Chen Xingling moved sideways to avoid the tractor, but his elder brother had braked in advance.
"Little sister!" Chen Daxing replied: "We are here to see you! We will go shopping later!"
Forehead?
Chen Xingling came forward and asked, "What do you want to buy?"
With a "puff!", Chen Jixing jumped onto the grass and came over quickly: "Little sister, where did you buy so much cooking oil from?"
Chen Xingling rolled his eyes slightly and asked instead of answering: "What's wrong? Are you too hungry? Do you still need to buy it yourself? That much is enough for you to use for two or three months, why are you in such a hurry!"
Chen Jixing shook his head and explained, "Lao Luo and his friends came to see me yesterday afternoon. They said that he was very worried recently because he couldn't find cooking oil to buy. Every household bought it during the Chinese New Year, and it was no longer available in the city. He and his friends drove to the supply and marketing cooperative in the countryside to buy it, but unfortunately they only bought about 20 kilograms after collecting enough. They turned in to see me, and saw a bottle of oil on the table, so they asked me where I got it. I heard from my mother that you bought it on the black market. Lao Luo said that the ship was in a hurry to go out to sea, so he asked me to help buy some for the ship. Now it is urgent to use it, so it doesn't matter if the black market price is a little more expensive, as long as we can make up for the sufficient quantity."
"Oh?" Chen Xingling asked, "How much does he want to buy? Oh, Lao Luo hasn't bought fried noodles for a few months. Why doesn't he buy any?"
Chen Jixing laughed and explained, "He said you were selling too expensively. Buying too much will easily exceed the budget."
"What a joke!" Chen Xingling laughed, "It's not his money that's being used! Why would he feel bad about it?"
Chen Jixing shook his head: "You can't say that. He is in charge of this aspect of expenditure. If it exceeds the budget, the leaders will naturally blame him. He is in charge of the collective money, so he must make careful overall arrangements. By the way, which black market did you buy it from? Do you have any more? Lead us!"
Chen Xingling's eyes flickered and he asked, "How much does Lao Luo want to buy?"
"The more the better." Chen Jixing explained: "This trip will take at least two months. Lao Luo will try his best to buy things in China, because no matter how expensive it is, it is cheaper than abroad. Originally, every crew member had a fuel ticket, but it was impossible to buy it on the market, so the ticket was useless."
If you can buy something domestically, try to buy it and load it on board. When you dock at the port, you only need to add some fresh vegetables, fruits and meat, so you don't have to spend more money or add more trouble.
Because just the currency exchange alone is sometimes enough to keep leaders busy for several days.
Chen Xingling lowered his voice and said, "If you have oil coupons, one ounce of oil costs ten cents. Every person is only allocated about one ounce of oil coupons per month. If it's on the black market, one ounce of oil costs about four or five cents."
"How much can it be?" Chen Jixing whispered, "Lao Luo said that at most we can get 200 to 300 kilograms, and we must ensure that it is fresh and oily."
Chen Xingling instantly became very interested when he heard it, and nodded again and again.
"Don't worry, the quality is absolutely guaranteed! We have everything from peanut oil, rapeseed oil, corn oil, soybean oil, etc."
Chen Jixing glared at her and scolded her with a smile: "Go ahead and brag!"
"Uh..." Chen Xingling thought of the endless barrels of greasy oil in the supermarket, and the black and greasy little wooden barrel in the village supply and marketing cooperative, "Okay, it's indeed my exaggeration."
Chen Jixing put his arm around her shoulders and said, "Come on, take us there first."
"No, no." Chen Xingling lowered his voice, "The other party only goes to the black market occasionally, not every day. His oil is all high-quality oil, which is transported from the north by small boats and sold secretly. Sometimes he has hundreds of kilograms of oil in stock at home, which is a very large amount."
Chen Jixing was amazed when he heard this: "You bastard! Aren't you afraid of being caught?"
"Hush!" Chen Xingling whispered, "If he's not an acquaintance, he won't sell it easily. He and I are semi-acquaintances, I'll help you contact him first."
"Time is tight." Chen Jixing explained: "The ship will set sail the day after tomorrow, and we must check everything and get on board the ship the next day."
Chen Xingling said quickly: "Send it to my house at noon, and then you can help transport it to the ship."
"That's fine!" Chen Jixing nodded.
Chen Xingling reminded: "Go to Lao Luo first to get the money. Hand over the money and hand over the goods. The oil is 1.5 yuan."
"Can you... make it a little cheaper?" Chen Jixing lowered his voice: "At the black market, 1.34 yuan is expensive, and 1.5 yuan is expensive, so 1 jin costs 5 yuan. 200 jins - that's 1,000 yuan."
Chen Xingling blinked his eyes. "The quality is very high, so the price is naturally higher. How about this, I'll give him a lower price, after all, he bought a lot."
"Yes." Chen Jixing said, "I'll take Lao Luo to Sanyuan this afternoon."
Chen Xingling was secretly delighted and said calmly, "Okay, then I'll go tell him first and ask him to send it to Sanyuan before noon."
"Okay, go ahead." Chen Jixing smiled: "You helped Lao Luo solve his urgent problem, he will be grateful to you. Who knows, he may come to you to buy fried noodles next time!"
Chen Xingling laughed and said, "It's okay. There will always be a chance."
…
At noon, Zhao Xiaoxing prepared lunch and called everyone to eat.
The workers washed their hands and feet and gathered around, chatting.
Zhao Xiaoxing looked around and asked, "Brother Dali, where is my sister-in-law?"
"She's busy." Ma Dali replied, "She said she has to pick up Xiao Huzi in the afternoon, so she'll let you walk back by yourself later."
Zhao Xiaoxing answered and went on with her own business.
At this time, Chen Xingling was cleaning plastic boxes in the yard, sweating profusely from exhaustion.
I went to several places in the morning and finally bought a dozen plastic boxes of different sizes. The boxes were sealed and screwed shut, and the inside was clean, but the outside was covered with dust.
Chen Xingling opened the box to ventilate it, and then cleaned the outer layers one by one.
In the supermarket, there were rows of edible oils, and in the warehouse, there were countless cartons stacked one on top of the other, neatly arranged.
The family probably wouldn't use that much in a lifetime, but she wasn't too arrogant to give it away randomly. After all, gasoline was hard to buy in that era, so she only gave it to her parents and brother and sister-in-law from her mother's side.
The cooking oil in the supermarket comes in a bucket of five or ten kilograms, or in small bottles of one, two or half a kilogram.
The transparent packaging barrels were too advanced, but also too easy to arouse suspicion, so she went out of her way to buy a dozen solid plastic boxes.
After cleaning them clean, they are placed one by one in the yard to dry and breathe.
Then, she squeezed out twenty large barrels from the supermarket space, weighing a total of 200 kilograms.
Then she opened them one by one and slowly poured them into a plastic bucket.
She didn't stop until only one small plastic box was left and the others were filled up one by one.
After hiding the empty transparent plastic bucket back in the supermarket, I found that it was already past three in the afternoon.
She fell exhausted on the grass, feeling the cool breeze, basking in the warm sunshine, and humming a little tune.
It was almost four o'clock when Chen Jixing arrived on a tractor with Lao Luo.
The other party looked at the plastic buckets in the yard, unscrewed them with surprise, smelled them carefully, poured out some, and finally nodded with satisfaction.
“Very clean and looks fresh.”
Chen Jixing raised his chin slightly and said proudly: "I told you a long time ago, you can rest assured when my sister does things!"
Lao Luo laughed and shook hands with Chen Xingling to express his gratitude.
"I was worried for several days, and I couldn't eat or sleep well. Fortunately, Xiao Chen, you finally helped me solve this big problem! Thank you! Thank you!"
Chen Xingling quickly said no, and said that he could help them lower the price to a hundred yuan cheaper.
"He's busy. He'll come back later."
Lao Luo and Chen Jixing both thought that the other party did not want to show up. After all, the scale of his business was so "big" that he really couldn't show up openly.
Lao Luo readily took out a stack of money and counted out nine hundred yuan.
"Xiao Chen, this is 900 yuan. Please pass it on to me. I will remember your favor."
Chen Xingling waved his hand and said, "You're welcome. It's just a favor. You are an old friend of my brother and you often take care of my small business. As long as you ask, we will help you if we can."
Lao Luo rolled his eyes and asked tentatively: "If I want to buy other things in the future, can Xiao Chen also help introduce them?"
"No problem." Chen Xingling laughed softly: "I know a few friends who are in the food business. They have everything from rice, flour, oil, salt, etc. I can make so much fried noodles thanks to the help of my friends."
Lao Luo suddenly raised his eyebrows and nodded quickly.
"Tuttttt! I'll have to trouble you a lot in the future."
Chen Jixing was carrying boxes of gasoline onto the tractor, but when he was halfway there, a military-colored vehicle slowly drove up and stopped next to the tractor.
Lao Luo and Chen Jixing's faces changed instantly, and their eyes immediately became panicked.
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