Dalong was still as upright as ever, even when he was sitting, he kept his back straight, like a former soldier.
He was wearing an army green cotton jacket with his arms open in the room. He was wearing a round-neck grey sweater underneath. He looked very capable in every move he made.
He personally added more tea for Lian Xiaomin.
Since they would be working together for a long time, it would be better to have a suitable name. Lian Xiaomin told him that he could just call himself "Xiao Jiang", which means ginger.
She took out a piece of army green cotton cloth, only half a meter, from the basket on the ground as a sample.
He took out a few small cloth bags containing rice, flour, cornmeal, soybeans, and a large sweet potato, and placed all these things on the table.
"Look at the samples. How much of these fine grains are needed? We also have sweet potatoes and cornmeal."
Dalong took a look and exchanged glances with his brother. The goods were all good stuff, and this flour was especially white.
"Xiao Jiang, do you still have the cotton from last time? I want another batch, but the watches haven't been sold out yet, so I won't take them this time."
Lian Xiaomin nodded: "We have cotton. Last time I gave it to you at 2.5 yuan. This time, I can give you 1.8 yuan and take out 10,000 kilograms."
Dalong was stunned, then listened to her continue speaking with a delighted expression.
"The same goes for food. I can offer a lower price, but I have one request. If you agree, then we can cooperate."
"I hope you don't sell the goods too expensively to the people, especially the grain. You won't lose money anyway."
Dalong quickly understood what she meant and agreed readily.
The two brothers discussed it, wrote down the desired quantity in a notebook, and finally negotiated the price with Xiao Jiang one by one.
Finally, he asked for 20,000 kilograms of rice and flour, and 5,000 kilograms of soybeans and millet.
Twelve thousand kilograms of cotton. It's getting cold, and this is the most scarce commodity, so they asked for more.
Three rolls of army green cotton cloth, two rolls of gray cotton cloth, and one roll of floral cloth.
The cotton cloth produced by the production line in Lian Xiaomin's space is not pressed into pieces, but rolled directly into rolls of 100 meters.
Fifty thousand kilograms of sweet potatoes and cornmeal were required each. Most people could not afford fine grains, so they would be satisfied if they could exchange them for some coarse grains on the black market to fill their stomachs.
"You'll have to get me as many sacks as you can get."
Lian Xiaomin calculated that the sweet potatoes did not need to be packed in bags and could be directly piled in the warehouse.
But other food has to be packed in bags, so it would be good to recycle some of it.
They also agreed that the night after tomorrow, "Xiao Jiang" would be responsible for transporting the goods to the designated warehouses, and Dalong would take people to count them at daybreak, and then settle the bill at noon.
Because the transactions required gold and old items, not cash, Dalong had to prepare for two days.
After all the details were discussed, Lian Xiaomin drank some tea and talked about one thing at the end.
"Da Long, I want to ask you for a favor. Can you help me get two of the work quotas in the county? Any price is fine, even fine grains are fine."
"…I was asked by a friend and I promised to help, so I wanted to ask you."
Dalong lit a cigarette and thought carefully.
"All jobs can be taken over by children. It's true that no one would sell them easily. It's hard to find one, let alone two. But I really have someone in mind."
"There was an old Liu who had only one son. He joined the army, and after he was discharged, he married the daughter of a leader and stayed in the south."
"...Now they want to bring his parents over to enjoy a good life. The old couple must be planning to sell their jobs."
Through Dalong's narration, we learned that Old Liu's family was well off, but his wife was in poor health.
From time to time, he would secretly come to the black market to exchange some meat, eggs, and nutritional supplements such as milk powder and malted milk. Once, he was targeted by someone.
It happened that Dalong was coming towards the black market at night and met him halfway. He saved his life and broke the legs of the gangster.
If he hadn't stretched out his hand, Old Liu would have been stabbed with a knife by that scoundrel.
Later, Lao Liu was always grateful to Dalong, and after a while, they got along pretty well.
He came once recently and gave Dalong a bag of good tea sent by his son. He also said a few words that he might leave here and go to the south.
Lian Xiaomin was very interested and asked Dalong to help contact them as soon as possible so that others would not get there first, because it was indeed not easy to find a job.
Zhao Liming was the deputy captain of the county transport team. He was already quite successful, but he had never found a job for Yan Haixia.
But he is not short of money, and temporary work is quite hard. He would not let his wife go out if she encounters such a situation. It is good for her to stay at home. Yan Haixia also lives a free and happy life.
"Da Long, that Lao Liu, doesn't he want nutritional supplements? Milk powder, canned fruit, I have two boxes of both."
"... I can give you money and supplies, and change your job. Please take care of it. If you can help me get this done, I will give you a box of good wine~"
There are two containers of wine and liquor each in the space, not to mention beer, more than a dozen containers, all of which are imported brands. However, the stuff in cans cannot be taken out.
There are no cans yet.
Dalong clasped his fists and said, "Thank you in advance. I will try my best to help you make the contact. If Lao Liu doesn't work, you can look at other factories. I have some connections there."
For the sake of this big customer, he would certainly be willing to do his best to help Xiao Jiang solve the problem. There was no harm in being on good terms with her, and supplies were everything.
Lian Xiaomin stood up and said goodbye, leaving all the samples to them. She came back at noon three days later to settle the bill.
Dalong personally sent her out, watched her get on her bicycle and quickly disappear into the dark streets, then turned around and went back to arrange things.
With so much food, we need several safe places to store it so that the news cannot leak out.
I also need to gather some gold bars. Fortunately, I have a lot of precious old items in my collection at home. I can take out a few of them. I'm sure the other party will like them. It's best to cooperate with him more in the future.
In this way, there is no need to worry about not being able to gain a foothold in the county town.
In fact, Dalong’s brother Daming settled in Anfeng County. He is his cousin and is not often here. He just comes here occasionally.
The two brothers kept in touch with each other and did business on both sides, and the market was not small.
…
Lian Xiaomin rode his bike back to his yard in the county town, which was on the back street of the grain station, which is Xinyu Street.
It was nearly midnight and everything was quiet.
It snowed in Jianye County, and there was thick snow on the ground, but the area in front of my house was quite clean, as if someone had cleaned it.
She came to the gate of the yard and was about to unlock it to go in, when she suddenly had a feeling that there seemed to be someone inside.
I released my mental power to take a quick look and found that there were indeed people lying on the big kang in a room to the east, and there was more than one!
The thought that suddenly popped into her mind was: Could it be that the house is usually empty and occupied by someone?
She had already taken the title deed to complete the formalities for this yard, and it was now truly under her name.
Anyone who has nothing better to do than to take over his own house is courting death.
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