The next day, Ye Zhiqiu didn't get up until eight o'clock, and he slept until he woke up naturally.
Breakfast is rice porridge and boiled chili peppers. The chili peppers are not spicy at all and taste a bit sweet. They are really good with porridge.
Don’t expect Wang Xiaolan to add oil and stir-fry. She only adds a little oil into the dish after the food is cooked!
After two large bowls of porridge, Ye Zhiqiu burped. Wang Xiaolan returned from outside with a basket filled with spinach. This stuff is delicious when boiled and mixed with mashed garlic. All five members of the Ye family love it.
The reason why Wang Xiaolan ran out so early was because the villagers would sell the vegetables they grew in the Sanlitun canteen!
That’s right, they were selling it openly! Because it was sold to the workers by the village collective, and because it was for the convenience of the workers living there, it was not subject to restrictions on private sales.
Moreover, Sanlitun Village is preparing to upgrade its street office! Therefore, the village leadership team can really decide on the vegetable selling matter.
It's not just about selling vegetables. The village also often fishes, slaughters pigs, and sells meat.
"Boss, look at this spinach, it's so tender! It's only two cents a pound, and I bought three pounds!"
"It's very good. What does mom sell there?"
"We have plenty of vegetables, but chickens, ducks, and geese are too expensive. Otherwise, I'd like to buy a few. My second child doesn't start school until September, so he's idle anyway. I might as well go catch snails and shrimp and feed the chickens and ducks!"
Ye Zhiqiu's eyes lit up, and he immediately had the idea of buying some geese and raising them in the space!
So he said to Wang Xiaolan, "Mom, I'm going to take a walk and see if there are any cheap things that are suitable for buying back to the factory."
Wang Xiaolan put the basket on the ground and asked in surprise, "Son, aren't the prices your buyers give you pretty good? Why are you still looking for the cheapest ones?"
Ye Zhiqiu explained with a smile, "Mom, as buyers, we make money from the price difference! For example, if we go to the countryside to buy something and buy it at a lower price than the factory, I can fill in the purchase price on the purchase order with the highest purchase price. The extra money is my profit!"
Wang Xiaolan finally understood that being a buyer had this benefit! She said happily, "Silly son, why don't you go quickly? I think the prices here are relatively low. Take a look at those chickens that cost two dollars and forty cents each. Can you sell them back to the factory and make some money?"
Ye Zhiqiu smiled and nodded, then immediately put on his backpack and walked towards the big cafeteria in Sanlitun.
The factory's purchase price for chickens is 2.5 yuan, and the profit is 10 cents at 2.4 yuan, which is a pretty good price.
However, Ye Zhiqiu didn't think about the dime. He bought more hens now and let them lay eggs and hatch them. Then he would have more chickens next year!
Whether it is sold or not is a small matter. The key is that you have the freedom to eat chicken at home, so you must arrange it!
Arriving at the cafeteria, Ye Zhiqiu discovered that in the open space in front, there was a row of vegetables for sale, and several cages selling things.
The people weighing the goods were the village accountant and the village chief. He hurried over, offered them a cigarette, and said, "Village chief, what's your name? I'm Ye Zhiqiu from Courtyard No. 16. I'm a buyer at the brewery!"
"Hey, Purchaser Ye, I remember you. You're the one who helps raise rabbits at the factory! My last name is Yang Gui, which is the "gui" with two "tu" characters."
"Uncle Yang, what a nice name you have! You can tell at a glance that this is a name given to you by a cultured person!"
"Hehe, my grandfather was once a juren, so he can be considered a cultured person."
Ye Zhiqiu chatted with him for a while, going from village chief to uncle, building a closer relationship. After finishing his cigarette, he asked, "Uncle Yang, do you have any pairs of geese in our village? I'd like to buy a few pairs for the factory, but I don't know if we have any here."
Village Chief Yang asked curiously, "Does your factory still want to raise geese? You even want to buy them in pairs. We have quite a few here and we can sell them to you, but I don't know what kind of geese your factory wants."
Ye Zhiqiu was stunned. What kind of goose? Are there so many varieties of geese?
He quickly and humbly asked, "Hey, Uncle Yang, I don't know what kind of goose I want. Do you have many varieties here?"
Village Chief Yang explained with a smile, "We raise two kinds of geese here. We don't raise those that weigh more than ten or twenty kilograms. The most common are Taihu geese, which weigh about five or six kilograms each. The second most common are Sichuan white geese, which usually weigh about seven or eight kilograms.
Some villages raise Hunan geese, which can weigh up to ten kilograms. Others raise Guangdong geese, which can weigh fifteen or sixteen kilograms. My goodness, I don’t know how much feed they need to feed them in a day…”
Ye Zhiqiu began to understand. The Guangdong goose was the Lion-head goose, right? It seemed that among the geese in later generations, this was the largest one!
Did anyone raise Lionhead geese back then? But Ye Zhiqiu thought about it and understood. Many people from all over the country were living and working in Beijing. Some had brought local goose breeds here to raise, and that was how things turned out. There were poultry breeds from all over the place, like we have today.
Ye Zhiqiu began to inquire about the price, and the village chief's offer wasn't expensive. A Taihu goose weighed only five or six pounds, so the price was four dollars and a half per piece. If we weighed it, that would probably be eighty cents per pound.
Village Chief Yang was asking five yuan and fifty cents for a Sichuan white goose weighing seven or eight kilograms. So Ye Zhiqiu ordered three pairs, asking Village Chief Yang to help him catch the pairs, and then he went back to ride his bike.
When he got home, he said to Wang Xiaolan, "Mom, I bought some things and need to send them to the factory first. Can we go digging in the afternoon?"
Wang Xiaolan waved her hand and said, "You should focus on your work. I can dig slowly by myself. There is a place by the river where I can get soil. You don't need to worry about it."
At this time, the two lazy kids at home had already gotten up and had breakfast. Hearing Ye Zhiqiu's words, Ye Wubing said loudly: "Brother, I will help mother dig the soil, you go and earn money to buy soda!"
"Brother, buy some soda..."
Ye Zhiqiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. These two guys drank once, and now they're thinking about soda! He shook his head. Who wasn't like this when they were kids?
When Ye Zhiqiu was a child, he dreamed of eating instant noodles every day! But when he grew up and went to school, he had instant noodles all day long and he would hang out in the Internet cafe to eat them every day.
Later, when he started working, he couldn't stand the smell of instant noodles anymore and would feel nauseous as soon as he smelled it!
I rode my bicycle here and waited for about ten minutes. Then the people arranged by Village Chief Yang brought the tied goose over and put it in a saddle basket.
Ye Zhiqiu went to the accountant and paid 60 yuan. The village accountant did not ask him for a purchase order, so he certainly would not be stupid enough to issue an invoice!
After passing out cigarettes to a few people and chatting for a while, Village Chief Yang asked, "Purchasing Ye, our village is slaughtering pigs for sale tomorrow. Does your factory want any pork? These are our own pigs, not the ones we're handing in for the production. If your factory wants them, I can sell you half a pig at 70 cents per pound."
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