Chapter 403 Disciple
Song Lubai didn't get enough to eat at Yang Xiue's house.
Slaughtering a chicken is no easy task, and it's really inappropriate to give someone a meal out of it.
As for what Feng Gang said on the table, Wei Yang and Song Lubai didn't take it seriously.
What happens next is not something that can be solved with just words; a person's temperament and behavior cannot be changed overnight.
However, today's meal was good, and the peace was temporarily maintained. At least Feng Gang will have less trouble in the future.
The bed was chilly at night, so Wei Yang filled the IV drip bottle he had brought back from the clinic with hot water, plugged the opening, and placed it under the covers at his feet.
After finishing a cup of malted milk powder, Song Lubai got into bed, feeling the warmth at her feet and feeling exceptionally comfortable.
"Once the stove is lit, we'll roast some sweet potato chips ourselves and store them so we can have a snack when we're hungry."
There weren't enough cookies at home for her, and she felt extremely distressed when there was nothing to eat.
Wei Yang nodded and said, "There are more sweet potatoes this year than last year, so you can do whatever you want with them."
Although there are still some days until the Lunar New Year, Song Lubai has already started thinking about the food for the holiday.
She has sweet potatoes and potato chips in her cellar, so she could easily make some vermicelli herself, store it, and send it to her mother later.
At the end of December, the food workshop delivered its second batch of goods to the city.
This batch of goods only contains about 80 jin of sweet potato vermicelli; the rest, more than 1,000 jin, are all wide vermicelli.
There are many wide sweet potato noodles, but only about 300 jin (150 kg) of wide potato noodles.
Song Lubai was almost nine months pregnant and shouldn't be traveling to the city anymore, but she couldn't help but worry. In the business office, Song Lubai thought Zhao Hongying was the only one who could negotiate prices effectively.
However, Zhao Hongying has always been busy with the shoe-making team.
Seeing that she was really worried, Yu Lin said, "Tell me the price, and I'll go talk to Song Hai."
Song Lubai hurriedly said, "Director Liu said before that the price of sweet potato starch in the city has increased by two cents. Our wide rice noodles sell for 32 cents a pound at the city supply and marketing cooperative. If the price of sweet potato wide rice noodles can be increased by one cent, potato noodles should sell for at least 55 cents a pound."
Yu Lin's hands, which were holding the teacup, were shaky.
"Five cents? That's almost the price of meat!"
Meat is only seven or eight cents a pound!
Song Lubai counted on her fingers and said to him, "Potatoes are five cents on the market, and the starch yield is not as good as sweet potatoes. If you can get ten pounds of starch from a hundred pounds, that's considered good. We have to sell them at this price. I'm afraid they'll think it's too expensive, so we only made about three hundred pounds. Team Leader Yu, you absolutely cannot lower the price. If they don't accept it, go ask at the department store."
Yu Lin nodded to indicate that he understood.
Song Lubai said, "There's enough space on the tractor. Go ask Zhao Hongying if she's free and ask her to come along and take a look."
Zhao Hongying had always wanted to go to the city, but never had the chance. Song Lubai felt that Zhao Hongying was more quick-witted than others, and that if she went with Yu Lin, she might be able to help in some way.
Yu Lin nodded, "Okay, I'll ask her to come along."
While loading the goods, Song Lubai went to see Zhao Hongying and talked for a while.
After saying that, Zhao Hongying remembered two sentences: one was that only those with goods are the boss, and the other was that good things should be more expensive!
The cargo to be delivered this time weighs 560 kilograms, which can fit in the back of the tractor.
Yu Lin sat in the front of the truck with the driver, while Lao Wang, Zhao Hongying, and three other farm workers who had pooled their resources to go to the city sat in the back.
Zhao Hongying had only been to the city a handful of times, and she was incredibly excited to come with Yu Lin this time.
Seeing the tractors from the 16th Regiment arrive, Song Hai came out of his office to see the goods being unloaded by the 16th Regiment.
Not seeing Song Lubai, Song Hai and Yu Lin greeted her and asked if she had already given birth.
"She's about to give birth, but hasn't given birth yet. The journey here has been unsettling, so we decided not to let her come. Although she didn't come in person, she's been incredibly worried and gave us a lot of instructions before she came."
Song Hai nodded and said, "Xiao Song is a responsible and good comrade."
Seeing the wide white rice noodles peeking out of the sack, Song Hai asked, "What's this? Why is it white?"
Zhao Hongying said, "Director Song, this is a new variety of potato noodles made in our workshop. After soaking them until soft, they are very slippery and delicious when cooked."
Looking at Song Hai's expression, Zhao Hongying said, "Director, potato vermicelli isn't cheap, so we didn't dare make too much. Comrade Song said that if you think it's too expensive and can't buy it, we'll ask around elsewhere."
This sounded exactly like Song Lubai's rhetoric.
Song Hai felt a little sore.
Even when he's not here, he's still teaching others to scheme against him? The Song family has such a cunning younger generation.
"Tell me your bottom price first."
Although Yu Lin is tactful and worldly-wise, he is not as good at business as Song Lubai, nor as good as Zhao Hongying now.
Yu Lin wanted to call out the 55 cents that Song Lubai had given, but Zhao Hongying immediately called out 57 cents.
Yu Lin was dumbfounded.
Song Hai's jaw nearly dropped in astonishment.
"This is too expensive. Meat only costs 75 cents, and you dare to charge 57 cents for these vermicelli noodles? That's outrageous."
Song Hai subconsciously looked at Yu Lin, his tone filled with disbelief, and said, "Team Leader Yu, is this the price you set? Do you think it's reasonable?"
Yu Lin coughed lightly, about to say "the price can be negotiated further," when Zhao Hongying interrupted, "Director Song, Xiao Song said you're a connoisseur; good things are valuable, you should understand that."
Zhao Hongying took out a white potato vermicelli and said, "Take a look for yourself. What kind of quality is this? Have you ever seen vermicelli like this before?"
"You can't tell anything from looking at it like this. Once it's soaked until soft and cooked in a pot, you'll know what these glass noodles taste like."
"Director, potatoes are already more than twice as expensive as sweet potatoes, and their starch yield is lower. They should be sold at this price."
No one knows the prices of various items better than Song Hai. After listening to Zhao Hongying's explanation, Song Hai was able to accept the price more realistically.
"That's too expensive! It's worth at most 50 cents, and even 50 cents is expensive! Who would buy it at such a high price?"
Zhao Hongying recalled Song Lubai's words and said, "Meat is even more expensive than this. Who did it all go to? Families like yours who receive a monthly salary are not afraid of high prices, but they are afraid of not having any goods to sell! This thing is different from items like bicycles and radios, which are both expensive and in short supply. We have it here, just a little more expensive. How can it not sell?"
The Lunar New Year is almost here, and we won't be able to do this business for more than a few months. But this stuff keeps really well. You can stock up on it and sell it slowly. As long as it doesn't spoil, you won't lose anything. Just keep selling it slowly; who knows, it might be sold out before or after the New Year."
Song Hai understood this principle even better than she did, but he still thought it was too expensive.
Song Hai remained silent, and Zhao Hongying said, "Alright, let's unload the sweet potato wide noodles first today. If you want potato noodles, just let us know."
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