The pretty daughter-in-law of the rebirth era

Chapter 157 TV

Qin Yichuan's expression is not very good-looking, a bit gloomy, he,
After Han Jiuming glanced at him, he stopped talking.

They are all friends who have been together for many years, and they know best when Qin Yichuan can't be messed with.

The air pressure around the people around him was a little low, but it suffocated Han Jiuming to death.

All the way to Lao Zhao's house, the expression on Qin Yichuan's face became calm, as if everything had returned to calm.

After the low air pressure dissipated, Han Jiuming felt that his breathing became much easier, and he was relieved that he had finally returned to normal.

Looking at the door in front of him, he volunteered, "I'll knock on the door."

Qin Yichuan didn't speak, and stood watching from the side, his eyes were deep and bottomless, and ordinary people couldn't understand his thoughts at all.

Han Jiuming's knock on the door was still very loud.

Immediately, Old Zhao's voice came from inside, "Who is it?"

"It's me." Han Jiuming stretched his neck and shouted.

After a while the door was opened.

Old Zhao, the gatekeeper, was slightly surprised when he saw the two of them, "Hey, what brought you two here?"

Han Jiuming joked, "Of course it's the southeast wind."

Old Zhao burst out laughing when he heard him during this time, "Okay, don't be silly, come in quickly! If you have something to say, talk inside."

Han Jiuming walked in immediately, and Qin Yichuan walked in slowly.

After Lao Zhao saw the two of them coming in, he closed the door again, and the three of them sat on the stone chair together.

"If you don't have anything to go to the Three Treasures Hall, tell me, what do you want from me?"

Han Jiuming pouted in Qin Yichuan's direction, "I'm not looking for you today, he's coming here, I'm just following around."

After hearing what he said, Old Zhao immediately looked in Qin Yichuan's direction, "Chuanzi, what's the matter with you?"

Qin Yichuan looked up at him, and said slowly: "Fifty TV sets, do you want to connect them here?"

When Old Zhao heard this, he stood up suddenly, his expression agitated, "What are you talking about? What TV do you have over there?"

The information revealed by Qin Yichuan made even Han Jiuming pause for a moment, quite surprised, good guy, he didn’t even tell him about such a big thing. If there are fifty TV sets, one earns dozens, so at least You can earn more than [-] yuan.

He still knows some prices on the black market.

Compared to the excitement of these two people, Qin Yichuan's expression was much calmer, "If you want to pick it up, I will contact you, and the goods can be brought back the day after tomorrow."

"Yes, of course I will. I will take as much as you have over there." Lao Zhao quickly responded, "I can eat no matter how much."

Even if it cannot be sold in this town, it can still be shipped to the surrounding towns and sold.

He has been engaged in reselling for so many years, so he naturally has his own sales channels, so he doesn't worry at all.

The TV is suitable now. After all, the whole town is erecting wires. It won’t be long before almost every village can be connected to electricity. By then, if the family still has some money left, they must want to buy a TV. So this TV is currently It's quite profitable. There are too few TVs coming to the supply and marketing cooperatives, and tickets are needed. Many people don't have this ticket.

He has had this idea for a long time, but it is a pity that there is no source of TV sets. After all, he does not have such a way, so he always has regrets in his heart. He really did not expect Qin Yichuan to have one.

(End of this chapter)