Chapter 42 Profit
early morning.
The last day of rest during this short vacation.
Zhao Yi rushed to the commune early.
After buying some salt at the commune, we headed towards Qixingao.
"Comrade Zhao, you are here again. Come to my house and have a seat."
When the old man saw Zhao Yi at the entrance of the village, he immediately greeted him with a smile. Last time, Zhao Yi had exchanged a lot of things with him and also spent money to buy some things.
Zhao Yi nodded and followed the old man surnamed Shen towards the other party's home.
"Comrade, have you eaten all the meat you bought last time?"
Uncle Shen asked with a smile.
"I still have some, but my relatives also want to exchange some. We didn't bring much salt this time, only about one pound, so we have to spend money to buy it. It will cost more than one hundred pounds."
Zhao Yi said with a smile.
When Uncle Shen heard that Zhao Yi was willing to spend money to buy it, he was overjoyed.
Although there is no difference between exchanging things and selling them, the money is in your hands and you can buy whatever you want.
"My son and his family just got a big wild boar a few days ago, and the family got a lot of meat. I smoked it all. If you still need more, I'll go around and distribute it to the neighbors. It will be almost done when the time comes."
As Uncle Shen was speaking, he ran out and came back with a scale soon after.
He weighed the wild boar meat at home and put it into Zhao Yi's backpack.
"Seventy-three pounds, I'll count it as seventy pounds for you, 40 cents a pound, no less."
Uncle Shen looked at Zhao Yi and smiled.
The two talked for a long time and confirmed that the price was 40 cents per pound. Fearing that there was too much meat at home, Zhao Yi would lower the price even more. They did not dare to go down the mountain and sell it themselves.
Otherwise, this kind of meat would sell very well at the foot of the mountain at 50 cents a pound.
"OK."
Zhao Yi nodded, and bought five dried pheasants from Uncle Shen, at fifty cents each.
There isn’t actually much meat on the dried pheasant, but it tastes really good and can be considered as broth, which some people in the city particularly like.
Zhao Yi didn't buy this wild chicken to sell for money, but to give it to Zhang Jing to nourish her body. She had to drink chicken soup at least once a month. When the baby was about to be born, he had to buy some more to ensure that she had chicken soup for the five days of confinement.
Uncle Shen somehow managed to get 56 kilograms of wild boar meat from some family and sold it to Zhao Yi at 50 kilograms.
"Uncle Shen, this is not good. After removing three kilograms, it is now six kilograms. If you borrow another kilogram of meat, it will make up to 130 kilograms."
Zhao Yi waved his hands quickly.
Uncle Shen glanced at Zhao Yi, then laughed, ran out and came back carrying a piece of meat.
"No need to weigh it now. It's a total of 130 kilograms. The extra is my treat. You are honest and I am honest too. You even gave me a kilogram of salt."
Uncle Shen said with a smile.
Zhao Yi nodded, then counted out fifty-four dollars and fifty cents and handed it to the old man. Five dried pheasants cost two dollars and fifty cents, plus one hundred and three pounds of pork cost fifty-two, which was exactly right.
Zhao Yi carried the pork and walked back home.
"Uncle Shen, did you really sell the pork?"
A young man looked at the money handed over by the old man and smiled. He sold 60 kilograms of pork to the old man for a total of 24 yuan, and 100 kilograms of grain for 7 yuan, which could buy 300 kilograms of grain. He could eat his fill this year.
"Don't worry, I think Comrade Zhao will come again to buy. This year, not only will we have food, but we will also have new clothes."
The old man laughed and said.
There was more meat than food in Qixing'ao, so it was not that they were starving, but most of the clothes they wore were made of animal skins, which were very warm. However, when they went down the mountain, they were often laughed at as savages and mountain boys. Everyone wanted to change into clothes made of cloth, but unfortunately they had no money in their pockets to buy cloth.
It was already dark when Zhao Yi returned home.
"Can you sell all the meat?"
Zhang Jing was a little surprised, this was more than 100 kilograms of meat.
Zhao Yi took out a few dried pheasants, walked into the utility room and hung them up, then returned to the main room to sort the pork, a total of 136 kilograms of meat. Zhao Yi found a smaller piece of wild boar meat and handed it to Zhang Jing, indicating that she should take it to the kitchen to cook.
That piece of pork weighs no more than three pounds.
Zhao Yi calculated carefully that if he sold all the pork this time, he could make a profit of 50 yuan.
Wild boar meat can also be used to make oil, but wild boars are made up of tendon meat and very little fat. Wild boars move a lot every day, so they don't have as much fat as domestic pigs.
"Boss, you won't be working tomorrow?"
After finishing her meal, Zhang Jing looked at Zhao Yi and asked.
"I can earn fifty yuan from selling all this pork, but how many cents can I earn from working? At worst, I can just buy Li Dequan a bottle of wine tomorrow."
Zhao Yi waved his hand indifferently.
Working in the village, there is almost no income except for a little food, and you can't ask for leave every day. Anyway, Li Dequan won't say anything.
It's not daybreak yet.
Zhao Yi carried the pork and walked into the mountains.
The income for a trip is fifty yuan, which is not pork but money.
No matter how hard he tried, Zhao Yi still arrived at the supply and marketing cooperative late, missing meal time.
The patrolmen along the way were all eager to meet Zhao Yi. Since Zhao Yi started making money, he would often give them cigarettes to smoke. They all knew that Zhao Yi was going into the city to bring food to his relatives, and would give them cigarettes again when he came back.
So when he saw Zhao Yi, he greeted him with a smile, and then Zhao Yi smoked a cigarette and walked towards the supply and marketing cooperative.
After finding Director Peng's office, Zhao Yi knocked on the door.
"Come in."
Director Peng responded.
"Xiao Zhao."
Director Peng looked at the list in his hand, pointed to the bench opposite him, sorted out the list for a while, and then looked at Zhao Yi.
"Director, I have already delivered the pork."
Zhao Yi smiled slightly.
"Okay, it's almost time for dinner, come with me to my house, and if I buy it again in the future, you can just deliver it to my house."
Director Peng nodded, said hello to the sales clerks, and led Zhao Yi back to his home.
Director Peng's home seems like a simple residential area. The simplicity that Zhao Yi mentioned is for future generations, but it can be considered luxurious nowadays.
The two men walked into one of the houses. Director Peng took out the key, opened the door, and led Zhao Yi into his home.
Then an old man looked at Zhao Yi with a smile.
"This is Comrade Xiao Zhao."
Director Peng introduced it to his mother-in-law.
Although I have never met Zhao Yi, I often hear my daughter-in-law mention that a lot of the food at home was bought by him.
The old man quickly washed an apple and handed it to Zhao Yi.
Not long after Director Peng left, he came back carrying a scale, followed by seven or eight women.
When the urea bag on the backpack was removed, the backpack was full of meat. Zhao Yi opened the urea bag again, and it was also full of meat.
When everyone saw so much meat, their eyes widened.
"Xiao Zhao, a total of 133 kilograms of meat. I'll get the money for you right away."
After weighing the meat, Director Peng looked at Zhao Yi and said.
"Director, even if it's 130 kilograms, the extra three kilograms is a small token of my appreciation. Please don't despise it."
Zhao Yi said with a smile.
"Okay, then let's say it's 130 kilograms, 102 yuan and 70 cents."
Director Peng said with a smile.
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