After Ying Han came out, he wanted to go back to prepare, but he ran into an old acquaintance after only taking a few steps.
"Comrade, I finally meet you." The person who spoke to her was Wu Liu.
Ying Han was also stunned and asked in surprise, "Comrade Wu, why are you here?"
Wu Liu whispered, "I'm here to try my luck."
Ying Han nodded. "Oh, it's not open today."
"It doesn't matter if it's not open. It's good enough that I met you. I still want to get some goods."
"what would you like?"
"Millet, rice."
"There's not a lot of millet and rice, about two thousand kilograms, but I have more red beans and mung beans."
"Yes, give me 500 kilograms of each."
"Okay, see you under the Second Ring Road Bridge at 8:30 pm."
"Comrade, please give me some more fruit, the same kind."
"I still have pears, oranges, jackfruits, lychees, watermelons, and mangoes. If you want any, please."
"Is there still watermelon at this time?"
"Those of us in this business all have our own cold storage." Ying Han lied without hesitation, but Wu Liu really believed her.
"Yes, give me some watermelon and mango."
"I still have some cotton, do you need it?"
Wu Liu was surprised. "You really have cotton?"
"Yes, but they are all with buds, and they are 2.6 yuan per pound."
"Okay, I don't want the fruit anymore, nor the red and mung beans. Just get me some cotton."
Ying Han said a few too much, and no one wanted her red beans and mung beans.
But it doesn’t matter, the price of cotton is good.
But when she got home, she was in trouble. She had to pick hundreds of kilograms of cotton by herself, and she couldn't finish it by evening.
"This is bad. We can't deliver the goods tonight."
"Hey, it would be great if there was an automatic harvester in the space, just...ah."
Before Ying Han could finish her words, a pile of cotton fell beside her, piling up around her and almost drowning her, and the cotton was all husked.
"Oh...gosh, what's going on?" Ying Han felt like cursing.
She had been in the space for so long, and had been harvesting little by little, but she didn't expect that she could harvest automatically.
Then wouldn't all her hard work of grinding rice bit by bit with the stone mill be in vain?
Ying Han went crazy thinking that he had worked for almost two years in vain.
Reality didn't make her feel too much, and she quickly busied herself with picking up the cotton.
Two hours later, there were about seven or eight pounds in a sack.
In total, we got more than a hundred bags, including 500 kilograms of mangoes, 500 kilograms of rice, and 500 kilograms of millet.
At half past seven, Ying Han set off to the Second Ring Road Bridge, took the bus for five stops, and walked the rest of the way slowly.
When the time was about up, Ying Han pulled the things out of the space.
Suddenly, the bridge arch was almost full.
However, Wu Liu arrived early, so she didn't have to wait too long.
"Rice, millet, and cotton, do you have scales?"
"I brought it." Wu Liu said, waving his hand outside, and then a truck drove over.
Ying Han looked at it and smiled, "Comrade Wu is getting better and better now."
"Thanks to you, if you hadn't helped us, we wouldn't be where we are today." Wu Liu said the truth.
Ying Han packed almost ten kilograms of cotton into each sack.
After Wu Liu asked for rice and millet, he didn't have much money left, so he asked for 100 kilograms of cotton.
Ying Han said it was in the shell, but now it’s not in the shell, but he didn’t raise the price for it.
"Comrade, how can I contact you in the future?" Wu Liu asked after the two of them calculated the price.
Ying Han smiled and said, "I don't necessarily wander around all year round. If we meet, we can still cooperate. If we don't meet, then we are not destined to be together."
"I think we are destined to be together. Okay, I'll go first." Wu Liu felt a little regretful, but he also understood that Ying Han didn't want to say it.
Pi Xiaowu also came over here. Looking at the big truck going away, Pi Xiaowu smiled and said, "Your business is pretty good."
"Well, it's not bad. I have your goods here, you can weigh them."
"I didn't bring a scale."
Ying Han raised an eyebrow. "I'm here to buy something, but I don't have a scale?"
Pi Xiaowu made a bitter face and said, "Why should I bring a scale when I buy things? And you, on the other hand, don't bring a scale when you sell things?"
"I'm afraid people won't trust me when I do this business, so I always ask the buyer to bring a scale, and they feel at ease."
"What should we do now?" Pi Xiaowu scratched his head in distress.
"That guy just finished weighing it. A sack of cotton, 10 jin. I told you this morning it was in the shells, but now it's out. I'll give you 3 yuan. If you like it, you can take it. If not, I'll take it away. And don't worry, mangoes, there's only more, not less."
"Okay, okay. I'm a straightforward business person. Everyone makes money. It's a win-win situation."
Pi Xiaowu spoke frankly, but he was still worried, so he asked his companion to drive back to get the scale.
I went back and forth for half an hour, luckily there were not many people around at that time.
When I brought the cotton back and weighed it, I found that there were 100 kilograms more cotton.
Xiaowu also wanted the 100 kilograms of Pi, and Ying Han gave him an extra basket of mangoes.
If he had known this earlier, Pi Xiaowu would not have wasted so much time. It would not be worth it.
The main reason is that this is the first time I’m working with this person of unknown origin, so I have to be cautious.
The cooperation was very pleasant, and Pi Xiaowu asked her how to contact her in the future.
Ying Han still said the same thing to Wu Liu just now.
She doesn't do this often or it will be exposed.
After getting the money, Ying Han ran away.
It was almost ten o'clock and there were no buses on the road. She kept looking left and right and left and walked home. Fortunately, she walked on a main road with street lights. Next time, she would not dare to go home alone so late.
When she got home, she found out that her electrical wires had burned out and she hadn't hired anyone to fix it yet.
I could only grope my way into the house, light a candle, sit in bed with a smile on my face, and count the money.
Wu Liu's more than 700 yuan, Pi Xiaowu's 1,750 yuan, it was not bad to make more than 2,000 yuan from this trip. Together with the original money, she had more than 5,000 yuan in savings, which was enough, enough for her to spend.
Ying Han fell asleep at night, holding her money box with a smile on her face.
I completely forgot that today is Sunday and I have evening self-study class.
As a result, I suddenly sat up the next day, looked around, and found that there was no watch in the house.
Ying Han didn't know what time it was, but looking at the sun outside, he knew it was already very late.
He didn't even brush his teeth, just washed his face and rinsed his mouth, and rushed out of the house without buttoning his coat.
While sitting on the bus, I noticed that her hair was still loose and I didn't know where the rubber band had gone.
I had no choice but to use my hands to gather it together. When I got to school, I had no idea how long I had been in class.
The first period today was taught by the homeroom teacher. Ying Han hesitated at the door for a long time, then looked down at his appearance. Except for his hair, everything seemed fine.
He cleared his throat, tucked his right hair behind his ear, and shouted, "Report."
Professor Gu was very unhappy when he saw Ying Han coming just as the get out of class was about to end. He stopped what he was doing and said coldly, "Student Ying, you didn't attend evening study last night and you're late today. What's going on?"
Ying Han said with a bitter face, "I forgot it was Sunday yesterday, and I slept too much today."
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