The gate of the electromechanical factory is too conspicuous.
Besides, Lao Si usually works in this field, so most people are familiar with him.
Fu Jingyou glanced around, then raised his chin while pushing his bicycle:
"Let's talk somewhere else first."
"Hey, hey, okay!"
After some twists and turns, the two of them stood in a small corner of a residential alley.
When the dark-skinned fourth brother saw that they were safe, he pulled Fu Jingyou along and explained his purpose:
"Brother, I know the rules of the underworld, and I have no intention of disturbing your peace. I just want to ask, do you have any more goods? If so, can you give me some more?"
Not to mention the scarce Dacron.
The cotton cloths I got last time were of very good quality.
The price of 45 cents per foot seems quite reasonable, but the good thing is that you don't need cloth coupons when buying goods from Fu Jingyou.
After Heipi Lao Si took the things back, he raised the price and asked for money and receipts on the black market. Not only did he make a lot of money, but he also had no trouble selling them.
Just from that batch of goods, in just half a month, I made as much as I did in the previous month, or even more than a whole month...
With such a huge benefit in front of him, how could Heipi Lao Si not be anxious?
"You don't have to worry about me not being able to eat it. I can eat it if you have it!"
Afraid that Fu Jingyou would refuse, and even more afraid that Fu Jingyou would look for another buyer, the dark-skinned fourth brother said directly:
"If you're willing, the price is negotiable. Based on the previous price, I can add three or five cents to the original price when I buy things from you in the future!"
"We're all family, so anything is easy to talk about. I'll give you a little concession, and you'll make some money, and it won't be in vain. I'll also make some money. How great is that? Do you think it's possible?"
"The goods are easy to deal with."
Fu Jingyou nodded, saying half of the words and leaving the other half:
"But there are none before the New Year. The next batch of goods is expected to arrive in March after the New Year."
"M-March?!"
The dark-skinned fourth brother was a little disappointed.
The few days before the New Year are the time to sell goods and do good business.
After a year of poverty and hardship, the people are only willing to open their wallets these few days.
It’s a pity, but there’s nothing we can do if it’s really out of stock.
"That's fine too! But Brother Xiaoliu, let's make this clear first."
The dark-skinned fourth rubbed the back of his head and spoke one compliment after another, or from the heart:
"You have a big business and connections, so I'm sure you have more than one customer. I'm easy to talk to and I'm not greedy... After all, we know each other and have worked together before. In the future, please save some of your goods for me!"
Fu Jingyou accepted the emotional card of the dark-skinned old man, but also stated his own rules frankly:
"The goods are easy to deal with. We can all make money together. But let me make it clear first, I have my own rules."
The dark-skinned fourth man said seriously:
"You say it, you say it, and I will obey!"
Fu Jingyou nodded and said:
"I'll let you know when the goods arrive. Don't do things like today before I come to see you next time."
This is Fu Jingyou's rule.
It is also a warning from Fu Jingyou.
The dark-skinned fourth man was a little embarrassed, but after thinking about it, he didn't explain anything and nodded in agreement carefully.
Having said that, the matter has basically come to an end for the time being.
Fu Jingyou got on his bicycle and raised his chin towards the fourth child:
"Go back, have a peaceful New Year, and see you when the goods arrive after the New Year."
"Hey, hey, hey!"
The dark-skinned old man nodded quickly.
Fu Jingyou rode his bike out of the alley and didn't go home directly.
He slowed down and looked back, thought for two seconds, and rode for half an hour in the northwest direction of the electromechanical factory, and circled to the West Second Moat a few kilometers away.
Since ancient times, merchants have valued profits, and those who work hard in business value profits to the extreme.
The fact that Heipi Lao Si is willing to give up some of the profits is a sign of sincerity.
However, there are so many twists and turns here that it cannot be easily summarized by this tiny bit of sincerity.
We still need to be cautious when we need to be cautious.
…
Fu Jingyou walked around outside for a long time, and when he got home, it was completely dark.
Lu Miao waited anxiously at home, and finally he came back.
"Why are you so late today?"
She was a little unhappy and complained with a pout.
Fu Jingyou casually kicked up the stand and parked the bicycle in the yard, then gently led her into the house:
"Something happened at the factory and we were delayed. Are you anxious waiting?"
"Um."
Lu Miao let him lead the way and nodded truthfully.
He said last night that he would make rice cakes when he came back today, so he asked me to steam the glutinous rice first.
Lu Miao started working after lunch.
There was a lot of glutinous rice to be steamed, so Tang Mei went to the alley and asked her neighbor to borrow a steamer for her.
Fu Jingyou smiled and coaxed her in a low voice.
He went back to the house, took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, went to the kitchen to wash his hands, and directly carried the steamer that was still embedded in the pot to the main room.
Fu Jingyou peeled off the thing stuck on the top of the steamer, and a burst of hot air and the aroma of rice immediately wafted out.
He went to the kitchen to get a wooden basin for washing vegetables and scooped some water over.
He wet his hands and used a wooden spoon to pick up a spoonful of glutinous rice, pinched it into a compact rice ball, and handed it to Lu Miao.
When the little ones nearby saw this, they immediately lined up and ran over one after another.
"dad!"
"Dad, I want one too."
"Uncle, I want one too!"
“Both.”
Fu Jingyou smiled and nodded, then followed the same method to make a rice ball for each person.
Beijing is different from my hometown. There are ready-made tools for pressing glutinous rice cakes.
However, when things were sent from his hometown, Fu Jingyou started making preparations.
The wooden mallet was prepared early in the morning, and the container for pressing the glutinous rice cake was the vegetable washing basin.
It takes some effort, but it can be done.
After taking care of several little mouths, Fu Jingyou officially got busy.
After picking up an appropriate amount of cooked glutinous rice and putting it into the basin, he picked up a large wooden hammer and started to hit it regularly.
The glutinous rice is fragrant and has a slightly sticky and chewy texture.
Lu Miao thought the food tasted very good, and the greedy child approached Fu Jingyou and reached out for more.
Fu Jingyou freed his hand and pinched another small one for her:
"Don't eat too much. Glutinous rice is hard to digest. It will make your stomach upset at night."
"Got it~!"
Lu Miao nodded, clutching the rice ball.
Seeing that his forehead was covered in sweat, she went into the house to get a towel to wipe his sweat.
After wiping the rice ball with one hand and a towel with the other, he sat at the table and ate in small bites. He was so well-behaved and peaceful.
Fu Jingyou looked at her and then at the children.
His eyebrows were softly closed, and a smile was always on his thin lips.
Every time I get home from get off work, this is the most enjoyable time.
…
A steamer of cooked glutinous rice was pounded in batches, and it took until late at night to finish.
In the past, when I made glutinous rice cakes in my hometown, the beaten glutinous rice cakes weighed at least ten pounds.
The equipment here is not professional, and a glutinous rice cake weighs at most three or four pounds.
A steamer of cooked glutinous rice was pounded into seven or eight small round cakes that were only slightly bigger than a plate.
Fu Jingyou put them in a clean snakeskin bag.
Just wait for two days until it is dry and formed, then take it down and cut it into pieces.
Pack up, wash up and go back to the room.
The lights in the house are still on.
Lu Miao slept crookedly on the edge of the kang with his face resting on a book.
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