She has a good appetite; if she doesn't order now, she'll never be able to eat it again.
"no problem."
"Alright, let me calculate the total cost for you first."
When the topic of money came up, and it involved business secrets, Lao Hong tactfully said:
"You guys keep busy, I'll head back first. Old He knows more about chickens, ducks, and geese than I do, and he also has connections with seafood. I'll have him introduce you to some."
After being resold, I still have to thank him: "Hey, uncle, thank you."
I gave Lao Hong the warehouse address and arranged to pick up the goods in the afternoon.
The rough-looking man handed one to Lao Hong, saying, "Don't worry, you'll get your eye on me."
Old Hong left satisfied.
Old He may look rough, but he's incredibly shrewd when it comes to accounting. He asked Zuo Ling:
"Young lady, would you like a live sheep, or would you like us to slaughter it for you?"
Zuo Ling really wanted a live sheep, but unfortunately, she couldn't enter the space. Presumably, the space didn't allow other living beings in either, so she replied:
"Just slit your throat with the first thing you need to do, nothing else."
The little girl wanted the sheepskin; oh well, another loss of income.
"Since not all the goods have arrived, it's hard to calculate the price of the sheep. Let's start at 4,000 per head, with refunds or additional payments as needed. If the difference is small, we can leave it at that; if it's too much, you can make up the difference. Is that alright?"
"Okay, no problem."
"That's 1,020,400 in total. I'll also give you two pig heads and ten pig trotters."
Glancing at the mountain of bones, Zuo Ling said:
"I like to suck on bones, so give me some bones. Also, give me two butcher knives and a boning knife."
Old He was very generous: "No problem, I have plenty of bones, I'll give you more, and I'll also give you a chopping axe."
Occasionally, customers would ask Lao He for a butcher's knife or a boning knife. Lao He was used to it and didn't think much of it.
Zuo Ling paid the money readily, and the two agreed to deliver a batch of sheep in the afternoon, and make up the difference when delivering any more.
Seeing that Zuo Ling had given away millions without batting an eye, Lao He became even more enthusiastic.
"Young lady, you're also buying chickens, ducks, geese, or something similar, right? I know some people there who offer fair prices and guarantee quality. Let me introduce you to them."
Before I knew it, it was past noon. Shopping is a tiring task.
After walking around all morning, my head is buzzing, and I need to get some fresh air.
Zuo Ling was still thinking about picking up the goods from the noodle shop.
"I need to pick up the goods first, I'll come back later."
Thinking that Zuo Ling was politely rejecting him, he was slightly disappointed, but still tentatively asked:
"How about you leave your order here, and I'll have someone take a look at it for you?"
"Alright."
Zuo Ling doesn't do sourcing regularly, so it doesn't matter who she buys from, or how much more or less.
She was too lazy to do the small calculations, and she couldn't outsmart the merchants anyway.
Old He was overjoyed; this unexpected windfall had come his way, and he could also earn a referral fee.
Holding the order carefully, he kept telling Zuo Ling to rest assured.
Leaving the Xinfadi market and escaping the hustle and bustle, I immediately felt refreshed.
We drove slowly and leisurely to the noodle shop.
There was some traffic on the road, and by the time we arrived at the noodle shop it was already past 2 p.m.
The middle-aged woman greeted us warmly:
"Speak of the devil, and he appears! Miss, everything is ready for you, just waiting for you to come and get it."
It was past noon, and the old woman was on tenterhooks, afraid that Zuo Ling wouldn't come.
Although Zuo Ling paid a deposit, the store still suffered losses.
As soon as Zuo Ling entered the store, she saw a long table covered with bags of packaged pasta.
"Thank you, ma'am. I had something to do, that's why I'm late."
The older woman quickly replied, "It's not too late, it's not too late. It's good for young people to be busy; being busy means they can earn money."
He paused for a moment, then asked, "Would you like to order?"
"No need to order, I trust the auntie."
With her character praised, the auntie smiled kindly and happily gave Zuo Ling 10 sugar triangles.
Back in the car, Zuo Ling was too lazy to move.
After resting with his eyes closed for a moment, he took out two steamed buns and a boneless chicken foot from his spatial storage and chewed them slowly.
With food in my stomach and my strength back, I still didn't want to go to the Xinfadi market.
The air in the market was awful; it smelled of everything, and it almost made her throw up.
Thinking about all the things I haven't ordered yet, my temples are throbbing.
I'm thinking I should change it in the future; I should order in the morning and receive the goods in the afternoon.
Otherwise, I'd be exhausted.
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