Upon hearing this, Qiao Xiazhi simply and straightforwardly gave a price quote: "White flour is 90 cents, corn flour is 40 cents."
The current black market price of these two kinds of food is one yuan and fifty cents.
It is five times the normal market price. In the past, when there was no food problem, the black market price was generally only three times the normal market price.
Of course, Qiao Xiazhi knew that they would not agree to this price right away and would bargain again later.
Then she naturally reported a higher amount.
Tang Ming smiled and said, "Do you know what the price of food is on the black market now?"
Qiao Xiazhi: "Of course I know. I'm not blind or deaf."
Tang Ming: "Knowing this, you still dare to offer such an offer? How much grain do you have?"
Qiao Xiazhi: "Let's talk about price first, then quantity."
Upon hearing this, Tang Ming was quite surprised at Qiao Xiazhi's caution.
Suddenly he finally realized that the reason he could spot the other person was not because the other person was not careful enough, nor was it because he was smart enough.
This is just a flaw that the other party deliberately revealed.
Let him find him and negotiate with him, so that the initiative is in the hands of the other party.
Lifting the corner of his mouth, Tang Ming gave a price they could accept, "75 cents for white flour, 38 cents for cornmeal. This is the highest price we can offer."
"If you're willing, we'll make a deal. If not, then we don't mind you torturing us like this every day."
Qiao Xiazhi: "I don't necessarily have to go through this every day like I do now. After all, you are not the only one in the black market, right? I believe there must be many people willing to cooperate with me at this price. Why not pick up the money that falls?"
Tang Ming smiled. It seemed that he really met a smart opponent today.
After thinking for a while, he said, "White flour costs 80 cents, and corn flour can't be more."
Qiao Xiazhi: "White flour is 85 cents, corn flour is 40 cents." With this discount, if the quantity is large, the profit can be hundreds of yuan.
Qiao Xiazhi naturally had to strive for the greatest benefit for himself and not give up too much.
After thinking for a while, Tang Ming asked: "How much quantity do you have? How can you be so confident to negotiate the price with me? I gave you a chance to negotiate with me, but I didn't let you be so arrogant."
Qiao Xiazhi: "I'm not being arrogant. If I can negotiate with you, the amount must be big. If you want to make money, you can't be violent. What's more, you are not simple. I can appear here with food in my hands, so I'm not afraid. So whether you want to talk business or tear your face off and talk about ability, smart people know which choice to make."
Hearing this, Tang Ming's eyes turned cold and he looked at Qiao Xiazhi.
How could Qiao Xiazhi be a coward?
She looked him in the face with cold eyes.
If Tang Ming's eyes emitted cold light, then Qiao Xiazhi's eyes emitted ice.
The temperature in the entire office dropped sharply in an instant.
In the end, Tang Ming compromised and clapped his hands to cover up the embarrassment of his retreat.
"Okay, okay, okay, you have guts. You are the first person who comes to my territory and dares to challenge me like this."
"Then do as you say. White flour, 85 cents, cornmeal, 40 cents. I want to see how much you have!"
Qiao Xiazhi: "The first batch will be sold at the small temple to the west of Haishi City's southeast gate at 12 o'clock next Monday night. Six thousand kilograms of white flour and four thousand kilograms of corn flour. Remember to bring enough money. If nothing goes wrong, there may be more."
She had been secretly searching for the location that Qiao Xiazhi reported over the past few days.
The small temple has long been abandoned, and there must have been many refugees or beggars who stayed there in the past.
But now the dilapidated temple has long been in disrepair and has become a dangerous building. Refugees and beggars would rather sleep under bridges than in such a dangerous building.
Seeing Qiao Xiazhi's fearless look, Tang Ming really believed that she had a strong backing.
And from his accent, it is not difficult to guess that he is from another place. The appointment was made next Monday, so he was going to prepare food.
Without any more suspicion, in order to make money, Tang Ming naturally chose to maintain peace.
"Okay, then see you at the small temple next Monday." He then extended his right hand to express his willingness to shake hands and cooperate.
Qiao Xiazhi was wearing men's leather gloves and did not take them off. He simply shook hands with him.
That’s all about the cooperation for now.
The two hundred kilograms brought today were still exchanged at the usual price. After taking the money, Qiao Xiazhi left directly.
After coming out of the black market and passing through the winding alleys, Qiao Xiazhi made sure that there was no one around. Then he took off his equipment, put the backpack into the space, and walked out carrying the cloth bag on his back.
When she got home, she read books every day as if nothing had happened.
Jiang Yunchen came back at the weekend and didn't find anything unusual.
The young couple felt like a newlywed after a short separation and spent two days in love with each other.
On Sunday afternoon, Jiang Yunchen continued to return to the army.
On Monday night, when it was late at night and everyone was asleep, Qiao Xiazhi went to the agreed location quietly to wait for the transaction.
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