"Don't worry about that. I'll contact my friend and have him ship the goods."
However, I must explain in advance that I personally transported this batch of goods from the southern province, and I did not carefully calculate the fuel costs, car rental fees, toll fees, etc.
So if you get your goods from him, I don't know if it will be more expensive or cheaper than the price I offer you. I hope you're prepared for that.
Chen Shunwei nodded, "It's okay. The main problem right now is the shortage of goods. Even with the quota, you might not be able to buy those dried fruits in the supermarket now!"
I heard that the dried fruit merchants wanted to pay with grain, but the Qinghe Alliance disagreed, so the supply was much less. As soon as dried fruit was put on the shelves, it was immediately sold out. Some even had to be divided up by internal staff, and there was no chance for it to be put on the shelves.
We're basically just exploiting a loophole to resell grain, and we don't even know how long this business will last. No matter what the selling price is, as long as market supply and demand remain constant, we can always sell it by adding a little markup.”
Seeing Chen Shunwei's confidence, Shen Yanming said no more. After taking the electronic scale out of the car, the two sides checked the quantity and quality of the grain face to face.
There are no issues with quantity, and the quality is also quite good.
It's understandable, really. Qinghua Kingdom has solved the problem of food and clothing for two or three hundred years, and everyone is used to eating and drinking well. So even coarse grains are refined and have a much better taste.
After verifying that everything was correct, Shen Yanming asked Chen Shunwei to help seal the grain and load it onto the truck so he could take it home first.
Although putting the food in the security room would be the most time-saving and labor-saving option, as they could wait until the food was collected and then deliver it directly to Zeng Yiming, it was not very safe with people coming and going.
Having so much grain displayed together is too conspicuous.
So, it's best to transport the grain home. Although it's a bit of a hassle, at least it will ensure their safety. Once he breaks even, he can rent a truck to transport the grain away, and Shen Yanming will feel at ease.
Back home, Shen Yanming and Bi Qiaoan discussed it and decided to divide the dried fruit into three portions, storing one portion in their spatial storage so they could eat it slowly.
The remaining two portions, one for Chen Shunwei and one for Ke Wenpei.
Then he called Ji Kangyong and heard that his unit needed about fifty or sixty catties of dried fruit. Shen Yanming then poured out sixty-five catties of dried fruit from his own portion, put it into a storage box, and sent it down to Ji Kangyong along with the electronic scale after the phone rang.
"Hmm, no bags?" Ji Kangyong was a little confused when he saw the loose dried fruit.
Shen Yan glanced at him, understanding his meaning, and said, "Where are you going to buy bags? Do you think there's no limit to the number of bags? Doesn't your company have old newspapers? You can use those bags, or have them bring their own pockets."
Ji Kangyong was somewhat speechless. "Then I'll send them a message and tell them to bring their own bags. But what about the harvested grain?"
"Here, I've prepared two large bags for you. Just put them in here." Shen Yanming opened the storage box, inside which were two white cloth bags, which looked clean and new.
"Did you just buy this?"
"No, I collected the flour bags from before and washed them clean. I just took them out to use this time. There are 65 jin of dried fruit for you. When you distribute them to your colleagues, you can be a little generous."
"Alright, thank you for your generosity," Ji Kangyong said with a smile.
Shen Yanming chatted with Ji Kangyong for a while before going home. As soon as he entered the door, he heard Bi Qiaoan say, "Honey, Qin Yiren wants to buy ten catties of dried fruit from us."
Shen Yanming was somewhat surprised, "Didn't she just buy a pound this morning?"
She said she only bought one pound because she didn't dare to reveal that she had enough food at home. She and her family were quite hungry for it, and they finished it in less than ten minutes after bringing it home. Then, after discussing it, they decided to buy more.
I've already told her about the importance of food, but Qin Yiren said she has enough at home and exchanging ten or eight pounds won't matter. She told us to wait for her at the intersection on Garden Street at 9:40 tomorrow morning.
"You've explained it in such detail, it seems you've agreed to her request."
Bi Qiaoan nodded, "Well, we've already reminded them. They have the ability, so there's no need for us to stop them from buying."
Besides, what kind of life did Qin Yiren lead before? Even if times have changed, is there really no other way for her family?
Shen Yanming chuckled softly, "Hmm, my wife's eye for people is getting better and better. In the past two years, although everyone seems about the same on the surface, it's still not difficult for people with connections to get some good stuff."
"Yes, yes, we've known each other for so long and I've never seen her lack anything. I guess she must have some skills."
"Of course. No matter when, if you want to live well, you either need to be capable or have connections. Her family was able to do such a big business before, and both of these are indispensable."
Even though the family business is no longer running, those connections and resources are still there.
"Okay, okay, let's not talk about that anymore. Honey, you go and research those pastries. I'll go weigh out some dried fruit for Qin Yiren!" After listening to Shen Yanming's argument, Bi Qiaoan pushed him into the kitchen.
She was still thinking about the pastries from yesterday, but her husband wouldn't let her have any, saying that she hadn't eaten dinner yet and couldn't fill her stomach.
Bi Qiaoan was afraid that after dinner her husband would say something like it was too late and hard to digest, so she pushed him into the kitchen and asked him to make a couple of pastries while there was still time so she could have a taste.
Shen Yanming naturally knew what Bi Qiaoan was thinking, and followed her lead into the kitchen.
Then he took out the flour, beans, red dates, glutinous rice, and other things that he and his wife had collected abroad before the apocalypse, and began a new round of experimentation.
Not long after, Bi Qiaoan heard the sound of oil being put into a pan. She was a little curious, but remembering that she had been turned away before, she suppressed her curiosity and started playing with her phone.
Bi Qiaoan only got up and went into the kitchen after she heard the sound of the stove being turned off.
As soon as she entered, she was completely captivated by the sesame balls and spring rolls.
Bi Qiaoan couldn't help but reach out her hand, but before she could even touch the delicious-looking pastries, the plate in front of her disappeared.
"You, you not only bullied me, but you also mistreated your son and daughter!" Bi Qiaoan was truly wronged this time, and she really wanted to cry, what should she do?
"Okay, okay, you can have it after dinner, alright? Today's dishes are made with ordinary ingredients, so they don't taste that good. How about we eat the ones from yesterday, fresh out of the pan, piping hot, crispy and crunchy?"
Shen Yanming pulled Bi Qiaoan into his arms and comforted her gently, wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingers.
Bi Qiaoan asked somewhat uncertainly, "Are you serious?"
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