This customer was chosen by An Jingzhi because he was a man with a family. If he bought a doll, he must have a wife and children at home.
Then if they go to each other's homes, the probability of problems will be very small.
After the few people finished discussing, An Jingzhi asked Chen Yi to translate and they were willing to follow the man to his house to trade.
The white man seemed very happy. He led the way in front and looked back at them from time to time, fearing that they would suddenly run away.
"How many potatoes do you have?" the white man asked, looking at the backpacks on several people's backs.
At this time, they had all their weapons in their hands. Chen Yi's kitchen knife was in Lu Lian's hand, and the brick in Lu Lian's hand was in his hand.
Chen Yi walked in the middle of the team.
"He asked how many potatoes we had."
An Jingzhi said: "Tell him we have 20 kilograms."
Chen Yi translated truthfully, and the white man was very happy after hearing it. He was not surprised to see several people looking at him warily with weapons in their hands.
"Don't worry, I'm willing to trade with you for anything you like. If you're willing to bring food to trade next time, please give me priority," the white man said sincerely.
An Jingzhi nodded, neither saying yes nor no.
After a while, they arrived at the white man's home. The man knocked on the door and a burly woman opened it.
The woman was very confused when she saw her happy husband and several strange men. The white man first invited them into the room to sit down, then pulled his wife aside and whispered a few words, and then the woman's face became enthusiastic.
Apparently, the white men had already told their family that they wanted to trade potatoes with them.
From the white man's introduction on the way, An Jingzhi felt that the family should be considered a good one, but to be honest, he felt that this family really looked like a poor family no matter how he looked at it.
There were only shabby stools and tables, and not even any electric lights.
The only eye-catching thing is that this family’s house is very big.
"Mr. Holf, with all due respect, there doesn't seem to be anything worth trading in your house." An Jingzhi said.
After Chen Yi finished translating, the white man's face became a little nervous. "Yes, yes!" After the man finished speaking, he immediately ran into the bedroom. In front of An Jingzhi was a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron, which looked like some parts removed from a motorcycle.
Are they going to carry these dozens of kilograms of scrap metal back? Although it can be worth some money, An Jingzhi is not willing to make such a deal.
He shook his head, "Sir, these won't work."
After hearing Shen Yi's translation, Horf became a little worried. He whispered a few words to his wife and went back to the room. This time he took out a small box containing some gold and silver jewelry.
An Jingzhi became slightly interested. He picked up the jewelry and weighed it. Most of it was silver, and the gold seemed to weigh only a few grams.
"These can be traded, but I will only trade you 5 kilograms of potatoes."
The Horfs were overjoyed, "Okay, okay!"
Then he looked at their backpacks with reluctance, as there were still 15 kilograms in them!
The white man looked left and right but couldn't find anything valuable. Suddenly, his eyes fell on his right wrist.
He squeezed off the mechanical watch on his wrist and said, "Can I exchange this for potatoes? This is a famous German watch. Even in your country, it would be worth a lot of money."
An Jingzhi took the mechanical watch from his hand. It looked very finely made and was a watch from a well-known German brand. If a watch like this found the right buyer, it should be able to sell for one or two hundred yuan.
"Sure, I can exchange this for 10 kilograms of potatoes." An Jingzhi said.
Horf was a little distressed. He wanted to keep the last five pounds. "Oh, right! Do you want a TV? A color TV!"
An Jingzhi shook his head repeatedly. He didn't even want a color TV from the Great Mao Dynasty era. If he wasn't careful, it might blow up his house.
"We don't need this!"
The white man tried to bargain, as if he wanted to sell the pile of scrap metal under his feet to An Jingzhi, but An Jingzhi was unmoved and still did not agree to the deal.
The white man really didn't want to watch the food slip away from his eyes. You know, food in Russia is very expensive now and it's not available!
You can easily find a woman to spend the night with just a piece of bread on the street.
He thought hard, ran to the room to discuss with his wife, and finally took out something and walked in front of An Jingzhi.
"This is my razor and a pen. Can I exchange them for the remaining 5 kilograms of potatoes?" The white man looked at An Jingzhi expectantly.
An Jingzhi took the razor from him. It was a two-pin plug-in razor. Poor people couldn't afford it, but rich people would buy new ones if they wanted to use one. Who would use a second-hand razor? Besides, it needed to be plugged in, so I guess not many people would be willing to buy one.
He returned the razor to the other party without thinking, but the pen was worth a lot of money.
"No need for the razor. Give me another pen and I'll give you all the remaining five pounds of potatoes."
The white man seemed a little embarrassed because he only had one pen.
After thinking for a while, he said, "Okay, wait a minute, I'll be back soon!" The man walked to the door and looked back at them from time to time, "Don't leave! I'll go borrow something next door and be back soon!"
An Jingzhi and the others sat quietly waiting for him. The man's wife and children were in the room, so he was not afraid that he would bring others to block them.
There was a little white girl next to her, who sat obediently on a stool and played with the doll in her hand from beginning to end.
Seeing the other person's eyes fall on him, An Jingzhi smiled at him.
The child was dressed very cleanly, but looked a little thin.
After a few minutes, the white man ran back and closed the door.
He held a pen in his hand and hurriedly handed it to An Jingzhi, "Here, this is another pen. Now these last 5 kilograms of potatoes are mine, right?"
An Jingzhi nodded and poured all the potatoes out of his backpack directly into the living room of the white man's house. The white couple looked at the fist-sized potatoes piled up in the living room and clenched their fists with joy.
An Jingzhi took the gold and silver jewelry, pens and watches they had traded and returned along the same way they came.
"Boss, you're really too cruel, aren't you? You traded this little bit of potato for someone's jewelry, then a watch, and finally two pens."
These potatoes cost only a little over two yuan, and if you include their travel expenses and food expenses, it would only be about three yuan.
Just this one trip, and they made so much money? They all felt a little dazed, as if they were in a dream.
Black-hearted? An Jingzhi still felt that what he asked for was too little.
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