Liang Wan was also busy and sweating, his face flushed with excitement: "Fuck, this is the first time I've seen melons sold like this, it's simply a rush to buy."
"Damn it, our eyes are so tired that they hurt." The two people who were left behind by Xia Qiulong to look after the place complained. From the moment the carriage arrived until now, they had been staring from beginning to end, fearing that someone would chase Bai Ji away.
Brother Xia has instructed us to keep a close eye on the place and not let a single melon get lost.
Wan Feng sat lazily on the carport without expressing any opinion. This scene was common to him, and his head was busy calculating economics.
The cost of this cart of melons is ten yuan, which is 670 kilograms at a cost of 1.5 cents.
He has sold about 500 kilograms of melons and earned 25 yuan. After deducting the 10 yuan cost, he has made a profit of 15 yuan. This is the highest profit he has ever made in a single transaction.
If all the remaining melons are sold, there will still be a profit of seven or eight yuan. This business is good, but it's a pity that Lao Liangtou's melons can't be sold much.
What will Lao Liang do after the melons are harvested?
Wan Feng got up and went to a nearby grocery store to buy four packs of Warrior cigarettes at 1.3 yuan each. He gave two packs to each of the young men who were watching the place, and then gave each of them four kilograms of cantaloupe and let them go.
There was no need for so many people in the future. A customer came every few minutes and even Liang Wan ran to the shade of the tree to cool off, and Wan Feng got busy on his own.
At around ten o'clock, there were still about thirty pounds of melons in the car. At this time, Lao Yuan and Xia Qiulong came back.
Lao Yuan's car was empty and the bricks and tiles seemed to have been unloaded safely.
Wan Feng, Liang Wan, Xia Qiulong, Liu Hewu and Lao Yuan were squatting under a weeping willow tree by the roadside, eating melons and talking to each other.
"What's the situation at First Construction?"
"This construction site is a plumbing equipment factory under construction. It has several large factory buildings, including a three-story office building. We need about 300,000 red bricks. Besides that building, the roofs of the other large factory buildings are about 1,200 square meters. This is what the inspector told me. He's going to bring all our bricks and tiles here for now."
Xia Qiulong gave a detailed introduction.
One thousand two hundred square meters means about 11,000 tiles. According to the current output of the cement tile workshop, that is two months' output, and there is no maintenance period. This is an important issue.
There are also 300,000 red bricks, which is almost the output of the Wahou Brick Factory in half a year.
Wanfeng has no worries about red bricks, because they can just bring in as many as they produce, with no quantity limit.
But the tiles are not enough, as they have a mission to produce 100,000 tiles by the end of the winter month.
There are about two thousand finished tiles in the house, and about the same number of tiles in maintenance. There is still a difference of seven thousand yuan just for plumbing equipment.
I don’t know if Zhang Haijin went to Xiao Dexiang to make the mold?
I have to go back and supervise Zhang Hai immediately, time is very tight now.
"Brother, is there a black market in Hongya that sells all kinds of tickets?"
Xia Qiulong thought for a moment and said, "Yes! Why are you asking this?"
"I'd like to see and buy some of the tickets we need. Do you know the specific location and time for the transaction?"
Xia Qiulong shook his head: "I'm not interested in that. I've never noticed it before, so how would I know."
"Please help me find out the specific transaction location and time. I need to buy some cloth coupons. Oh, by the way, didn't you work in a textile printing and dyeing factory before? Can't you get cloth coupons?"
Xia Qiulong shook his head: "The products in the factory are all planned economy products, with very strict control. I can't get them."
Then we can only rely on the black market.
Wan Feng gave the remaining shares to Xia Qiulong, and then hurried back with Liang Wan and Lao Yuan.
"Why are you rushing back in such a hurry? Is there something urgent?" Liang Wan asked, waving his whip.
"I'm afraid Zhang Hai has forgotten to go to Gushan to look for Xiao Dexiang. This is an urgent matter and we can't delay it at all."
"Hey! You're worrying for nothing! Zhang Hai rode his bike to Gushan this morning, even earlier than I did. He left before I even had the cart harnessed up."
"Are you sure?"
"I saw him heading towards Lonely Mountain with my own eyes. How could this be false?"
Wan Feng breathed a sigh of relief. Since Zhang Hai had gone to find Xiao Dexiang, he was no longer anxious. However, his stomach seemed to be anxious, and it gurgled a few times.
The corn porridge I drank this morning has all been digested into urine, so it would be strange if I wasn't hungry.
"Then there's no need to rush back. Let's go eat."
When Liang Wanyi heard this, he was so excited that he immediately found a restaurant and parked the car in front of the hotel.
It's still more than ten minutes before eleven o'clock, and there are not many people in the restaurant.
Wan Feng hurried to buy groceries, including spicy tofu, boiled fish, pork with green peppers, and a plate of roasted eggplant.
"I'll take care of the food, but I won't take care of the alcohol. I'm afraid you might drive drunk."
The two car owners were confused after hearing this: "What is drunk driving?"
"As the name suggests, it means driving under the influence. Traffic police will catch you."
Liang Wanyi curled his lips and said, "That's the driver's business. Even if we were drunk, we were just driving. The traffic police don't care."
The two guys started drinking two taels of liquor each.
Wan Feng held a bowl of rice and ate it.
If you want to eat some fine grains here, you can only go to a restaurant. At my grandma's house, you can only see white staple food during a few important festivals a year.
People who drink are just slow. It took these two guys half an hour to finish two taels of liquor.
Next time I go out with them, I must never let them drink alcohol. It just wastes time.
On the return journey, the speed of the carriage was much faster. At about one o'clock, the two carriages returned to the depression.
Wan Feng did some calculations and realized that when delivering goods to the county town using a horse-drawn carriage, one carriage could only make one trip. Even if the first carriage was loaded early in the morning and worked a little late, it could only make two trips at most. A three-horse carriage could carry a thousand bricks or five hundred tiles. This speed was definitely not feasible and he had to rely on a tractor.
The brigade has 22 and two handheld machines.
Wan Feng rejected the hand tractor immediately because it was too dangerous to pull heavy loads up and down hills.
But a 22 truck can only carry 1,000 bricks or 600 watts, which is a bit overloaded. Even if it can make three trips at most, it still doesn't seem enough.
And the driver has to be willing to drive.
The nearby Cuitun Brigade also has a 22 tractor. Can it be rented?
After returning to the Wahou Team, Wan Feng came to the brick and tile factory. He wanted to see if Zhang Hai had returned and he urgently needed to know how things were going with Xiao Dexiang.
This is the most important thing now.
Zhang Hai had returned a long time ago and was directing production under the scorching sun. He was even more anxious because the rainy season was about to arrive. Once the rainy season came, the production progress would definitely be affected. Now they had to speed up the progress.
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