Chapter 660 The Passing of Time 25
After renting a warehouse and filling it with supplies, he called Chen Chun over.
"I have a task for you. You can refuse if you don't want to, it's okay."
Chen Chun hurriedly replied, "Please speak, Master."
"As you all should know, I'm a businessman who deals in reselling goods. However, I have a batch of goods that I can't sell on the market right now, so I have to go to the black market..."
Ning Yan couldn't go to the black market. The major black markets in Beiping all started trading at three or four in the morning. In order not to be recognized, she wore a straw hat and covered her face. There were no shops there, and no hawking. She just used a flashlight to conduct the transactions. Once it was light, there wasn't a soul in the black market.
Qiu Juncheng doesn't work overtime, so she can't get up early at all. Therefore, when she goes to the black market to find buyers, she can only ask someone else to do it.
"Boss, I'm willing."
"Okay, then take a small amount of food and try it out tomorrow. You can also tell us that we have plenty of supplies, it just depends on whether the price is right."
Chen Chun immediately agreed, but as he left, a huge wave of emotions surged within him.
He didn't understand why the new owner would put him in such an important position so soon after buying them.
But if this guy really has that many supplies, could he...?
After the matter was settled, Ning Yan called over Zhang Dazhu and his brother. Neither of them were in school anymore, so they were there to watch over her warehouse. She took the three of them to the warehouse.
The warehouse was divided into four rooms. The other three rooms were locked, and only one room contained about two thousand catties of grain.
Chen Chun and the other two's eyes lit up when they saw the grain. "It's all refined rice and flour?"
Ning Yan: "Well, this is only a small part. I'll bring some more chicken and pork later. You have to sell it well. Whether we can live a life of luxury depends entirely on how fast you sell the goods."
Chen Chun's heart was pounding: "Boss, I'll definitely sell it well! But, could I ask if you have any other goods on hand?"
Ning Yan: "I have all the scarce supplies."
Chen Chun clenched his fist. "Boss, I'll go to the black market tomorrow and guarantee to sell this batch of goods as quickly as possible."
After leaving the warehouse, Ning Yan instructed Da Zhu and Er Zhu to keep a close watch on it. She then gave Chen Chun some banknotes, saying, "Go and buy a mule cart or horse-drawn carriage for transporting goods."
The newly purchased house is quite large, and there is also a special place to keep livestock.
"Okay, boss."
Chen Chun walked away happily with the money, and Ning Yan watched his retreating figure with a faint smile on her lips.
Some people really do have a red glow around them.
In the days that followed, Ning Yan would go to Qiu Juncheng's private residence after he went to work.
Chen Chun's black market business is progressing somewhat frustratingly, not because he's doing poorly, but because he hasn't yet found his big boss.
Finally, after Chen Chun finished reporting the accounts to her in the ledger that day, he didn't leave.
"Just say what's on your mind." Don't let it get to you and cause a serious problem.
Chen Chun said, "Boss, this morning I met a big buyer."
Ning Yan picked up her teacup, thinking to herself, "I've been waiting for your big buyer for a long time."
How much do you need?
"He wants as much grain as he can get, but he also asked for some medicine for external injuries..." Chen Chun said this while bending over, his eyes fixed on his employer's reaction.
Ning Yan noticed but didn't point it out. She gently placed the lid of her teacup on the table, making a soft clinking sound. "External wound medicine? How much do you need?"
Chen Chun was unsure of himself.
I was afraid that if I said too much, my employer would become suspicious.
"Sulfanilamide, two boxes."
"Only this much? I thought it was people from the west or south who wanted it. Okay, I'll prepare the goods tonight, and the price can't be less."
Chen Chun felt a sense of relief, but then regretted not having said enough.
But I quickly felt relieved. It's okay, take it slow, it's better to be safe than sorry.
Ning Yan saw through his thoughts and couldn't help but say, "It doesn't matter to me who I sell things to, as long as they pay me."
However, if a Japanese person buys it, the price triples.
Chen Chun said, "I thought you would say you would never sell to the Japanese!"
"Why not sell? I'm a businessman, and a businessman's goal is to make money. Wouldn't it be better to make money from the Japanese and then use that money to buy more supplies to sell to more civilians?"
Chen Chun was taken aback, then nodded and bowed: "Yes, you're right! I was mistaken."
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A few days later, Chen Chun's "regular customer" ordered goods again, this time adding more medicine and tentatively asking for some gasoline.
Ning Yan gave it all.
After this happened six or seven times, Chen Chun finally suggested that the other party meet her, the behind-the-scenes boss.
Ning Yan then invited the person to her private residence.
Soon, the two met.
The man was about thirty-five or thirty-six years old, a little short, with a buzz cut, very sharp eyes, and looked particularly capable.
Chen Chun introduced them to each other, "Boss, this is the Mr. Feng I mentioned. Mr. Feng, this is my boss, Ning Yan. If you want any supplies, just talk to our boss directly."
Ning Yan nodded to the other party, "Please sit down, Mr. Feng."
The young maidservant stepped forward, served tea and snacks to the two of them, and then bowed and withdrew.
Ning Yan said, "Boss Feng, I heard from Chen Chun that you need a lot of different kinds of supplies this time. Do you have a list of the items?"
"Yes, there are." Boss Feng took out a note from his pocket, on which twenty-three kinds of items were listed.
Ning Yan glanced at the entire collection and said, "Boss Feng's order is a bit too much. These weapons alone could arm a whole company of new recruits."
Boss Feng: "Boss Ning, the rule of the black market is to only talk about buying and selling, not about where it came from or where it is going."
Ning Yan raised her hand, "Mr. Feng, don't worry, I won't ask any more questions."
Whether you come from the west or the south, in my heart you are a hero.
This amount of supplies is nothing to me. If Boss Feng isn't just making a one-off deal, then we'll inevitably have to deal with each other again in the future.
If you need anything, just let me know. If I have it, you can take it. If I don't have it, I'll do my best to get it for you.
However, this batch of supplies is rather large, so please be extremely careful during transport.
Feng Nan could tell that Boss Ning was absolutely sincere when she said those words. He stood up, cupped his hands in thanks to Ning Yan, and said, "Boss Ning, thank you."
Ning Yan also stood up and returned the greeting, "Boss Feng, let's skip the formalities. I can prepare everything on this list for you by tomorrow night, but you must move the items out by the morning of the day after tomorrow at the latest, otherwise it will not be safe."
As for the location of the transaction, you and Chen Chun can arrange it another time.
Feng Nan: "Okay, let's set the usual place for the transaction. I have some things to arrange, so I'll take my leave now."
"Chen Chun, please see Boss Feng off for me."
After Chen Chun saw the person off, Ning Yan looked at the list of items again.
The firearms she stockpiled in her previous life were too advanced; she still needed to find a place to get some of the Japanese soldiers' equipment.
If the Japanese discover that the supplies are missing, they will definitely launch a city-wide search. If Boss Feng's men haven't left yet, they will be in danger.
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