Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

Chapter 65
Qian Guozhu used to think that his elder sister Hou Jing couldn't suffer outside.

But for now, all he wanted was to go back to town and shop for a machete to put under his sister's pillow.

Wang Shumei tried her best to convince Qian Guozhu that she would never suffer, so she sent her away.

She glanced again at the things Qian Guozhu had brought.Rice noodle snacks, cream and soap.

As soon as Wang Shumei saw this piece of soap, she thought of Lin Nianhe.

The soap she used that night seems to be more fragrant than this...

"Huh? Soap?"

Lin Nianhe blinked, and replied without blushing, "I brought it from home."

After a pause, her eyes were full of curiosity: "Is there any other soap that is different? Show me!"

As she said that, like a curious baby, she took her soap from Wang Shumei's hand and sniffed it vigorously.

Seeing this, Wang Shumei had no doubts about him, as if the particularly pleasant-smelling soap had been brought from the capital.

That's right, there must be a lot of good things in Beijing.

Seeing Lin Nianhe like this, Wen Lan couldn't understand: "How do you usually live? Why have you ever seen a kind of soap? The supply and marketing cooperative in the capital must be big, right? You must go there often, right?"

Lin Nianhe's eyes were full of innocence: "I won't look at the soap specially when I go there, those are bought by my mother, I don't care."

What can she say?

When she came here, she really didn't think about the issue of soap. The piece in the room is from the space, and she melted the handwriting of Shu Xjia on it with hot water and rubbed it off.

Lin Nianhe didn't pay too much attention to the issue of soap before, and she didn't use soap to wash her face, so it wouldn't make sense to buy one as a decoration.

In life, save and spend.

Facing Wen Lan's disgusted eyes, Lin Nianhe leaned on the table tiptoeing like a broken jar.

Wang Shumei smiled and took out two red-headed ropes, each of them stuffed them one by one, and said: "My brother brought it for you specially, thank you for taking care of me."

Wen Lan: "Look at it!"

Lin Nianhe: "Thank you, thank you." The straight male aesthetic attacked her again!

Thank you, put away the hair rope, Lin Nianhe cooperated and tied it on the spot.

She went back to make lunch, and Wang Shumei followed after a while.

Lin Nianhe squatted by the stove to peel potatoes, and asked her, "What's the matter?"

Wang Shumei put one yuan and fifty cents on the stove, lowered her voice and said, "I will send you the extra money."

"Huh?" Lin Nianhe was a little surprised, "Is there so much more?"

Uncle fruit growers are really good!

"Well, they were overweight when they sold it." Wang Shumei didn't say that she added a few cents to the change, squatted down beside Lin Nianhe, and asked softly, "Will there be more next time?"

"If you sell well, then continue." Lin Nianhe replied very easily, "I'm here anytime, you see when your brother will arrive, tell me three days in advance, and I'll make arrangements."

Wang Shumei looked at her and hesitated: "Do you have other channels?"

Lin Nianhe smiled and rolled his eyes: "Don't say, don't say."

She had to give Wang Shumei this illusion. After all, with Wang Shumei, she deliberately led her to think that her source of goods was from abroad.

After a toss, it's impossible to only have two thousand catties of apples, right?

They can't be the only ones who can put on such a big battle, right?

It's not that she's a scumbag, it's really a last resort.

Wang Shumei didn't ask any more questions, she just said: "Then next time, can you share more with me?"

Lin Nianhe asked directly: "How much can you eat?"

Wang Shumei thought about what Qian Guozhu said, and stretched out a finger to Lin Nianhe: "At present, apples are six thousand catties at a time."

Six thousand catties, three tons.

Including the goods used as cover, it was the maximum amount that Qian Guozhu's truck could carry.

Apples are easy to sell in the provincial capital, but what Qian Guozhu told the black market over there is that there is never too much.

Lin Nianhe thought for a while, then nodded: "OK."

She is very sad now - she feels that she will not be able to sell her [-] tons of apples in her lifetime.

Wang Shumei also said: "There can be more food. It can be doubled or tripled. If the car can't fit, you can find a way to make more trips."

Grain sells well, and they are not afraid to put it away.

Every time "food" was mentioned, Lin Nianhe felt a throbbing pain in his heart.

She reluctantly shook her head: "Really not."

Wang Shumei was a little puzzled: "Why? It's very easy to sell."

Lin Nianhe: "The profit is too low."

The rice in the supply and marketing cooperative is one cent a catty, and tickets are required.Unnecessary tickets on the black market can be sold for [-] to [-] cents.

But it's not about profit.

The main reason is that the quality gap is too large, and the production date starting with "2" is printed on the grain bag!
Lin Nianhe really didn't have the time to go shopping for a thousand or eight hundred sacks and put all these rice noodles in and sell them.

Moreover, when a large amount of grain enters the market, it will inevitably cause fluctuations in grain prices. If it really attracts attention, check her...

Therefore, she should sell apples honestly, simple and safe.

After pondering for a while, Wang Shumei understood Lin Nianhe's meaning. She nodded and stopped worrying about the food issue. She just said, "That's fine, next time it will be six thousand catties."

"Ah."

Wang Shumei left, but Lin Nianhe hadn't finished peeling his potatoes.

She pinched the potato, thinking.

Six thousand catties of apples, 400 cents per catty, that is [-] yuan.

According to the current prices, you can buy a courtyard house in the capital, right?

You know, the apples she sells now cost a pound and two dollars when she bought them.

It is equivalent to buying a courtyard house for 200 yuan.

Although it is not possible to buy and sell houses now, this business is worth it.

It's just a pity that her food...

Lin Nianhe covered his heart in distress.

What she lost was not just food, but also sets of courtyard houses.

For the sake of his own physical and mental health, Lin Nianhe quickly left the courtyard behind and lit a fire to cook.

Qian Guozhu's second visit came sooner than expected. A week later, Wang Shumei received a telegram with a date written on it.

She hurried to find Lin Nianhe, but there was an embarrassing question——

"Well, Nianhe, why don't you spend less this time? I suddenly remembered that my brother probably doesn't have that much money."

She was also dazzled and forgot how much it cost to get six thousand catties of apples.

Lin Nianhe waved his little hand: "Then wait until you get back and tie the knot, there's no rush."

Wang Shumei was surprised: "Aren't you afraid that we won't give it?"

Lin Nianhe looked at her: "Your household registration is in the Shili brigade, where can you go?"

Wang Shumei: "That's true."

Three days later, Lin Nianhe still went out after dinner, put the apples in the cave, and dawdled for a while, returning at almost nine o'clock.

Not long after, Wang Shumei also went out.

The wall in the backyard has been overturned more times in the recent period, perhaps more than in the past few years.

As a wall, its dignity has long been trampled to pieces.

Another three days later, Qian Guozhu came to the Shili Brigade again, still bringing things to Wang Shumei and presents to her two friends.

After he left, Wang Shumei secretly sent Lin Nianhe 430 yuan.

"Sister Shumei, did you pay me back the money?"

Lin Nianhe frowned as he looked at the two neat stacks of unity.

(End of this chapter)