. I've always loved tea, but it's not available at the supply and marketing cooperatives right now, and it's rare to find it on the black market. I was lucky enough to run into you today. But a pound of tea doesn't last long, and I have some old friends waiting to drink it too.
Let me put it this way, if you still have tea, can you sell me some more? The price is negotiable. I am so poor now that I only have money left. You don’t have to worry about me not paying for the things I buy.
Lin Sanqi's heartbeat, which had just calmed down, started to speed up again. It was really a blessing to go out today.
"Uh, well, well, I do have some tea, but it's a hassle to get it, and the price is..."
The old man smiled instantly when he heard this. In fact, this was a process of mutual testing, and the result made him satisfied:
"The price is based on today's prices. A pound of jasmine tea is 50 yuan. If you can also get West Lake Longjing, Anxi Tieguanyin, or Dongting Biluochun, the price is negotiable. As long as it's not too bad, I'll give you 100 yuan a pound. How about that?"
What else can I do? It's perfect.
Lin Sanqi was so excited that he didn't know what to say. His face turned red. After all, he was still a young boy who had just graduated from school and didn't know how to hide his emotions.
As a result, the old man misunderstood and thought that Lin Sanqi could not produce it, so he comforted him:
"Comrade, I know these teas are very valuable. Are you having any difficulties? It's okay if you have any difficulties. Just think of it as my imagination."
Lin Sanqi realized that he couldn't let this important customer get away, so he nodded firmly:
"Yes, we have it. I have all the tea you can name. Just tell me the quantity and I'll figure out the rest."
The old man with silk was a little confused: "What does your family do? You have such great powers."
"Hey, I can't tell you what my family does, but my parents are in charge of the tea business, so it's not a big deal if I take advantage of it."
The old man took a deep breath and thought to himself that the person in front of him was a little god. In 1959, tea was still under the management of the China Supply and Marketing Cooperative. This guy is quite wild.
But he wanted tea, no matter where it came from, so he opened his mouth loudly and said:
"Comrade, I'm going to order now. How about you get me 20 kilograms of jasmine tea and 10 kilograms of Longjing tea? It should be above average quality. I don't need the best, but it can't be too bad either."
Lin Sanqi did some mental calculations and realized that 2,000 yuan in cash would be equivalent to two hundred-year-old ginseng roots. He was going to be rich!
But southerners are not so generous when doing business. They will definitely bargain. Besides, if it comes too easily, the other party may lower the price when doing business next time.
"Old sir, to be honest, I can definitely get one or two kilograms of tea, but you're offering 30 kilograms of tea at once. You know, in this year's environment, I'm afraid even the top boss wouldn't dare to guarantee it.
So, to get so much tea, I have to bribe a lot of people..."
Having said that, Lin Sanqi stole a glance at the old silk man, who nodded slightly, obviously thinking that the amount of tea was too much.
Seeing that the other party agreed, Lin Sanqi made an offer:
"So, since we're doing business, we need mutual benefit and win-win situations. The prices are up to you. Jasmine tea is 50 yuan, and Longjing tea is 100 yuan. But I want to add an extra 100 kilograms of food coupons on top of that. How about that?"
In the morning, Lin Sanqi wanted to buy some breakfast, but he almost didn't buy it because he didn't have food coupons. So he wanted to get some food coupons for self-defense.
Even if you don't use it yourself, it's the best gift to give to others. These days, food coupons are life.
When the old man heard that he needed food coupons, his face fell:
"Little comrade, it's not that I don't agree. If you want cash, we can discuss it. I really don't have any food coupons. The street has given us only so much. The five kilograms of food coupons I gave you are what I, an old man, saved with great difficulty."
The old man didn't lie either.
The social status of old capitalists and old industrialists is now at the bottom and their position is precarious at any time.
We are giving them dividends and money now because we know that money without purchasing power is just a piece of waste paper, so we feel free to give it out boldly.
But you said you want food stamps. Sorry, we don’t have any.
Ordinary citizens are given the same amount of food coupons per month as you remnants. Everyone is equal in the new society.
That’s why the biggest buyers in the black market now come from these old capitalists and the remnants of the old generation. They are not short of money, but of supplies.
Lin Sanqi felt quite disappointed when he heard that he couldn't get food coupons, but this was not the main issue at the moment. Getting money was the most important thing.
Who knew that the old man was afraid that Lin Sanqi would go back on his word, so he raised the price:
"Little comrade, let's say we agreed on 2,000 yuan, and I'll give you an extra 300 yuan. How about that? I, an old man, have shown my utmost sincerity."
Lin Sanqi also took advantage of the situation and said:
"Okay, old man, if you're straightforward, then I'll be straightforward too. How do we make a deal?"
The old man was delighted: "You tell me a place, and we'll meet in the city at 9 o'clock in the evening."
Lin Sanqi thought that this place couldn't be at home. Even if he knew home, he could run away, but he couldn't run away from home. He had to be outside, but not too far away.
He was driving a truck of tea on the road in the middle of the night and really thought the security team was dead. He was exposed after a single check.
"Then at 7pm, at the intersection of Di'anmen East Street and Beiheyan Street, there's a Huangchenggen Park there. There aren't many people there at night, so we'll do the deal there. What's your name, old man?"
"Fu Zuo!"
"Lin Shanqi!"
The two parties agreed on the transaction location and quickly dispersed. Lin Sanqi was so happy when he touched the money and tickets in his pocket. This was the most solid step towards traffic monetization.
Lin Sanqi picked up his nephews and nieces when the kindergarten was over.
Ever since they had a delicious meal that morning, Lin Sanqi's status in the two children's hearts has skyrocketed, even surpassing their biological parents.
Seeing their uncle coming, the two little kids took the initiative to hold hands, and the three of them walked towards home, swinging their hands.
"Uncle, the sesame cakes you gave me today were so delicious that they made the kids in my class cry."
"Did you share it with the kids?"
"Yes, yes, I even got a piece for the teacher to eat, and the teacher praised me for being a good child!"
"Okay, as long as it tastes good. Uncle still has two sesame cakes left. Do you want some?"
“Yes~~~”
The kindergarten finishes school early, so when Lin Sanqi and his friends arrived home, the rest of the family had not yet returned home.
The Lin family is now divided, but the two children have no concept of separation. They still sit on the stools in the main room as before, eating sesame cakes happily.
Lin Sanqi opened the rice bucket...
(End of this chapter)
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