Lian Xiaomin looked around and saw no one was coming, so she whispered to the middle-aged cadre, "I can give you 500 catties of flour at 0.60 yuan per catty, 3,000 catties of unground corn kernels at 0.40 yuan per catty, and 3,000 catties of sweet potatoes at 0.15 yuan per catty. As for pork, I have 200 catties, which I'll give you at 2 yuan. So, give me some tickets of any kind you have."
The middle-aged cadre rubbed his hands excitedly, his eyes sparkling, and nodded repeatedly, saying yes. Lian Xiaomin thought of the big pumpkins she had grown herself, and said, "I have some big pumpkins here, each weighing nearly 20 kilograms, a total of 200, 3 yuan each, do you want some?"
"Yes, I want it, little brother! My name is Wang De. If you need anything in the future, just come to the cotton mill to find me." Pumpkins can be stored, and people in the north also like to eat them. They are good things, so we have to pick them all.
Lian Xiaomin said, "Okay, I'll give you these ten kilograms of rice and five kilograms of pork first. Six dollars plus 11.5 dollars makes a total of 17.5 dollars. As for the rest of the goods, let's do this in an hour, around 10:30, there's an old mountain temple in the north that has been demolished, with only the courtyard wall left. We'll deliver the goods there."
Wang De took out 17.5 yuan and gave it to the other party, packed the things in the cloth bag he carried with him, agreed repeatedly, turned around and left in a hurry.
One after another, Lian Xiaomin quickly sold 20 kilograms of rice and 20 kilograms of noodles, and sold all the sweet potatoes in the basket. Thinking that the capacity of the backpack seemed to be almost full, she did not take out any more, but directly packed up the empty backpack and walked out. In just a short while, she sold more than 80 yuan, but did not get a single ticket.
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