In that afternoon, Xu Xiangyang sold 100 jin of beef, 50 jin of pork, and some other miscellaneous items.
Beef prices are relatively stable because some people don't like beef or lamb, so it's sold cheaply.
Pork sold for 1.2 yuan per jin (500g), and beef for 0.8 yuan per jin. Black market prices are always going to go up, so nobody complained about the high prices.
Since no tickets are needed, people don't feel bad about buying them.
Xu Xiangyang set the price, but it would be cheaper with national meat coupons. A pound of pork only costs six cents with the coupons, which is cheaper than what the grocery store sells.
That way he can get some meat coupons, so he won't be short of coupons when he craves food in the future.
Besides the meat that brought in over a hundred yuan, I also made over fifty yuan from other items.
Xu Xiangyang calculated that it totaled 180 yuan, with a few yuan in change that he hadn't counted.
With his wallet bulging, he felt much more energetic; at least that's how he is now.
After paying for the house, he only had less than ten yuan left in his pocket. What could he do with that little money?
Of course, if we look at it from a modern perspective, this amount of money is enough to do many things.
However, Xu Xiangyang, who was an orphan in his previous life, had a different idea: the more money the better, because that would give him a sense of security.
Back at the state-run hotel, he locked the door and went inside to rest and eat.
This way, we can save money on a meal. We can overlook other things, but we should save money on meals when we can.
The next morning, Xu Xiangyang spent the day wandering around the black market, selling as much as he could, since he was short of money anyway.
Moreover, he doesn't have to worry about being recognized in Haicheng. He can easily disguise himself and shop to his heart's content.
By the end of the day, Xu Xiangyang had made over 220 yuan, which, combined with the previous 180 yuan, brought his total to 400 yuan, leaving him with a dozen or so yuan in change.
Xu Xiangyang was satisfied; at least he had some savings now, which gave him more confidence.
It was four days later when he returned to the new city.
I've been running around outside for a while now. I don't think I'm tired, but after so many days, I'm bound to get tired.
After dropping the car off at his workplace, Xu Xiangyang went straight home to sleep.
Who cares about the world, sleeping here is the most important thing right now.
When Xu Xiangyang woke up the next morning, he felt refreshed. Indeed, youth makes a difference; a good night's sleep had relieved all his fatigue.
After changing his clothes, he packed up everything in the house.
He plans to move in a couple of days, but he needs to tidy up the place first.
Upon arriving at the house he had purchased, Xu Xiangyang first exchanged 100 yuan for a deposit slip, which he then mailed to the address provided by the homeowner.
After this was done, I had no more worries about the house; it was completely mine.
The yard was very clean, and the trash inside the house had been taken out. It seems they cleaned it up again after moving in.
Xu Xiangyang swept the dust off the ceiling and then repainted the room with white paint.
The original house was also painted white, but it's gotten a bit dirty over the years.
It needs to air out for a few days. Although there's not much formaldehyde, it still has a smell.
Apart from some tables and chairs, everything else was taken away by the homeowner. There are two beds in each of the two bedrooms, both double beds.
He checked and everything was fine; it was still usable and showed no signs of activity.
The room was about 90 square meters. Xu Xiangyang cleaned it thoroughly in one day, even wiping the windows until they were sparkling clean.
Back home, he pondered what to do with the things.
After all, when Feng Jiu arrives, he needs to bring people to carry the things; he can't just conjure them up out of thin air.
If the transaction were to take place in the newly purchased courtyard, Feng Jiunian would likely find out about it, so they would have to find a temporary place to conduct the transaction.
Whether he will trade again in the future is uncertain, and he doesn't want to reveal his secrets to others.
Especially with people he doesn't know well, he shouldn't let them know his address, as that would be very dangerous.
After thinking for two days, Xu Xiangyang finally found a place: an abandoned church on the outskirts of the city.
This building was built during the Republic of China era. Now no one lives here anymore, and the building shows signs of collapse. Few people are willing to come here for fear of it collapsing and injuring them.
This place is nice; there aren't many people around, so it's both secluded and safe.
Now that the location had been found, the next step was to contact Feng Jiunian. He went back to the city to the post office to make the call, and Feng Jiunian quickly called back.
"Brother Daqiang, I was just about to go tomorrow, but you haven't called me back. I'm getting worried." Feng Jiunian said he was worried, but his face showed no sign of worry.
He still didn't quite believe that Xu Xiangyang could accomplish these things, since meat products were not easy to obtain.
Xu Xiangyang smiled and said, "I've been busy, haven't I? I've prepared everything. We're leaving tomorrow, so when will we arrive? Let's arrange a place to meet."
Although we're leaving tomorrow, the journey will still take time, especially since it takes three days to get here by train from Beiping. Driving is about the same as taking the train.
Feng Jiunian really didn't expect him to have everything prepared. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "How about this, I'm in Shancheng. I'll drive to Xincheng tomorrow. Tell me a place and I'll come find you."
He hadn't actually seen the goods, so he still had some concerns. Anyway, he was here to pick up the goods, and the trip wouldn't take more than two days.
Xu Xiangyang agreed that the two of them would meet at the city gate, and then he would bring him over.
After hanging up the phone, he found a spot, went outside to check that he couldn't see inside from the outside, and felt relieved.
After he arrived, he went to put his things away first, and then he could ask Feng Jiunian to come over.
Since tomorrow is a day off, Xu Xiangyang didn't go to work and didn't need to worry about whether he would have to go to work tomorrow.
That evening, while Xu Xiangyang was sorting through the containers, he found some more canned meat. The boxes had the manufacturer's name printed on them, but the cans had no outer packaging.
It's likely that the manufacturer took it back and reprinted its own name on it, which is why there was no packaging.
Xu Xiangyang thought this was pretty good. The cardboard box had markings on the outside indicating the type of canned food, but there were no markings inside.
He took out two boxes of canned pork ribs, each can weighing one pound, and they were braised in soy sauce. He said they could just heat them up and eat them.
That's why people in later generations are in a state of sub-health. How can they be healthy if they consume so much of this additive?
Nowadays, people can just drink some hot water and wait a few days to get better when they have a cold, but some people in later generations would rather have to get IV drips for seven days to get better.
Out of curiosity, Xu Xiangyang took out a can and heated it up in the cafeteria.
Aside from the taste of braised pork ribs, there's really nothing else that's delicious.
However, considering people's tastes nowadays, it should be considered a pretty good dish.
As long as there are no other major problems, ribs are meat too, so who would complain about how they taste?
Xu Xiangyang didn't take anything else, just two boxes of canned pork ribs, to test the waters first.
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