"How much is one pound?"
"This bacon is smoked with pine wood, and its weight will shrink after smoking, so it is twice as expensive as pork. I'll give it to you for one dollar and eighty cents per pound." Ge Qiuze knew that another big order had come in. City people are just rich.
"When the time comes, you should quote An An two yuan per pound, okay?" Song Songbai nodded.
Ge Qiuze looked at him speechlessly, "Last time, you quoted me three dollars for the fishing rod and net you made yourself, and now you're asking for it again."
"I've helped you install so many radios, and you're not willing to help with such a small matter?" Song Songbai didn't feel ashamed at all, and felt justified in asking for help.
"I paid for the radio, you didn't work for nothing," Ge Qiuze was also shocked. "If your wife thinks it's too expensive and doesn't come to buy things from me, then I'll be at a loss, right?"
"If you don't help me, I will ride my bike to other black markets in the county to buy it for her in the morning." Song Songbai said in a light tone, not worried at all.
Damn, he's quite good at threatening people.
"Doesn't your wife give you pocket money?" Ge Qiuze was really threatened by him and accepted it.
Song Songbai touched his nose embarrassedly and said, "I did have some, but it was deducted because I did something wrong." Just yesterday, he lost his three yuan pocket money for a month, and his money was deducted for similar reasons a few months ago.
"Okay, two yuan per pound. How many pounds do you want?" Ge Qiuze was speechless. He really didn't know why he was so miserable after getting married.
"How many pounds do you have? Bring me anything under ten pounds." He wasn't afraid to add bacon. The more he brought, the more money he could make. "And some pork belly."
"The pork belly is still the same 90 cents per pound that Cheng Fei mentioned last time. Your wife knows the price, so you can't quote her a higher price."
"It's okay, just say that home delivery is a little more expensive and quote one dollar per pound." Song Songbai was not picky, so he would just make less money from the pork belly.
"How many pounds?"
"About three pounds." Although I know that An An's space can keep meat fresh, buying too much meat will seem like there is no way to preserve it to outsiders, which will also cause people to worry.
"Okay, what do you want? You don't even have any money right now."
Song Songbai looked him up and down and said, "Single people don't understand this kind of happiness."
Deposits and wages must be turned in, but private money must also be saved. Single people don’t know the fun of this battle of wits and courage between couples.
Ge Qiuze was certain he could sense the contempt in his face and tone. He took a deep breath, maintaining his self-respect, and said, "Who cares about this kind of happiness?"
But Xu Luyao's beautiful face came to mind. If it was her...
"Ha, if you don't care, then don't care." Song Songbai sneered at his hypocrisy. He didn't care but still peeked at the new educated youth every day. He had seen it several times.
Ge Qiuze was so angry that he wanted to turn around and leave, but he barely remembered his business and said, "I don't have any of these at home today. I'll get up early tomorrow and send them to your house."
"Okay," Song Songbai nodded.
"Also, An An wants to open a door between the kitchen and the room. Please help with the work at noon. Lunch is provided." Song Songbai called him again. Ge Qiuze did a good job in breaking down the wall last time.
A big customer, a big customer, and also a partner of the radio, Ge Qiuze kept repeating in his heart, hold on, you must hold on.
Ge Qiuze even started to wonder if he owed the couple something in his previous life. It was so frustrating.
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