340 kilograms of pork were slaughtered, including bones and two large pig heads. Zeng Changming said that the internal organs were not valuable and would not be sold, and Qin Huai did not force him.
I guess he wanted to keep it for the New Year in the village.
The pigs are all grown up and have been raised for more than a year. The pigs raised by Nanshili Village themselves are better than those raised by the Qinjiazhuang Commune. Maybe it’s because they are their own, so they take better care of them.
Qin Huai estimated that it should be around nine o'clock in the evening, so he ordered 900 yuan for Zeng Changming in person.
Lao Zeng said, "You're quite kind." He nodded three times with his saliva dripping from his mouth. Qin Huai then asked, "Captain Zeng, you should still have some pigs, right?"
"I won't sell them if I have any. They are all kept for the villagers to save their lives."
Qin Huai smacked his lips. Although he had guessed this result, he was still a little disappointed.
He had asked Zeng Changming to cut the meat into small pieces weighing two pounds each, and then loaded them all into the jeep and drove away.
When I arrived in the city, it was still early, so I lay in the car for a while. To be honest, although there was no air conditioning, it was warmer in the car than at home in Qinjiazhuang. When I woke up, it was still dark and I didn't know what time it was.
He drove to the flea market.
Many people have already been trading in the dark.
He opened the back cover and carried out a bag and put it on the table. Immediately, someone exclaimed, "Pork!" He said, "He has pork!" People immediately gathered around him to buy it.
Qin Huai said, "They are all chopped and boned. Each piece is two pounds, and the price is two yuan per pound. If you bring a pound of food coupons, it doesn't matter whether it's national or local. The pork is also divided into portions, and the portions will not be less."
This price is indeed not low, but pork is a scarce commodity and has long been out of sight in the state-owned market. The price of canned meat has already skyrocketed. The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and who among those who can afford it doesn’t want to make dumplings during the Chinese New Year? The meat in canned meat is always a little less than what it used to be, right?
Although the price of food coupons has risen to four yuan, this is pork, which is not available in the entire county during the Spring Festival.
Grit your teeth and buy one.
Someone immediately started preparing money to buy meat.
Meat is hard currency in this era. Although it is extremely expensive, people still rush to buy it.
There is no way to avoid grabbing it, otherwise it will be gone if you are too late.
In just over ten minutes, this bag of about 80 kilograms of pork was sold out.
Qin Huai took a breath, took another bag and said, "Don't squeeze, it weighs over 300 kilograms."
In this way, in less than an hour, the pork was sold out, and many people took a fancy to the pig heads on his cart.
Qin Huai said, "I'm not selling the pig's head. I want to take it home and eat it myself."
A fat man said, "Just sell it to me. I have money."
Qin Huai thought for a moment and said, "Okay, but the price must be the same as pork. It can't be cheaper."
The fat man actually took out a small yellow croaker. Qin Huai was stunned and asked, "What is this?"
"I'll trade this small yellow croaker, one and a half ounces, for a pig's head. Do you want it?"
"Is this... true?"
Doing business is really a matter of course. The fat man saw him stunned and said, "It's not sixteen taels, it's ten taels. This is a small yellow croaker weighing 75 grams."
Someone explained, "Gold is six yuan per gram, but the government doesn't allow it to be bought or sold, so it can't be counted as money. You'd better sell me the pig's head, and I'll pay you for the meat."
The fat man said unhappily, "Is there a first come first served system? The young man hasn't spoken yet."
Qin Huai calculated the price in his mind and decided that gold bars would be more cost-effective, so he said, "Okay, we poor and lower-middle peasants have never seen gold before, so we'll just treat it as a curiosity. I'll sell it to him."
The fat man immediately handed over the gold bar and happily went to move the pig's head.
Qin Huai took a bite of the gold bar and there was indeed a tooth mark. The fat man said, "Don't worry, it won't be wrong, little brother. If you still have meat in the future, come to the yard in front to find me, and I will return the gold bar to you."
The direction the fat man pointed to was a big house, but it was strange that the person who took out this thing must have been a wealthy family in the old society who hid it and took it out to save his life at a critical moment.
Qin Huai was speechless when he saw the fat man's body shape. In this era, if a man becomes fat, his family background must be very rich.
After selling the pork, he sorted out the money in his hand. He sold 340 kilograms of meat for 680 yuan.
340 kilograms of food coupons.
Maybe it was because he left home early today, and he finished selling the pork before dawn, so he decided to sell the food coupons in one go.
I immediately changed the place where I sold the food coupons. They were expensive because it was the New Year. The price would definitely drop after the New Year, and it would be a bit of a loss to keep them on hand.
Food coupons are also hard goods and are easier to sell than pork. Pork is an improvement material, while food coupons are a necessity.
He kept 50 kilograms for himself.
In this way, he spent 900 yuan of capital, sold it for 1,840 yuan, and got a small yellow croaker weighing one and a half taels, a big pig's head, and 50 kilograms of food coupons.
This business can be done.
It was already daybreak, but driving to the state-owned restaurant still attracted a lot of envious looks. He smiled at everyone and spent one yuan for a pound of food coupons to eat a bowl of noodles. Although the state-owned restaurant had also raised its prices, the increase was much cheaper than the market price.
After breakfast, I wanted to use my food coupons to buy some flour at the grain store, but unfortunately the line was already ten miles long, and it looked like the line would last forever.
There are countless commodity supply tickets issued by commercial departments.
The shortage of goods and the abundance of coupons led to a major feature of the domestic market at that time: queues. When people saw a queue on the street, they would quickly join it without asking what was being sold.
It's common to queue for nothing. When you're almost there, the item is sold out, leaving you frustrated and forced to go home. The next queue is still filled quickly, and why is this so? Because many special tickets have time limits.
Sometimes local governments will temporarily announce what can be purchased with a certain ticket number. It is very complicated and ordinary people have to spend a lot of energy to find out.
Moreover, housewives of this era had to be smart enough to be familiar with all kinds of tickets.
It’s hard to remember exactly what tickets to buy.
Fortunately, cigarettes can be bought with money. I bought a pack of Mudan cigarettes for five yuan. This cigarette is smoked by commune-level cadres.
At that time, county-level officials basically smoked 68 cents worth of Huazi cigarettes.
The car entered the village and attracted the children and adults to watch the fun. They were all surprised to see Qin Huai take out a big pig's head from the car. Hong Jie's mother-in-law asked, "Brother, let me have a bite of this pig's head."
Although she is old, she is not of the same generation.
Qin Huai said, "Auntie, how do you eat it raw?"
Qin Xiaoyun hurriedly came out and said, "Brother, bring it in quickly."
Qin Huai was at a loss for words and said, "No one is stealing ours, so why should we be afraid?"
At this point, he couldn't help but thank Zhao Qishan for coming. If he hadn't come to northern Anhui to be a cadre, he wouldn't have dared to come back with a pig's head in his hand.
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