On December 15th, Lian Xiaomin went to the black market near the cannery after dark to trade fruits, cotton and cotton cloth with Dalong.
She has been in the city for ten days and plans to go back tomorrow.
Let's get the shipment done tonight.
I went to the old place to find him. Dalong was very happy to see "Xiao Jiang" coming.
"Xiao Jiang, have all the goods I want been delivered? You are really fast!"
Lian Xiaomin nodded: "They have all been transported here. They are now parked near the suburbs and can be transported to your warehouse at night."
This batch of goods included 200 rolls of cotton cloth, and Lian Xiaomin also gave him two more rolls of woolen cloth. It would definitely sell well, but the price was not cheap. The wholesale price was six yuan per meter, and two rolls of cloth cost twelve thousand yuan.
Another 10,000 kilograms of cotton and 10,000 kilograms of each of the three kinds of fruit are needed.
Dalong had already prepared a warehouse, and this time it was not far away. It was an abandoned warehouse of a closed factory, and it was quite large.
Lian Xiaomin took the key and the note with the address on it, and promised to finish the delivery at night. She asked them to check the goods early tomorrow morning and she would come to settle the bill at noon.
"By the way, I have two big bison I hunted deep in the mountains. Each one weighs more than a thousand pounds. Do you want some?"
Dalong had a smile on his face, Xiao Jiang’s goods were so good.
"Of course, put it in the warehouse for me and we'll figure it out together tomorrow~"
"Okay, that's it for now, see you tomorrow."
After saying hello, Lian Xiaomin left.
This time, we only need to go to one place to store supplies.
After leaving the black market, she found a secluded alley and entered the space to rest.
It was not until midnight that we went to the warehouse that Dalong mentioned and put all the supplies away.
The next day at noon, Lian Xiaomin went to pay the bill. Dalong had calculated it for her and checked it. There was no problem. The total amount was RMB.
Old Items also collected thirteen pieces of good quality for her.
For a month, Dalong tried his best. Knowing that the other party liked these things, he specially sent people to collect these antiques on the black market.
There was also a Western item among them, a necklace inlaid with large sapphires, which Dalong’s uncle had exchanged for on the black market in Fengtian and brought back.
Lian Xiaomin opened the box and knew it was a good thing at a glance.
After all, she had sold a lot of good items in jewelry stores in London and Hong Kong this year, and she had communicated a lot with the old masters in the stores when inspecting them, so she did know a thing or two.
I carefully put away the sapphire necklace, feeling very satisfied.
After deducting the money for old items and jewelry, the cash is converted into gold. The current black market price of gold is about eight yuan per gram.
This time, Dalong took out 6.7 kilograms of gold, which were several gold ingots that he melted himself, not large or small yellow croakers.
All right, just measure it in grams and it’ll be fine. Time is short and his yellow croaker reserves are estimated to have been emptied by Lian Xiaomin.
She put more than a dozen boxes of old items into the two baskets on the bicycle. Huang Jin picked them up in a cloth bag, said hello to Dalong, and left.
Dalong looked at the other person's receding back and sighed in his heart that he was so lucky at the end of this year.
With so many scarce materials, we can definitely make a lot of money, and the brothers can all have more comfort, have enough food, and have a good New Year.
That evening, Lian Xiaomin called Pang Yikang over to the east room, gave him more than ten bags of milk powder, and told him some things.
"Lao Pang, I got some more milk powder for your grandson. It's enough for two months. You can take it."
...There are four pig's trotters and soybeans in the firewood room at the back. Give them to Xiaoyu to nourish her. Maybe she can still produce milk."
"...I'm leaving the county tonight. I'll send my men over here. Call Qiu Tian to stay here for a few more days and continue to observe the wind. Just live in my house."
Qiu Tian was an alias used by Sun Xuefeng before, it was just a code name for contact.
For Lao Pang, it doesn’t matter what the name is, as long as he knows that it is someone she sent.
She continued, "If you encounter danger, you, young and old, will not be able to escape. Don't think about running away to avoid getting hurt. If someone comes to catch you and blocks the door, you will follow them."
"...As long as my people escape and report to me, I will rescue you safely. Remember? Don't be afraid."
Pang Yikang nodded repeatedly and kept it all in mind.
Although he is over 50 years old, he is in good physical condition, has a clear mind, and has absolute trust in his benefactor named Xiao Jiang.
After all, he took all twenty boxes of treasure and protected his family like this. He really kept his word.
If they have bad intentions or ulterior motives, why would we care about their life or death?
The whole family is full of old, weak and sick people, why should we deal with you?
People like Director Duan and Ge Jian were easily killed, so it would be easy to get rid of them all.
"Xiao Jiang, don't worry, I'll listen to you."
"Well, then you go back to the house. I'll leave first. My people will be here tomorrow. If you need anything, you can find him then."
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Lian Xiaomin left the county town at seven o'clock in the evening and returned to Sandaogou.
She drove the jeep and arrived near the commune in less than fifty minutes.
He stopped the car in the woods, put it into the space, then changed to a bicycle and rode to find Sun Xuefeng.
As a result, when he knocked on the gate and went in, his two cousins, Shen Chunqiao and Shen Chuntian, were both in the house.
It seems that the two brothers have just returned from their hometown in Kaoshantun.
Last year, Sun Xuefeng's cousin Shen Chuntian encountered some trouble in the county town. The two of them went to clean up the yard on Xinyu Street and brought a bag of fine grains. They were spotted by a gangster in the county town.
During the fight, the police were called in, but only Sun Xuefeng escaped. He sent a letter to Lian Xiaomin, who then went to the county public security bureau to secretly rescue Shen Chuntian. Later, he was allowed to return to Kaoshantun to hide.
A year and a half has passed in a flash. Chen Chuntian is now old enough and has married a wife in his hometown and has a baby.
When the Shen brothers first came to follow Sun Xuefeng to do black market business, they had already registered their household registration in Sandaogou Commune and rented a yard, which they later bought outright.
Chen Chuntian is the eldest son of Sun Xuefeng's uncle. He has four younger brothers and sisters. His second and third brothers are also of marriageable age.
The storm has passed, and I definitely want to continue working with my boss to earn more money so that the whole family can live comfortably.
He is a loyal, reliable and capable person. Lian Xiaomin also needs manpower and is very happy to have him back to continue working.
Shen Chuntian was full of gratitude towards this "boss" who always wore a mask.
If it weren't for someone's rescue, I would have been in trouble last time.
When he was first arrested, he was beaten badly.
The main reason was that the other party's backers wanted to find out the source of the fine grain, so someone in the police station was bribed to do something to him.
At that time and place, I was imprisoned, covered in wounds, and Lian Xiaomin carried me out of the high walls of the police station. How could I not be grateful?
I just came back this evening and unexpectedly met him at Sun Xuefeng's house. Of course I would like to thank him profusely.
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