It was very smooth as he ran all the way here. After paying the fare, Jia Youcai, with a bad look on his face, pushed the door and walked into the tavern.
Why was Jia Youcai unhappy? Because he chatted with the driver on the road and learned about the current price of grain.
The situation is really different every day. One dollar now can't buy a kilogram of rice. Considering Jia Youcai's current net worth, if he buys all the rice, he will only get more than 100 kilograms. If he wants to store it for a month or so, he may not be able to sell it.
With his current appetite, it’s doubtful whether it’s enough for him to eat, let alone doing business. He still needs to save money to buy vegetables, oil, and meat. He may also go to Bada Hulu for a skewers from time to time. The scenery over there will be gone in the future.
It's impossible to expect Jia Youcai to eat steamed buns made of rice flour every day.
The black-hearted capitalist grain merchant would go find a big one at night, break into the house, pick the lock and rob him.
This big grain merchant who can still hoard grain at a high price in this situation, if he doesn't have a pile of shit under his butt, the three words "Jia Youcai" would be written backwards.
The saying "rob the rich grain merchants of their unscrupulous nature and help the poor talented merchants" is exactly this principle.
Jia Youcai walked into the tavern and looked around. There were not many customers, only a few people, and one of them seemed to be Niu Ye, who was a little younger than him.
What a coincidence, isn't it? When I went to get food at night, the buyer for the stolen goods would appear right in front of me.
I heard that some of them are local residents with wide connections, and are given face by their superiors. They are also bannermen and are quite righteous, so they are very suitable.
He Yongqiang was also at the counter, dozing off listlessly.
Jia Youcai sat directly at the table opposite Niu Ye and immediately began to shout, "Boss, give me two pounds of your wine first, and all the good side dishes."
He Yongqiang, who was feeling sleepy, got up reluctantly when he heard someone calling him. He looked at Jia Youcai, who was dressed in tattered clothes, thin, and looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old. He asked for the best of everything and two kilograms of wine.
You're not here to eat and drink for free or to cause trouble, right? People in their shop usually order a few ounces of wine, and no one would order by the pound right away.
Even though his wine was mixed with water, after drinking two kilograms of it, he still got drunk and passed out.
He Yongqiang didn't rush to get wine or food. He walked over to Jia Youcai and looked him up and down: "This customer looks unfamiliar. He must have never been to our store before.
You want two pounds of wine? Can you finish it? Or you can bring some? I'll bottle it for you. The dishes are fine too, but our shop is small, with little capital and little profit, so we don't accept credit. What do you think of this?"
When Jia Youcai heard this, he became unhappy and said, "You are lying with your eyes open. The guy named Niu across the street can buy on credit, but I, Master Jia, cannot."
And this guy obviously looks down on me. He wants money before the food and drinks are served. He's afraid that I can eat and drink for free.
If my grandson thinks so, then your grandfather Jia will really be eating and drinking for free.
Jia Youcai immediately shouted, "Alright, you're a small shop and you're still taking advantage of strangers, right? That shop didn't even ask for payment first. Let's serve the food. Call your manager over. I want to ask if this is the rule for taverns in this city. You're looking down on me."
Old man He, who was busy in the backyard, understood what was said before. He quickly put down his work and came out.
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