Era: I have a two-world door

Chapter 297: Still Going Well

After leaving the hotel, Wang Qingsong looked around.

Hong Kong Island was very prosperous at that time, and this was the main road, but it was also quite shabby.

It looked very much like the photos of cities in the mainland built around 2000 that he had seen on the Internet, dilapidated yet with a new lease of life.

There was no rush to go somewhere else.

It was already past three in the afternoon.

Wang Qingsong looked at the pedestrians walking on the street, thought for a while, and decided to go to the pork shop.

It's rare to meet someone who can speak a little Mandarin.

Moreover, the other party's butcher shop was just right for him to test the waters first.

But at this moment he was wondering whether to show up in person or wearing a mask.

Wearing a mask won’t solve the problem of language communication. You can’t just pull a little flesh over and then not speak.

No translation or not.

And he needs someone to take care of her!

After thinking it over, he decided to show up as his real self for the time being. If there are special circumstances, he can use a masked man to deliver things.

Just do it this way for now.

But he was not in a hurry. Since he was here, he planned to get all the equipment first.

Your own large trucks and electric vehicles are not suitable for use here.

On the way before, he saw a car dealership that seemed to have quite a few cars in it.

I secretly released the bicycle and rushed over there.

There are cars and bicycles exported at the Canton Fair. As long as a bicycle from the mainland is not found by the police, there should be no problem.

I rode my bike to the place where cars were sold.

Looking at the car with a price tag of 11980, Wang Qingsong didn't go to look at it.

Instead, he looked at the several tricycles nearby.

This is what he wants.

Moreover, this car has been seen in the urban area of ​​​​Sijiucheng. The style is exactly the same. It should also be one of the products exported from the Canton Fair.

4980.
Really expensive.

The car costs just over 10,000 yuan.

But this thing has its advantages. It can be used in Sijiu City as well.

It is just right for hauling goods.

Then he went straight to a waiter.

It doesn’t matter if there is a language barrier. Just take out the money and point at the car, even an idiot will understand what he is doing.

Pay the money and sign the contract.

Wang Qingsong couldn’t understand the English version, but he just signed it anyway.

I paid the money, took a bunch of information from the waiter, and drove away.

He didn't notice at all that the person behind him told him that he needed to go get a license plate.

He didn't care if he heard it. Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't take it out openly anyway.

Return to the previous hotel.

Come to the small path beside the main road and drive inside along the bluestone road.

I found a deserted place in the middle and parked the car.

I set off again on my bike.

Ten minutes later, we returned to the original place. It was almost evening.

These guys are still playing cards.

Seeing him come back, Zhu Rourong, with his bare chest, held a cigarette in his mouth and muttered something to him.

"What are you doing back here again?"

Wang Qingsong really couldn’t understand!

I had no choice but to look towards the wooden door, hoping that the girl just now would act as an interpreter.

Probably because of his gaze.

"One~"

The guy playing cards next to him threw a card and said with a smile, "Zhu Rourong, does he like your daughter?"

When Zhu Rourong, who was standing next to him, heard this, he started cursing loudly.

Cursing loudly.

It looks fierce.

The others just smiled.

Continue teasing there.

Wang Qingsong looked at it and felt embarrassed for a moment, thinking that it might not be a good idea to look for a girl.

Do you want to look for other people?

At this time, the girl came out awkwardly: "What's the matter with you?"

As he spoke, he looked towards his father.

Wang Qingsong nodded quickly upon seeing this: "Yes, there is something. Um... is it convenient for me to go to the side and talk about it. Right there..."

Didn't say go outside.

Instead, he pointed to the cabinet where things were placed at the entrance of the store.

The girl hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

Seeing this, Wang Qingsong walked down the stone steps.

Came close.

I looked at the place where things were sold.

After thinking for a while, he asked, "Um... do you want pork?"

Hearing this, the girl blinked.

Seeing his expression, Wang Qingsong whispered, "It's like this. I know someone who can get cheap pork for two yuan a pound. I mean pork without the internal organs and the pig head."

"Well...then I'll ask my father!"

"Hey, let's talk about it in private!"

Hearing this, the girl nodded.

He ran over and whispered something in Zhu Rourong's ear.

These words made Zhu Rourong's eyes light up.

One pound is less by three cents.

And the pig's head and internal organs are removed.

Suddenly someone played a card and urged, making a joke.

This made Zhu Rourong even more angry.

The girl next to her was also very embarrassed.

He slammed the table, stood up and started yelling, taking out a knife.

Wang Qingsong didn't understand, but the general meaning was to tell people to get out.

really.

I saw a few people whispering to each other, then they stood up and left together.

At this moment, three girls came out of the room. The oldest was about thirteen or fourteen years old, and the youngest was about five or six years old.

They all looked at it curiously.

At the same time, a middle-aged woman came out from behind.

Seeing these people, Zhu Rourong shouted: "What are you looking for? Let me in. You have been here all day and night, and you know how to be rude to me!"

Hearing this, the woman hurriedly patted the children.

Then he went back into the house.

After the people left, Zhu Rourong took a kitchen knife, held a cigarette in his mouth, pointed the knife at his nose and said, "You bastard, do you see my girl right? You've seen me too much!"

"Dad~~"

When the girl heard this, she cried out in resentment.

Wang Qingsong didn't understand and asked curiously, "What's wrong? What did your father say?"

The girl blushed and shook her head: "Nothing! Is what you just said true? Two dollars a pound?"

"um, yes."

After hearing this, the girl asked her father another question.

After listening to this, Zhu Rourong stepped on the cigarette butt on the ground, threw the knife behind him, and stuck it directly on the chopping board.

Then he came over and muttered something.

Naturally someone translated:

"My dad asked if you were a sick pig?"

"no!"

"Then send one over here first so I can take a look."

Hearing this, Wang Qingsong nodded: "Okay, wait a moment, by the way..."

I wanted to say something else, but finally gave up: "Forget it, it's nothing, I'll go get it first."

After saying that, he turned around and pushed the cart away.

After the people left, Zhu Rourong pondered for a while, and finally muttered something to the girl, but still shook his head.

He turned around and went to pack up the stall.

The girl sighed when she saw this.

After Wang Qingsong left, he came to a nearby alley, quietly took out two slices of pork, and cut off the quarantine stamp on them.

Then he pushed the cart towards Zhu Rourong's house.

It was probably time to get off work, and there were obviously more pedestrians on the road.

They were all looking at him curiously.

After a while, we arrived at the place and saw that Zhu Rourong was the only one at the door.

Seeing him coming, Zhu Rourong's eyes lit up. He really didn't expect this to be true.

"Axia!"

Zhu Rourong quickly threw the cigarette from his mouth and shouted into the house.

This is called translation!

Axia!

Is this a girl's name?

Wang Qingsong pondered for a while, then waited there quietly. It was really uncomfortable without a translator.

After waiting for a while, I saw the girl coming out with a bowl of rice.

When I saw the pork, I was also surprised.

Seeing her father urging her, she quickly said, "I didn't expect you to actually get it? It's two dollars a pound?"

"Well, do you want it? If not, forget it."

If not, then he naturally has other ways.

Hearing this, the girl began to translate.

The two of them talked for a while, and then they turned around and said, "Dad said he wanted it."

"Okay, ask him to weigh it."

Seeing that the communication was good, Zhu Rourong came over happily, carried a piece of pork, and put it on the chopping board, looking very relaxed.

At this time, a passerby asked, "Pork Rong, here comes pork again!"

"Yes, do you want to use it?!"

Hearing this, the other party came over, and someone else followed.

Wang Qingsong watched Zhu Rourong take the last piece of meat and started weighing it.

The other person stood on the chopping board.

Holding the pork in one hand, he used a large scale to weigh it there.

So strong.

"205 pounds in total! I'll go get you the money!"

Axia heard her father shouting and translated it there.

Wang Qingsong was not in a hurry when he saw this: "Wait a moment, let's talk about it after we are done."

What are these two pieces of pork?

He has so many!
Although Axia was curious, she did not ask.

Wang Qingsong pondered for a moment and asked, "It's so hot today, will they be sold out soon? Will they go bad? Ask them and sell them at a lower price. Sell them out as soon as possible. There's still some meat left!"

It is already evening now.

Axia thought about it, nodded, and went over to whisper something in her father's ear.

Zhu Rourong thought about it for a moment, nodded, and shouted to the person.

Suddenly the crowd rejoiced.

However, the amount of meat weighed was not much more. At most, they asked for one pound before, but now they asked for two pounds.

Wang Qingsong was surprised at first, then he immediately understood what was going on.

The salary here is only over a hundred yuan a month.

Pork at two or three yuan per pound is almost half a day's wages.

Then he just waited there quietly.

This is also the reason why he looked for Zhu Rourong, because his small shop could not digest so much meat.

But he came here to buy meat and he lives nearby.

There must be a way of your own.

As long as there is profit, there is no need to worry about not being able to digest what you have in your hands.

Looking at the girl next to him, he asked curiously, "How come you can speak Mandarin? I haven't heard many people speaking Mandarin since I came here."

Hearing this, Axia turned around and smiled, "Because I went to a Chinese middle school! They taught Mandarin there."

"Oh! Much?"

"Not much! Here in Hong Kong..."

Then it was explained.

Wang Qingsong understood after listening.

There are not many schools in Hong Kong Island, which are divided into English secondary schools and Chinese secondary schools.

Those who cannot attend English middle schools can only go to Chinese middle schools.

However, students who graduate from Chinese middle schools cannot go to university.

Because there is only one university in Hong Kong Island, which is the University of Hong Kong, and the rest are just technical colleges.

The teaching at HKU is entirely in English.

Students studying in Chinese secondary schools also learn English, but they cannot accept the all-English education model of the University of Hong Kong, so they can only go to some vocational schools after graduation.

Or go straight to work after graduating from high school.

In this day and age, a high school diploma is not considered too high in Hong Kong Island, but it is not too low either.

After listening to this, Wang Qingsong nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

The reason why he couldn't find someone who could speak Mandarin was because there were not many middle schools that taught Mandarin, and many teachers in Chinese middle schools used Cantonese when teaching.

That's why he didn't touch it.

That is to say, there are some girls like Axia here.

Moreover, the age group that basically learns Mandarin is people born after 45.

Because the Japanese had not yet evacuated from here at that time.

As they were talking, they saw people rushing towards this side, mostly women, and very few men.

Wang Qingsong has no idea how much it sells per pound.

But two pieces of pork weigh 200 kilograms, and if you remove the bones, they only weigh more than 100 kilograms.

Most of them were sold out in a short while.

The meat ribs here are sold together, while the fan bones, ribs and the like are kicked out and sold separately.

Hong Kong Island is too crowded.

There are fewer people here, compared to the commercial district.

More than an hour before dark, all the pork was sold out.

Zhu Rourong shouted happily to the disappointed people and started to pack up his stall.

He asked Wang Qingsong, "Boy, have you eaten? If not, let's eat together."

"Dad asked if you had eaten. If not, let's eat together."

Wang Qingsong smiled and said, "No need, just eat."

At this time, Zhu Rourong was already there counting the money.

After a while, a wad of money was handed to him.

"Here's your money, count it."

After hearing what Axia said, Wang Qingsong took the money and tapped it lightly. It was a bit old and greasy.

The other party gave him a ten-yuan note.

There are only about forty of them.

After quickly finishing the inventory, he smiled and said, "No problem!"

Seeing this, Axia said, "Dad said it's time to eat, let's eat first. We can talk at the table."

Wang Qingsong looked around the room, hesitated for a moment, and finally agreed.

He followed the other person into the house.

There was a faint fishy smell in the room, and it was a bit messy, with various things for sale.

Not here, but in the room next door.

There is a square table and a few benches here, with some food on the table.

There was another table next to it, with similar food on it, but in smaller portions.

Three little girls were sitting there, not moving their chopsticks, just looking at them curiously.

At this time, the middle-aged woman smiled at Wang Qingsong and said to Zhu Rourong, "You can eat now."

Zhu Rourong nodded, gave some instructions, and then gestured to Wang Qingsong.

"Go eat there!"

Axia pointed at the big table and gestured to him, then she came to the girl's side.

Seeing this, Wang Qingsong said, “Um…I don’t understand what your father is saying!”

Hearing this, Axia looked at her father.

Zhu Rourong frowned, but finally nodded and gave instructions to Axia.

The three of them sat at the table.

Axia's mother brought a bottle of wine, opened it and put it on the table. Naturally, they started eating.

Wang Qingsong saw the other party pouring wine for him and quickly waved his hand: "Sorry, I don't know how to drink."

After what happened to Liang Chunxiao last time, he was a little scared.

This kind of thing should happen once, but it must not happen a second time.

Seeing him say this, Zhu Rourong did not try to persuade him.

Motioned to him to eat.

Although Axia sat down, she did not pick up her chopsticks. She just sat there, her eyes wandering between the two people.

Seeing this, Wang Qingsong put down his bowl and said, "Uncle, I'll call you that. It's like this. We can get pork and eggs here, but we don't have much time, only about eight days. Can you help me deal with some? The price is negotiable."

Zhu Rourong was pondering over what he heard his daughter's translation.

In fact, there is no need for translation, he can probably understand what Wang Qingsong says.

But I can’t say it myself.

After thinking for a while, he took a sip of wine and a bite of food and said, "1 yuan a pound. I can help you with whatever you have."

After hearing Axia's translation, Wang Qingsong felt relieved.

Then he said, "Okay, tomorrow we will have 1 kilograms of pork and kilograms of eggs."

"Cough~cough~"

After relaying Axia's surprised expression, Zhu Rourong was choked by the wine.

It is very uncomfortable to choke on wine.

After a long while, Zhu Rourong recovered with a red face and asked, "Ten thousand catties? And eggs?"

"Hmm! What's wrong? Can't you get rid of it?"

Wang Qingsong was confused for a moment.

Zhu Rourong coughed and frowned before asking, "Did it come in through smuggling?"

Wang Qingsong shook his head: "Not really!"

It really doesn’t count, it’s not something from this world at all!
Zhu Rourong frowned.

It's too much.

“Are you sure there are so many?”

"Sure!"

He didn't completely believe in Zhu Rourong.

However, asking him to sell individually would also be a problem as many people would see him.

It's also easy to get into trouble.

I just wanted to try finding Pork Rong.

If it doesn't work, run away.

This is also the reason why Wang Qingsong has never revealed his name or any other news.

Drive in the car tomorrow morning, put on a mask and go sell them?
This is the dumbest way.

"Well, wait for me here and I'll go ask for you."

Zhu Rourong took two bites of the food, stood up and walked outside.

Wang Qingsong looked at it and said nothing.

Looking at Axia next to him, he smiled and said, "Let's eat!"

"No need, you eat here! I'll go over there."

However, Axia did not sit at her seat, but went to the small table next to her.

Wang Qingsong was embarrassed when he saw this.

Looking at the food on the table, he quickly started eating.

It was seafood porridge, pork rib soup, kelp and shrimp soup, stir-fried vegetables, and an oyster omelet that he had eaten before.

It’s just that this oyster omelette has more eggs in it.

Maybe it’s not freshly made, so it doesn’t taste as good as the ones sold at the stalls.

I quickly picked a little of each and ate it with the seafood porridge.

After eating, he put down his bowl and chopsticks.

"Aren't you going to eat? There's still food!"

Axia still spoke.

Wang Qingsong shook his head: "Thank you, I'm full, you guys eat!"

Then he looked at the house curiously and asked, "Is this house yours?"

The house is made of cement bricks and tiles, but it looks too old and a bit shabby, with the cement falling off in some places.

But it is better than those in the mainland.

The place is actually not very big. It has two houses, each about ten square meters, plus a wooden house upstairs.

The upstairs should be the sleeping area.

"Yes, it was left by my grandfather!"

Wang Qingsong looked at the house, nodded slightly, and then asked: "Do you have a property certificate for this house? Can it be renovated?"

"Yes, it can be renovated! But it will be very expensive!"

Axia was eating quietly and answering his questions.

"Are there any restrictions? Rules?"

"Yes, for private renovations, the house can be up to 3 meters high and up to five floors. Anything above that needs government approval."

After listening to this, Wang Qingsong hummed.

It was about the same as his night.

"So what's the average price of a house here?"

“About 80 per square foot!”

"What about the new houses nearby?"

"It's about the same! It depends on the location. Lung Cheung Road and Wong Tai Sin Road are cheaper, with prices ranging from 35 dollars per square foot to 50 dollars. The more expensive ones here are around 80 to 100 dollars. If it's in Central, it's even more expensive, around 150 to 300 dollars."

"Sigh~"

Wang Qingsong was also surprised. It was indeed very expensive.

The unit prices here are all per square foot. If converted to square meters, it would have to be multiplied tenfold.

Then he laughed and said, “How do you know so clearly?”

As for why the new building is similar to the old one, it is naturally because of the structure of the house.

Old houses are generally shorter, but he owns the land.

Western-style buildings are good, but the ownership of a piece of land belongs to all residents.

Each has its own benefits!
Hearing this, Axia smiled and said, "Dad wants to move into a western-style building, but the price is too high and he can't afford it."

After listening to this, Wang Qingsong pondered there.

He had seen a house on Lung Cheung Road, 1350 square feet, priced at $49000, or $36 per square foot.

If it is an ordinary family, living in a crowded apartment of a dozen square meters, it would cost several thousand yuan.

It's just a little far.

It is nearly five kilometers away from here.

If I have extra money, I will definitely buy it.

But now he has to buy a house here in the city center that is a little bigger and better.

After waiting for a long time, some people came to buy things and Axia was the one who received them.

But at this time he already knew the names of the three girls in Axia: Zhaodi, Laidi, Pandi...

This……

How I want a boy!

As for Axia's full name, he was too embarrassed to ask.

After waiting for more than half an hour, the other party finally came back.

Next to him was a middle-aged man, who was probably in his forties, with a very thin face and a shiny bald head that looked like a big light bulb.

Under the black coat is a white sweatshirt.

You can tell at first glance that he's not a good person!

Seeing the other party coming, Axia's family all stood up and greeted them with a smile.

Finished saying hello.

Several people sat down.

Axia looked at her father and the others, then looked at Wang Qingsong.

Then he translated: "My uncle asks you! Is what you said before true?"

Wang Qingsong nodded gently: "Well, for ten days, every day will be the same as before. Of course, if you want more, that's fine, I'm afraid you won't have anywhere to put it."

He had already thought about it and was afraid that these people would rob each other.

So we ship goods every day, and as long as you are not stupid, you won’t have any bad thoughts.

At worst, we won’t ship the goods in the last few days.

"By the way, every time we buy goods, we settle the bills on the spot in 100-yuan bills."

If they are five or ten yuan each, it would be too troublesome to count them.

Hearing this, Zhu Rourong spoke up: "Just as you said, we can get the eggs here first, but the eggs are 1.2 dollars per pound."

Wang Qingsong looked at the two of them.

This so-called uncle didn't say much the whole time.

Then he nodded: "Okay, where should we put the things? They take up quite a lot of space!"

You can drive in here, but it's not easy.

"There's a factory under construction in King's Park Hill. You can put it there!"

Wang Qingsong looked at Axia's translation and was at a loss for a moment: "I don't know him!"

Zhu Rourong said, "I'll take you there in a minute. It's very close to here."

Hearing this, Wang Qingsong nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, then please take me to have a look!"

After the agreement was made, Zhu Rourong stood up and said, "Xiao Zai, you'd better not smack me."

Ah Xia looked at Wang Qingsong's bewildered expression and explained, "Don't lie!"

Wang Qingsong could also see the threat from the other party.

Didn't care either.

He smiled and agreed.

"Okay, if that place is convenient enough, someone will deliver the stuff there in an hour, and you can take them there!"

After an agreement.

Wang Qingsong and three others went out.

The bald guy just left immediately.

Zhu Rourong must have a bicycle with his daughter.

The two of them rode their bikes to the so-called old factory.

The road is not far and there are not many turns.

It’s a two-kilometer road. Go north from the hotel where you’re staying, turn right at another main road, and enter an industrial area.

When he got here, Wang Qingsong could clearly see a lot of houses under construction.

"That's it!"

Arriving at a factory area surrounded by a wall and with sheds already built, Zhu Rourong pointed at the house and spoke a little.

Wang Qingsong didn't understand, but he understood the meaning and looked at it.

There must be no problem with the road, it is wide enough.

The factory gate was closed.

Zhu Rourong parked the car and went in to talk to people.

Then Axia said, "Everyone has been told. When you come, we will let you in."

Wang Qingsong looked around and finally nodded: "Okay, the stuff will arrive in an hour, let them prepare it. Oh, and the basket of eggs, you have to return it to me next time we trade."

That thing cost money.

You don’t have to pay next time you go to change it, and you can use it for other things in the future.

(I took a special look and found that some frames were unlabeled. I will just assume that they are unlabeled here, otherwise I will have to remove the labels again.)
Ah Xia was naturally there translating.

After some more details were given, Wang Qingsong left in the dark.

There are obviously not many street lights on this side of the road, and there is only one at a considerable distance.

There were still quite a few people on the road at this time.

Wang Qingsong rode his bike to another place, found a dark corner where no one was, and parked the bike.

Then organize all the eggs and place them neatly there.

Then he just waited there quietly.

One hour is actually not a very long time. Just look at the questions and it will be up in a moment.

But at this time he had changed his clothes, put on a mask of a middle-aged man, and put on glasses.

Wear gloves.

Drove to the factory.

At this time, Zhu Rourong and his daughter, who had never left, were waiting there.

It's not appropriate for a girl to be involved in this matter.

But now no one will communicate with Wang Qingsong, and it is not suitable for others to participate.

The car drove to the factory gate and stopped.

The car door opens.

Under the dim light, Axia and the bald man were waiting at the door.

After Axia came over, she looked at him and asked, "Are you... delivering something?"

Wang Qingsong just nodded.

Seeing this, the bald man next to him waved his hand and the door opened.

Seeing this, Wang Qingsong turned the car around, pointed it towards the factory, and started reversing.

He got out of the car only after it entered the factory.

He jumped out of the car, without talking to anyone, went to the back and opened the compartment.

At this time, more than ten people came to the factory.

They all gathered around.

There's something on my waist!
However, these people were relieved when they shone the flashlight inside.

"Can we move now?"

Axia asked him.

Wang Qingsong just nodded.

When the others saw this, they started to move.

There is strength in numbers.

There were more than a dozen people, and except for the person who stayed behind to weigh the things, everyone else went to carry things.

A total of two hundred boxes, each box weighing fifty kilograms.

They were neatly stacked on the open space, and there were some construction materials in the darkness not far away.

The bald man took the thing, pinched an egg and poured it into his mouth.

Nodding from time to time.

In an hour, all the things were moved over.

The other party brought two scales, which smelled strongly of fish.

"Um...are you here alone? Why didn't he come?"

Axia looked at these people busying themselves and asked curiously.

Wang Qingsong stood there, shook his head and said nothing.

After seeing this scene, Axia didn't ask any more questions.

"1 jin is enough."

After the inventory was completed, Axia was there translating.

Seeing this, Wang Qingsong just nodded and said nothing.

The quantity is definitely enough. The other party just freed up a basket and weighed the basket.

Then he took the money from the other party.

Two stacks, one large and one small.

He fiddled with it in his hand for a while, then turned around and got into the car.

He took off his gloves and checked it carefully. After finding no problem, he drove out directly.

As for what happened here, he didn't care.

I'll go get another cart of pork over later and we'll be done.

Following the same method this time, the car returned half an hour later.

Ten thousand kilograms of pork were unloaded.

I got 18,000 yuan back.

Thirty thousand in total.

After everything was done, he drove away again in full view of everyone.

This time I didn’t go back. I found a place to store the bike and rode it to the hotel.

After all this trouble, it was already around ten o'clock in the evening.

The only thing left is tomorrow morning.

Back to the hotel, straight back to your home.

Adding the previous money, there is only 35,000 left.

If you buy a house seven kilometers away from Tsim Sha Tsui, this money can buy one hundred square meters.

That is the thousand-square-foot mansion here.

If you live in Central, across the sea, if you want to buy an apartment, you can only buy a small house of ten square meters that is barely enough to accommodate you.

The gap is indeed huge.

No wonder there is such a tight supply of houses in Hong Kong Island; the prices are simply too high.

Among the people pouring in from the mainland, few have money to buy houses, so being able to afford to rent one is already considered good.

Didn't care.

But getting ready to go to bed.

However, there was no movement in the room on the left, but there was movement in the room on the right.

Really.

Don’t you need to sleep?
He shook his head, closed his eyes, and thought about what kind of things he could bring that would make more money than pork, while letting himself fall asleep.

(End of this chapter)