In the ordinary world, I am the son-in-law of the Sun family

Chapter 29 The Slaughterhouse
"Brother Yang, if there is still such a good thing in the future, you must be close to me first. Let's change it this way."

Yang Bing nodded with a smile. At this time, he also understood that Wang Manyin is definitely not a farmer, but it has nothing to do with him, as long as it can bring him benefits.

"That's it. Brother Yang, let's go first. I will definitely bring you some rural local products next time."

"Okay, you little brother, I admit it, and come to play at home when I have time."

After the two exchanged simple greetings, Wang Manyin took Huya and left. Huya was full of shock on the way. If these defective cloths were sold, they would be at least a few hundred yuan in profit.

"Yinzi, I knew you were capable." In the end, Huya only said this.

The two of them went to the Chengguan Grain Station and needed to exchange some grain. As long as the basic pan was ready, they would not have to buy it themselves in the future, and just accept those farmers.

But when they first arrived at Chengguan, a fat man came to them quietly and asked in a low voice, "Brother, do you want to change the meat? You don't need a meat ticket. You can have pork and mutton."

Wang Manyin's heart moved, he looked at the fat man with a shiny face, and asked, "Where did you get the meat?"

"Don't worry about these, just ask if you want to change it, the price is [-] cents more expensive than the supply and marketing cooperative." The fat man said in a low voice.

"That won't work. If you don't make it clear how can I rest assured, what if the meat is not clean?"

The fat man frowned, and took a careful look at Wang Manyin. He probably felt that he didn't belong to the public family and could afford meat, so he whispered, "I'm from the slaughterhouse."

Wang Manyin suddenly realized, this is no wonder, the slaughterhouse is a place rich in oil and water, with a little manipulation, it is indeed possible to sell some pork and mutton.

Wang Manyin was also a bit greedy at this time, he hadn't eaten a decent meat dish for a long time.

So he asked, "How much meat do you have?"

The plate glanced at it, "How much do you want, please say first, there is no fat."

Ho!It seems that their business is not small.

Wang Manyin thought for a while and said, "Ten catties of pork and ten catties of mutton, is that okay?"

Fatty's eyes lit up. This trip cost more than ten yuan, which can be regarded as not a small customer.

He nodded immediately, "Just call me Fatty Lin. The best meat we have left now is pork belly, seventy cents a catty, and mutton is cheaper, fifty cents a catty, a total of twelve yuan."

Wang Manyin nodded, "Yes, how can you give it to me?"

"Wait here, I'll get the meat, don't make a fuss, you know the consequences of being caught."

Fatty Lin warned, dragging his fat body towards an alley, it was obviously a gang crime.

Wang Manyin also figured out why this fat man asked him to sell meat. He looked like a man who was not short of money, with a ruddy complexion, and obviously had a good diet on weekdays. He really looked like a man who could afford meat.

"Huya, go and buy some fine grains and coarse grains. You don't need to buy too much. You can figure out the rest."

Huya nodded and walked towards the grain station ahead.

When Wang Manyin was standing there waiting, he suddenly saw a jewelry store next to him, went in for a walk, and bought two hair ropes.

"Your meat, some weight?" Fatty Lin brought over a bamboo basket with two pieces of meat wrapped in wide leaves.

Wang Manyin weighed it with his hands and found that the weight was about the same, so he quickly handed him twelve yuan.

He plans to keep a catty of these meats for himself to eat, and put all the rest on the black market tomorrow night. This is undoubtedly another way to expand the reputation of the black market.

If others hear that his market not only has all kinds of grains, but also cloth and meat, they will definitely visit their market first.

As long as there are many people coming, his market can be profitable.

After Huya bought the food, the two of them got on the bus and headed for Shige Festival with all the big and small bags.

The buses of this era are quite modern, and the seats on them are all wooden seats, and the buttocks can't bear it.

On the way, Wang Manyin took out a pen and an exercise book, wrote down today's account, and then showed it to Huya. These are all necessary procedures.

"I don't know how to read." However, Huya held his bill with a dazed look on his face.

Wang Manyin was stunned for a moment, then said with a helpless smile: "Then you have to study hard in the future, at least you have to know these words, otherwise you won't know if I trick you in the future."

"Hey, Yinzi, I don't know who you are yet. Anyone can cheat me, but you absolutely can't."

Although Huya said so, he secretly made up his mind to learn how to read after returning home.

Back at the Shige Festival, the two agreed on the Pigeon Market tomorrow night, and they parted ways. Wang Manyin also walked towards Guanzi Village with two long legs.

On the road, I met a man on a bicycle, and the age of the bicycle was ringing loudly, for fear that others would not know that he had a bicycle.

But to be honest, Wang Manyin really felt a little envious. If he had a bicycle, it would be much more convenient to go anywhere, and he would save face.

But even if you have money, it is difficult to buy a bicycle, and there are no channels for bicycle tickets in rural areas.

Back in the village, it was already afternoon, and the village was a little quiet, and the men's families were all working on the mountain.

Wang Manyin took out a military green travel bag from the sign-in space, and put the meat and things bought at the supply and marketing agency into it.

"Aunt Yuehua, this is the fabric Uncle Donghe asked me to bring." When passing by Chen Donghe's house, he passed the fabric over.

Hu Yuehua wiped her hands quickly, and said "I'm sorry" several times.

Wang Manyin waved his hand and went back to his home. Lanhua was washing clothes. All the clothes that had been in the house for a long time had been dug out and rewashed.

"Man Yin, you're back, have you eaten yet?" Lan Hua asked kindly.

Wang Manyin nodded, quietly pulled Lan Hua into the house, took out the vinegar, smoke and soy sauce he bought from his travel bag, and finally a catty of pork and a catty of mutton.

"Ah, why are you wasting money again?" Lan Hua pouted.

Wang Manyin didn't take it seriously, and took another look in the travel bag, and took out a piece of defective cloth.

"My God, why are there so many cloths, where did you get them, but the cloths are all stained, it's a pity." Lan Hua didn't realize how Wang Manyin's travel bag put so many things in her surprise.

"This is defective cloth. It didn't cost much, and there is a whole piece of it. It can make many things." Wang Manyin explained casually.

"Man Yin, you are too capable, tell me, how did this cloth come from?"

Wang Manyin put his arms around her small waist, let her sit on his lap, and then processed what happened today and told her
(End of this chapter)