Chapter 77: The First Step to Getting Rich

"Yeah."

Ye Qingyue knew that Ding Chun had been peeking at her backpack since she entered the room, full of desire.

She didn't keep him in suspense and put down the half-person-high backpack with a muffled "bang".

Ding Chun couldn't help rubbing his hands in anticipation.

From the sound, it sounded like there must be at least one or two hundred kilograms of stuff, right?

Ye Qingyue took off the straw hat on the backpack, and there was a layer of cloth underneath, and there was another layer of straw when the cloth was lifted.

Ding Chun: "..." Looking eagerly.

Ye Qingyue uncovered the straw, revealing a small basket full of tightly wrapped eggs.

Ding Chun breathed a sigh of relief, finally seeing the goods.

"I bought the eggs in the village, three for 10 cents."

Ye Qingyue did not forget to lie, "When you go to sell them, at least 5 cents each."

After all, which transport team would specially send something as fragile as eggs?

"Okay."

Upon hearing this, Ding Chun immediately took out a pen and paper to write down the cost price, so as not to sell at a loss.

Take out the egg, and there is a large piece of meat underneath.

Ding Chun's eyes widened, "So much?!"

Ye Qingyue picked up the meat and weighed it casually, "Forty-five pounds, three ounces, two cents."

She said with a look of pain on her face, "It was not easy to snatch this piece of meat at that time. I was not the only one who had connections with the transport team. In the end, I raised the price to get it, and I even had a fight with someone."

Ding Chun's eyes widened, and she was stunned, "Sister, you are not hurt, right? Is it so dangerous to get the goods..."

She used to get the goods from her uncle who worked in the supply and marketing cooperative. Although the amount was small, she didn't encounter any trouble.

After hearing what Ye Qingyue said, Ding Chun had a new understanding of this business.

No wonder Ye Qingyue wanted to teach her self-defense. She really needs to be more vigilant!

"So you have to be careful when you sell goods. Not only do you have to be on guard against whether the buyer will sell you out, but you also have to be on guard against the conspiracy of your peers."

Seeing that the child was frightened, Ye Qingyue stopped talking.

After giving the meat to Ding Chun to put away, Ye Qingyue took out a large cloth bag from the backpack and opened it to show Ding Chun, "Rice, a total of 83 kilograms."

"Wow, I haven't seen such good rice in the supply and marketing cooperative!"

Ding Chun could smell the fragrance of rice from a distance, "This rice must sell well!"

Ye Qingyue smiled and said nothing.

In fact, this is the worst quality rice in the space, but it is better than most rice in this era.

In addition, the rice dehulling technology in the 1970s was mostly in the primitive stage. No matter how delicious the rice is, there will be undehumidified husks, small stones and dust in it.

Ye Qingyue even took the trouble to add "ingredients" to the food to make it look more like the real thing, and not too different from the rice of this era.

"Sister, what is the appropriate price for pork and rice?"

Ding Chun obediently picked up the pen and paper.

Ye Qingyue said, "Pork is 1.5 yuan per catty with a ticket, 2.5 yuan without a ticket, and rice is 2.5 yuan with a ticket, and 4 yuan without a ticket."

She specifically inquired about it, and nowadays, if you buy pork with a ticket, it is about 1 yuan per catty, and rice is about 1.4 or 1.5 yuan per catty with a ticket.

However, the supply of pork is in short supply, and sometimes you can't buy it in the county with a ticket, so the black market price will be higher.

Now that the reform and opening up have been in place for a year, people's living standards have improved a bit compared to before, and they are willing to spend more money to supplement their nutrition.

The same goes for rice. No one will refuse good things.

"In addition..."

Ye Qingyue looked at Ding Chun who was recording seriously, and suddenly said: "This is just the price I offered."

Ding Chun was stunned, looking at Ye Qingyue blankly, not immediately understanding what she meant.

What an honest child.

Ye Qingyue sighed in her heart, and then reminded: "I don't care how much you sell it for. Anyway, when I collect the money in the end, I will ask you for the price I offered."

"Sister, you mean, if I can sell the things at a higher price, you don't want the difference?"

Ding Chun finally understood, looking at Ye Qingyue with shining eyes, a little uneasy: "Really, really possible?"

Ye Qingyue nodded encouragingly, and smiled: "This way you will be more motivated to sell things, right?"

Ding Chun nodded like a garlic: "Sister, I will definitely help you sell all the things! Don't worry!"

"I want to remind you about this."

Ye Qingyue suddenly became serious, "Don't take these things too seriously. If you are caught by someone while selling things, don't hesitate, throw away all the things immediately, and then run away with all your strength!"

Ding Chun was stunned: "Ah? But, but these things are not cheap, how can I..."

"Listen to me first."

Ye Qingyue interrupted her and said seriously: "The goods can be obtained again, but if the person is gone, it is really gone. Do you understand what I mean?"

Ding Chun rubbed the corner of her clothes, and her eyes were red for some reason. She nodded vigorously: "Sister, I understand."

She was willing to take the risk of selling goods for Ye Qingyue just for the purpose of making money to treat her mother.

But now, Ding Chun has more sincerity towards Ye Qingyue.

Although the two of them are only in a cooperative relationship, Ye Qingyue regards her as more important than these goods.

If he didn't treat her sincerely, how could he consider these?

Seeing Ding Chun was almost moved to tears by her words, Ye Qingyue was a little caught off guard.

This kid is too honest.

Thinking of Ding Chun, who is two years younger than her, but risking his life to do business in the black market in order to treat his mother's illness, Ye Qingyue sighed in her heart.

It is not easy for people to live in this world.

"As a commemoration of the first cooperation."

Ye Qingyue coughed lightly, changed the subject, took out the two pears under the backpack, and handed them to Ding Chun, "Here, a gift for cooperation. Do you have a patient at home? Ask the doctor, if you can eat fruit, boil the pears in water, add some sugar, and eat them for nutrition."

Ding Chun looked at the two yellow pears in Ye Qingyue's hand, and was stunned for a second before taking the pears and saying thank you while crying.

Ye Qingyue looked at him in silence for a while, then touched Ding Chun's head, left a sentence "Be careful", and left with the backpack and the things she bought.

After she left, Ding Chun cried for a while before wiping away her tears. Holding two fresh pears with fruity fragrance, she sniffed and suddenly smiled: "Mom, we will get better and better, right?"

...

Ye Qingyue went home carrying the newly bought clothes and fabrics. As soon as she entered the door, she felt that the atmosphere in the house was unusual.

Ye Feng heard the noise and immediately trotted out of the bedroom, desperately winking at Ye Qingyue.

He was about to speak when footsteps were heard in the bedroom again.

Then, a tall and thin young woman wearing coarse cloth appeared in Ye Qingyue's sight.

"Bang."

When Ye Qingyue saw her, the things in her hands fell to the ground, her eyes suddenly felt sore, and then her vision began to blur.

"...Sister?"

Ye Qingyue spoke with a hoarse voice.

She staggered to the young woman, reached out to touch the other's slightly sunken cheek, as if to confirm something, and murmured again: "Sister?"

The young woman stared at her for a while, and her face, which was originally angry, suddenly became more serious.

"Ye Qingyue."

"Your head was caught in the door?"