Ji Xia arranged six large trucks with a five-ton load capacity, which cleared less than one thousandth of the goods in her space.
How happy I was when I was stocking up on goods, and how painful it is to clear them out now. I really stocked up too much.
Five of the trucks were for the troops, one truck of rice, one truck of flour, one truck of oil, and one truck of pork. The rest were side dishes, mostly fruits, candies, soaps, and snacks.
There were also glutinous rice balls and dumplings inside. Ji Xia had taken them out of someone else's freezer at first, and this time he took out the freezer as well.
The production lines she had created before were of unknown origin. Now that she had come up with this, she was too lazy to hide it. Anyway, Qin Xiao and the others would help her cover it up.
This is the benefit of having a good husband.
The goods left for Qiao San were not loaded on trucks. There was a lot of goods, including rice, flour, oil, meat, some fruits, side dishes, soaps, etc., all of which were unpacked. The glutinous rice balls and dumplings were also packed in the white plastic bags used in supermarkets without any markings.
It made it impossible for Qiao San and the others to find out their origins.
When Qiao San and his people saw the supplies stored on the pallets, they were so happy that they went crazy.
They had taken on those tasks from Ji Xia before, and everyone made a lot of money. Some of those who had quit their jobs also got good jobs.
Sister Xia didn't say anything until after the Little New Year, and they thought that this year was over.
Unexpectedly, in the last few days, Sister Xia actually got so many supplies.
Ji Xia asked for 15,000 yuan for Qiao San's supplies. She didn't ask for more, but she didn't ask for less either. After selling these supplies, Qiao San could earn at least 10,000 yuan.
Before the New Year, all the goods in the black market went up in price, while the supply and marketing cooperatives did not raise prices, but ordinary people had to be able to buy things in the supply and marketing cooperatives.
Whenever something good comes in, the internal staff of the supply and marketing cooperative and their relatives and friends will divide it up first before it can be sold at the counter.
The supplies Sister Xia got for them are so good. The rice and flour are no worse than those provided by the special supply.
There are also apples, big, red and round, and even bananas, which are rare things.
Qiao San's own people first learned from the internal staff of the supply and marketing cooperative, intercepting a portion for themselves, and then went to seize the market to sell goods.
They had long heard about You Liqun's immoral behavior and the fact that he gave birth to a son without an anus, but they did not learn from him. They still followed the old rules: the buyer paid two cents and the seller paid five cents. As soon as the market was set up and the goods were put on display, they were sold out in an instant.
As for the troops receiving the goods, the logistics department heard that they were prepared to spend 10,000 yuan to receive the supplies, which they thought was a bit exaggerated. But at 5:30, when the car slowly came, they saw a five-ton truck full of supplies. The logistics department's mouths were wide open, as if they were stuffed full of eggs.
For a division of 10,000 people, this amount of supplies was nothing. For five tons of rice, each person only got one kilogram. For five tons of flour, each person also got one kilogram.
However, this really solved an urgent problem for the independent division.
Normally, let alone a pound of meat, it would be good enough if each person could get an ounce of meat.
The independent division is still like a special forces unit. The amount of daily training is almost twice that of ordinary soldiers, but their living conditions are not much better.
There was an outbreak of swine fever in Bing County last spring, and the meat suppliers have been in great shortage in the second half of the year. If the troops had not been sent to the Southern Corps yesterday, they would have not eaten meat for almost a month.
Trucks in later generations are generally used for overweight. Although it is a five-ton truck, a truck definitely carries more than five tons of cargo.
Qin Xiao was the person involved and also came to receive the goods. Liang Zihua also wanted to know what good things Ji Xia had gotten for them, so he came in person.
I was really shocked to see five large trucks bringing in supplies. When the tarpaulin was lifted, I saw it was full of rice, flour, cooking oil, meat, and side dishes and fruits at the back.
The cart was full of meat, all of which were made by splitting a pig in half and stacking them layer by layer on the cart. As soon as one looked at it, one could smell the aroma of braised pork and feel excited all over.
Qiao San personally escorted the car over, his legs shaking. He still found it quite magical until he received 10,000 yuan from the logistics department.
He had originally planned to give himself up.
Seeing Qiao San and his men leave, the logistics officer shouted, "Hey, hey, hey, can you guys move the car away later? Don't you want the car anymore?"
Qiao San was stunned for a moment, then thought of Sister Xia's instructions, "The car was sold together, no, the car was donated to the army!"
There were only a few trucks, and Ji Xia would clear out as many as he could. Therefore, Ji Xia just had them hand the trucks over to the troops.
To Ji Xia, it was just garbage taking up space, but not to the troops.
This truck is dark green and is used by the US military. It has excellent off-road performance and a very high safety factor. Otherwise, how could Ji Xia dare to overload it?
Qin Xiao's face looked a little unhappy. He shouldn't have said only ten thousand yuan. His wife was at a disadvantage!
Liang Zihua was really moved, his eyes were a little moist. Their generation had suffered a lot. Although the young people today seem to have a hard time, it is much better than their time when they were born in an era of national destruction and family ruin, and grew up in gunfire.
But for today's young people, sending educated youth to the countryside is a matter of life and death.
To be honest, Liang Zihua looked down on them and was afraid that China would eventually fall into the hands of the younger generation. He was extremely strict with the younger generation in his family and had extremely high expectations of them. It could be said that no one in the younger generation in his family liked him.
But now, seeing what Ji Xia sent him, he realized that he might have misjudged the young man.
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