Chapter 13 The First Pot of Gold



Chu Yu was selling luminous sand for the first time and didn't understand the intricacies of the business, so he was fortunate to be reminded by the old man.

"Thank you, I will make plans as soon as possible."

The old man nodded. "Alright, you're someone who listens to advice. Let me give you another piece of advice: the price of night-shining sand at the Chinese medicine station in the city is higher than here. If you can send it to the city to sell, you can earn at least two yuan more."

Chu Yu brought over two hundred catties of night-shining sand today, which is two hundred catties net weight after deducting the weight of the sack.

The county town's purchase price was 2 cents per jin, so she made a total of 4 yuan, not a cent more, not a cent less. According to the old man, the city's purchasing station should have offered 3 cents per jin, so she could have earned 6 yuan per trip, more than half again.

Don't underestimate these 6 yuan. Nowadays, a regular worker in the county only earns 20 yuan a month, and a farmer can't even earn 200 yuan a year. If there is a year with a lot of rain or drought, the harvest will be poor, and it will be difficult to pay the grain tax. It is possible that they will not earn any money at all in the year.

That's why everyone says it's not easy to make a living in the fields.

I can earn six yuan a day, which is one or two hundred yuan a month, enough to make up for a year's income from farming. If I also sell some other things, I can definitely support my family.

Only when you have capital can you switch to another career and make big money. Chu Yu is not someone who is ambitious but lacks practical skills; she is happy with both small and large sums of money.

She got on her bike, beaming as she waved goodbye to the old man. "Thank you so much, sir! We'll meet again someday. When I make some money, I'll treat you to some Daqianmen cigarettes!"

The old man was taken aback, but then he was amused by the girl. She looked to be no more than eighteen years old, with a very tender face. She was obviously inexperienced and hadn't been through much of the harsh realities of life. Yet, she acted like an old businesswoman, asking him, this old man, to smoke Daqianmen cigarettes!

That's really interesting!

The old man waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Alright, alright, this is nothing, you're already just making empty promises!"

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