"Uncle Chang, do you think you should load these ten pieces of goods into your car or ours first?"

At this point, Rong Zhengchang knew that his plan would not work, and he could only let Ling Chuan take the goods away with a sour face.

Ling Chuan was a little surprised. He could see that the other party had spent a lot of time selecting the ten items on the cart, but he actually gave them to him so easily?

After loading the ten items onto the truck, Ling Chuan pulled the empty cart and prepared to go back with Rong Zhengchang to get the remaining ten items, but he was rejected by the other party.

"Brother Ling, I can go in by myself."

"Uncle Chang, let me help you."

"No, go ahead and do your thing."

At this time, Rong Zhengchang no longer had the kindness he had before towards Ling Chuan, and his face looked longer than a horse's.

Ling Chuan was too lazy to try to please someone so he handed the cart to the other party.

"Uncle Chang, please tell my brother to come out. We will wait for him here."

Rong Zhengchang hummed coldly, then pulled the cart towards the factory without looking back.

Ling Chuan waited for a few minutes and Deng Wenbin came out.

As soon as he came out, he excitedly told Ling Chuan about Rong Zhengchang, "Brother Chuan, the old man only had 600 yuan on him, which was enough to buy only 4 items. The other 6 items were returned, and he was severely scolded by Manager Yu."

No wonder I gave these ten items to him, it turned out that I didn’t have enough money.

Thinking about this, Ling Chuan couldn't help but sneer, "I knew he had bad intentions."

Ling Jiang was confused, "What on earth is going on?"

Deng Wenbin vividly described Rong Zhengchang's attempt to defraud goods, "...Luckily, Brother Chuan was smart and kept an eye out, otherwise we would have suffered a big loss today."

Ling Jiang was dumbfounded.

He originally had a good impression of Rong Zhengchang, thinking that he was a kind-hearted man, but he didn't expect that he had such a bad idea behind his back.

"Chuanzi, how do you know he is a liar?"

Ling Chuan looked at the watch on his wrist and said, "Let's talk about it after we get on the train. Let's find a place to eat first, and then go to the train station."

"OK."

The truck quickly drove away from the garment factory, and Ling Chuan told Ling Jiang and Deng Wenbin about how he had seen through Rong Zhengchang.

"I called Momo last night to tell her about Rong Zhengchang. She told me to call the number on the piece of paper Rong Zhengchang gave me. I called, but the number was fake.

Today, I entered the garment factory and the other party asked me to pretend to be his son-in-law. I felt something was wrong and kept my guard up. "

Ling Jiang couldn't help but sigh, "My sister-in-law is really knowledgeable. If she hadn't reminded us, none of us three would have thought of calling the number on the paper."

After saying that, Ling Jiang complained again, "Chuanzi, why didn't you tell me about this last night?"

"I've told you guys that this won't do anything except make you worry. Anyway, I'll be on my guard and won't give anyone else a chance to take advantage of me."

After saying that, Ling Chuan patted the goods behind him, and a smile appeared on his cold face.

"Fortunately, this trip was not in vain. I should be able to make a lot of money from these ten items."

"Kawako, how do you know?"

"These ten items were originally intended to be taken away by Rong Zhengchang. He has experience, so the items he selected must be good."

After hearing what Ling Chuan said, Ling Jiang and Deng Wenbin were both curious.

"Brother Chuan, how about we open a bag and take a look? I heard that they are all foreign trade goods."

Ling Chuan actually also wanted to take a look at the goods, so he found one and tore a palm-sized hole in the seal.

“It’s a down jacket!”

"real?!"

The two men pulled out a small piece of fabric through the slit that Lingchuan had torn, and examined it carefully.

"Hey, it's really a down jacket. Only down jackets use this kind of waterproof nylon fabric. This year, the weather is cold, so my brother sent a down jacket like this to my sister-in-law from another place. I heard it cost more than 80 yuan!"

When Ling Jiang heard Deng Wenbin's words, his eyes widened.

"Why is this down jacket so expensive?"

Deng Wenbin said: "More than 80 is not expensive at all. Stores sell them for one or two hundred or even several hundred yuan."

Ling Jiang was stunned by the price. "Chuanzi, how many down jackets can this piece of goods buy?"

"It's hard to say. If all the goods are down jackets, there must be at least 10 of them. But there should be other things mixed in. I feel that the middle part is harder, so it might be a coat or cotton clothes."

Deng Wenbin took over the conversation, "One piece of goods is 150 yuan. As long as there are two down jackets in this bag, we will be rich!"

That's true.

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For foreign trade down jackets like this, it is definitely no problem to sell them for 70 or 80 yuan each when I return to Jiang City. I can make back my investment by selling two pieces, and the rest is pure profit.

In the evening of the next day, a small truck loaded with goods stopped outside the gate of the courtyard.

Ling Chunhua ran out of the kitchen when she heard the horn. She peeked through the crack in the door and recognized that it was her father and uncle who had returned. She jumped for joy.

"Aunt, aunt, uncle and the others are back!"

Yun Mo was feeding the goslings in the greenhouse. When she heard Ling Chunhua's call, she immediately put down what she was holding, got up and walked out of the greenhouse.

"Sister-in-law, open the door." Deng Wenbin knocked on the door outside.

Ling Chunhua was short and could not reach the door latch, so she could only stand on tiptoe and wait anxiously for Yun Mo to come and open the door.

Yun Mo walked up quickly, opened the door, and looked at the dusty Ling Chuan busy in front of the truck. Her heart slowly settled down.

"Wife, we are back."

Seeing her, Ling Chuan immediately put down the work in his hands and walked up to her with a smile on his face.

Yun Mo's eyes fell on the man's chin with light stubble, "Well, you must be hungry, I'll go cook the meal first."

“No need to cook.”

Ling Chuan held her hand, reluctant to let go for a moment, "Let's go out for dinner tonight."

Yun Mo was a little surprised. Men have always been frugal and would never spend a penny more than they can save. But today the sun rose from the west.

"Then you guys unload the goods first, I'll go make some tea."

"Um."

After making the tea, Yun Mo thought the three people would be hungry, so she put the shachima that she had made on a whim two days ago on a plate and took it outside along with the tea.

"There is tea and snacks."

After sitting on the train for a day and a night, loading and unloading cargo, the three of them were tired, thirsty and hungry. When they heard that there was food and drink, they all gathered around.

The three of them first drank the tea, then ate the shaqima from the plate.

Seeing that the truck driver was standing far away and not approaching, Yun Mo took two pieces of shachima and asked Ling Chunhua to deliver them to him.

"Sister-in-law, what's the name of this pastry? It's delicious, soft, sweet, and melts in your mouth."

“This is called Shaqima.”

"Shaqima?"

(End of this chapter)