Yunlai didn’t take a nap. He read a book for a while and came over to chat with his sister.
"Sister, I have already finished all the elementary school courses that Teacher Yan taught me. Do you think I can go to the junior high school classes?"
He actually wanted to go to school very much, and he had been studying hard on his own in the past few months, so naturally he learned faster than the younger ones.
Lian Xiaomin peeled a big orange for him and peeled one for herself. The two of them sat on the kang, eating and chatting.
"Of course you can, but you can't go to junior high school here. You have to go to Hong Kong to continue your studies. We will leave after the Chinese New Year and at the end of March."
Yunlai's eyes lit up: "Really?"
Lian Xiaomin nodded: "Yes, but don't tell your brothers and sisters yet. The children are still young, so don't let them slip out in public."
Although the children seldom go out, they always go to the bathhouse to take a bath and go to the supply and marketing cooperative on this street to buy things, so they cannot avoid contact with people.
"Yes, I understand! Then I want to go find Qiao San. He is my only friend and my grandma is also very kind to me. Before I leave, I want to leave some money for them."
Yunlai is also a child who knows how to be grateful. When he had no food to eat, it was Qiao San who took him to the black market to help with moving things and doing odd jobs to earn some money so that he could have something to eat.
Now, with the help of his sister, he has taken back the box of gold ingots from his home, so naturally he wants to repay his friend's kindness.
Lian Xiaomin nodded and pretended to take out a wad of money, fifteen hundred yuan in cash, from the bag on the cabinet and handed it to him.
"I gave you 500 of the 2,000 I found in Meng Laohei and Meng Guang's homes last time. I still have 1,500 left. You can spend it as you see fit."
Yunlai accepted it.
Lian Xiaomin also reminded him: "Since you are leaving, you won't be able to use the RMB anymore. Spend it all before you go."
"…Here, I'll give you some more tickets. Take your brothers and sisters to the county department store to buy some gifts during the Spring Festival."
There were sugar tickets, cloth tickets, snack tickets, and a whole bunch of other tickets.
Although she has everything she needs, shopping has its own joy. Shopping itself is a happy thing, so let the children buy it by themselves.
Speaking of the black market, Lian Xiaomin thought that she should go find Dalong again. The other party must be waiting for her to ship the goods. The New Year is coming soon, and it is the best time to sell.
After having dinner with the children at home, she went out alone to find Dalong at the black market near the cannery.
When Jindou at the gate saw Xiao Jiang coming, he suppressed his excitement and quickly greeted the little God of Wealth.
"Miss Jiang, I've been waiting for you to come. Come on, Brother Dalong is in the backyard."
Dalong was talking to Xiao Wuzi about something. When he looked up, he saw Xiao Jiang and quickly invited her into the house to warm up.
Lian Xiaomin sat down and exchanged a few words, then took out the goods to be shipped from the backpack.
"Take a look at these leather shoes. And this white wine."
The leather shoes I bought have fur lining, which is very warm and suitable for wearing in Northeast China. I also bought a pair of single shoes.
There are both men's and women's models.
Qu Lidong had helped her taste the liquor and said it was good. He also had space for a few containers of it, so he sold some of it for $4.50 a bottle.
Dalong looked at the leather shoes carefully and tried on a pair of thick furry ones himself.
This pair is dark brown. Dalong has never seen such a beautiful color and he likes it very much.
"Xiao Jiang, these shoes are really nice. I want one thousand pairs of men's shoes and two hundred pairs of women's shoes for this style. For single shoes, I want one hundred pairs of each."
There are a total of 1,400 pairs of shoes, which Lian Xiaomin took note of.
Dalong tasted the liquor and was full of praise. He ordered 2,000 bottles. It would definitely sell out quickly as the New Year is coming soon.
"Xiao Jiang, if you still have cotton and cloth, can you give me another batch? I know a guy in Heilongjiang Province. Don't worry, he's a reliable person. He's short of cotton. This is very scarce."
Lian Xiaomin nodded: "Okay, how much do you want?"
Dalong thought about it and asked for 20,000 kilograms of cotton and 200 rolls of cloth, giving some to his friend and keeping some for himself.
Among them, the woolen cloth requires twenty rolls, which is very expensive, eight yuan per meter, eight hundred yuan per roll, and twenty rolls cost sixteen thousand yuan.
Everything else needs cotton.
Wow~ Lian Xiaomin saw that Dalong had made a lot of money after cooperating with her, and now he wanted a lot of things, almost comparable to Xiaohong and the others.
"Xiao Jiang, the New Year is coming soon. In fact, many poor families still want to buy cheap coarse grains to fill their stomachs. I want tens of thousands of kilograms of sweet potatoes and cornmeal. Do you have any more?"
If the sweet potato production team can exchange it, it is three or four cents per pound, and on the black market it is only about one or two cents per pound.
In fact, the profit is very small.
However, Lian Xiaomin will definitely give him the goods and is not afraid of trouble.
"Okay, I have a batch of sweet potatoes. I'll give them all to you, but I don't have bags to pack them in. Tell me where the warehouse is and they'll be piled up there. I'll give you 100,000 kilograms for eight cents."
"I'll give you 50,000 kilograms of pure cornmeal, and I'll still charge you 30 cents."
Dalong grinned and clasped his fists.
"Thank you! Thank you so much~ I'll keep the sacks for you. They're ready there. Xiao Wuzi, go get the keys to the three warehouses."
Lian Xiaomin took all the keys and said she would arrange the delivery tonight.
They calculated the amount of money, which was a little over 130,000 yuan, which could be converted into 53 yellow croakers.
"Dalong, give me some of those precious antiques and jewelry that you kept for yourself. I won't lose out on you. Haha, I'll buy you another 100-dollar watch."
Dalong also smiled: "No problem, come over tomorrow at noon and I'll get you some good ones!"
After saying hello, Lian Xiaomin left with the keys and the warehouse address.
As soon as she went out, she saw Qiao San helping Jindou to guard the door, and waved to him.
Qiao San was also a teenager, about fourteen or fifteen years old. He ran over quickly. He recognized Xiao Jiang, a friend of Jindou and Dalong, who had visited his house last time.
"Qiao San, I have a pair of leather shoes here. How big are your feet? I'll keep them for you."
"Boss Jiang, last time you left money on my stove and gave me antipyretic medicine. My grandma even said she would thank you when she sees me... My 39 feet..."
Lian Xiaomin took off the backpack and, under the pretext of hiding herself, took out a pair of size 40 black thick leather shoes from the space. They were a bit big, but the child still had to grow up.
Look at this child's cotton shoes, there is a hole in them. Never mind, just get him a pair of shoes.
She waved her hand: "It's okay, then you go, I have to go."
Qiao San looked down at the pair of brand new cotton-leather shoes in his arms, and stood there in a daze. Then, he came to his senses and bowed deeply to the figure that was walking away quickly in the distance...
Jindou, who happened to be walking by, saw his leather shoes and smiled.
"Xiao Jiang is a very righteous man... Hey, these leather shoes are really nice. I have to ask Brother Dalong to give me a pair tomorrow!"
As he said this, he put his arm around Qiao San's shoulders, and the two of them went back to the gate of the black market warehouse compound.
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