Chapter 105: Go to the warehouse to store food and supplies



Lian Xiaomin nodded after listening to what Master Qian said and said, "Last time I asked you to find another warehouse. Have you heard anything about it?"

"I've found it. It's nearby. It was a warehouse that used to be in the cotton mill. It was abandoned later. It's not small. It can hold at least twice as much as my warehouse. It's located behind the north wall of the mill. It's a separate yard. It's very secluded and usually no one passes by. I rented it through connections. It didn't cost much. I gave three bags of corn as rent for two years. Here are the keys."

Grandpa Qian found the key and put it on the table. Lian Xiaomin put it away and continued, "Okay, then I will arrange for someone to put 80,000 kilograms of sweet potatoes and 10,000 kilograms of potatoes in the warehouse in Yugang Hutong tonight."

"In addition, this abandoned warehouse will transport 30,000 kilograms of sorghum, 50,000 kilograms of corn kernels, 10,000 kilograms of millet, rice and flour, and 1,000 kilograms of dried noodles. We can't handle too much. The coarse grains are enough for two or three villages to ship. We can divide them into two batches and find a suitable place for Zhang Shengli to receive them. You can continue to sell the fine grains on the black market. I don't come here often, so I'll put more for you each time."

Mr. Qian took notes carefully in the account book and listened to the other party continue.

"I will arrange to put some other in-demand goods in the new warehouse, including 1,000 kilograms of cotton, 10 rolls of cotton cloth, 2 rolls of wool, 50 military coats, 50 bottles of liquor, 50 bags of milk powder, 100 kilograms of cakes and candies, 50 enamel basins and thermos bottles, 100 sheets, 50 quilts weighing 8 kilograms, and 300 kilograms of brown sugar and white sugar."

"There are five 28-inch bicycles, three sewing machines, and a hundred cans of various kinds of food. Oh, and eight more slices of pork, about two thousand kilograms, a hundred frozen chickens and ducks, and a thousand kilograms of apples and oranges."

When Mr. Qian heard this, he felt relieved, especially when he heard that there was also a bicycle and a sewing machine. He was secretly surprised. These were too rare. He had never been able to find them before.

As he wrote on his hands, he thought to himself, it would be so easy to follow Linzi. There was only half a month left before the Spring Festival. As long as he had the scarce supplies, he would definitely make a lot of money this year, and his fellow men would be able to make some extra money.

Lian Xiaomin explained to him some details that needed to be paid attention to in the transaction with Zhang Shengli, and planned to leave without staying for long.

Mr. Qian is capable and has experience in shipping. He is more meticulous than me and I don't need to give him too many instructions. He stayed here for less than an hour and then left.

Lian Xiaomin first went to the warehouse in Yugang Hutong and placed 80,000 kilograms of sweet potatoes and 10,000 kilograms of potatoes into each room. They were stacked very neatly, and they had to be piled almost from the ground to the roof to store so much.

Her sacks had been almost used up after this time, but she had already told Qian that the remaining sacks from the last batch of grain sold to Sandagou would be taken back next time, and it would be the same in the future. She would try to take back as many sacks as possible for continued use, and also buy some more sacks as backup.

Mr. Qian had never handled so much grain in the past, so he would have to take care of these details in the future.

She put the grain in place and went to the cellar alone. It was empty. It seemed that the things she bought last time were selling well. There was no shortage of rich people buying fine grains on the black market.

I placed two baskets of pears, two baskets of oranges, and ten frozen ducks in the cellar, with a note left on them as New Year's gifts to Mr. Qian and his friends.

After locking everything again, Lian Xiaomin left and rushed to the new warehouse.

Soon, she found a dilapidated warehouse behind the north wall of the cotton mill. She opened the gate with her key and took a look inside. It seemed to have been cleaned and was quite clean.

She used the second key to open the door of the warehouse in the yard. The interior was indeed quite large, with no windows, and it became darker as she went inside.

I turned on a large flashlight and took a closer look. It was empty inside, and the ceiling was higher than that of an ordinary house, more than five meters. The floor had been carefully swept, and there was not much dust.

Lian Xiaomin used his mental power to investigate and confirmed that there was no one around, so he quickly began to release enough food and supplies from the space, and placed the coarse grains, fine grains and other types of groceries in different areas so that they would be easier to transport when the time came to ship to the village.

Because the place was large, she didn't have to arrange the items as carefully, so she was faster and finished everything in twenty minutes.

After turning off the flashlight, Lian Xiaomin slipped into the space in the darkness. With a thought, she transformed into Duan Yu's appearance, changed her clothes, and planned to go to Sun Xuefeng's place again.

After packing up and leaving the space, she turned around and walked out of the warehouse, locked both doors, and left.

At around eight o'clock, she arrived at the door of Sun's house and knocked on the gate.

The light was on inside, and soon, Sun Xuefeng came out, opened the door, and invited her in.

Lian Xiaomin sat down at the table on the kang, and seeing that he must have been reading a book before, she reminded him, "You should keep your books well hidden at ordinary times, in case the Red Team makes trouble and causes problems again."

He sat opposite me, nodded, and said, "Don't worry, I will be careful. I will only read it for a while at night to learn some knowledge. These are some precious books hidden by my father. I will hide them again during the day."

He picked up the kettle on the stove, found a clean cup to pour water into, and began to briefly talk about what happened last time with Zhang Wenyong.

Talking about some scenes after coming out of the county hospital, Sun Xuefeng said that he didn't know why he had the feeling that Zhang Wenyong had seen through his tricks. He didn't fully believe that this stranger just appeared by chance, and then a series of subsequent events happened. However, he didn't delve into it.

Lian Xiaomin smiled, raised the corner of her mouth to the person across the table, and said, "It's really not easy for a person like him to believe that everything is accidental, but as long as things have the result I want, it's fine."

Then, Sun Xuefeng talked about the period of time when he sold all the goods in the Wei family yard. Five hundred kilograms of sorghum and five hundred kilograms of corn kernels were sold out quickly at the price of 0.60 cents. There was a crazy rush to buy them.

He opened a drawer of the desk next to him and took out a thick stack of money, both in small and large amounts, a total of six hundred yuan. He put it all on the table and handed it to the other party.

Lian Xiaomin didn't move at first. She talked to him and decided to split the profits in a 20:80 ratio, giving him 20%. Then she counted out 120 yuan and pushed it to him.

Sun Xuefeng refused repeatedly, saying it was too much and that he only needed to be given ten or eight yuan and he couldn't take so much.

Lian Xiaomin said simply, "Just do as I say. You won't take so much for nothing. I asked you to explore the way with the 1,000 kilograms of coarse grains last time. I will put more supplies next time. I have other things for you to do in the future. You don't have to ship all the goods by yourself. You can slowly find a few reliable helpers to work with you, and you need to pay them."

When Sun Xuefeng heard this, he nodded in agreement. It turned out that Xiaoyu had such great power in terms of materials. He secretly made up his mind to do things carefully.

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