When it comes to the firewood market, the sun is already getting high.
The firewood market is by the moat at the head of the Beiguan bridge. People have spontaneously formed a bazaar in this area. In addition to firewood, which is the main commodity, other fruits and vegetables are also sold, but there are fewer sellers. , And they are all secretly playing cover. But selling firewood is not in the scope of speculation. It is an item that is allowed to be traded publicly.
Had it not been for the two children who had achieved results today, Mei Zhonghua had no plans to come out today. Everyone buys things this year and it also depends on the day. Only on March, June, and September will someone set up a stall, and everyone will go to the market, and there are not many people on the market at other times.
As she was walking forward, Mei Xiaoran noticed that there was an old uncle in front of him. He was well dressed, but he was not so natural when he looked left and right, so he rushed over and asked in a low voice, "Uncle, what do you want?"
The man was startled, and he was relieved to see that Mei Xiaoran was still a child, "Don't talk nonsense about your children, I... I don't want anything... but I dare not talk nonsense."
This situation made Mei Xiaoran aware of this, and she hurriedly said in a low voice, "Uncle, my brother and I have both passed the entrance exam to junior high school. My dad wants to save us tuition. What do you need?"
When the man heard that, his eyes lit up, he looked up at Mei Zhonghua and coughed, "It is so hot and it is not convenient to speak under the big sun. I think this big brother must be thirsty when he is holding firewood. Let's go. Have a drink."
This is tantamount to matching the code.
Mei Zhonghua laughed, "Just as the big brother said, let's go drink some water." He happily pulled the firewood under the big tree by the river, secretly opened the hemp bag, and exposed the cornmeal inside to the man.
The man glanced, shook his head and asked, "Anything else besides this?"
"Big brother, just tell me, what do you want?"
There are a lot of food in the Meizhonghua belt, but I dare not open all of them for people to see.
The man looked around and then whispered, "Is there any flour?"
Mei Zhonghua smiled, "How much do you want?"
"What's the price?" As soon as the man heard this, he knew that the other party had the goods in his hands.
This is the era of planned economy. You can only buy flour with food stamps. Without food stamps, you can get high prices to buy food. The reason why Mei Zhonghua dare to do this is also because
Because his hometown is in the countryside, the second brother is the accountant of the production team, and he has channels to secretly sell the grain, otherwise he would not dare to toss himself into the city.
He moved his lips at the man.
The man got excited when he heard it, "Two cents? That's too expensive, right? How can there be such a price? People's grain stores only cost one cent, so dare you ask for two cents?"
Mei Xiaoran immediately accepted it eloquently, "Uncle, people's grain store asks for food stamps. We don't need tickets. Even if the tickets are only limited, we have unlimited. My dad has worked so hard and it is not easy. Earn an errand fee."
Mei Zhonghua felt that the girl really grew up, and she said everything to people’s hearts. He opened another sack and turned out the flour to show that person, "Brother, look, this is not worse than the state-owned grain store. 80 faces!"
At that time, 80 noodles were second only to Fuqiang fans, and the market price at that time was also about 10 cents. According to my conscience, Mei Zhonghua’s selling of 2.5 cents was not too much, and when others opened their mouths, they sold it for 2 cents.
The man took a closer look and found that it was indeed 80 faces. He was not as excited as he was just now. After thinking for a long time, he took out two yuan and five from his pocket and handed it over, "Then give me ten catties first."
Mei Xiaoran knew that her father brought out fifty kilograms of flour today. It was such a hot day. Of course, it would be best to sell out at one time. Otherwise, the two of them would have to be exposed to the sun.
So he stepped forward and said, "Uncle, you only need ten catties for such good noodles? My dad got it with great difficulty. No one else can get it. You can just buy more. Who knows if my dad can do it next time. If you get this kind of noodles, can you still meet you?"
She noticed that this person was neatly dressed and neatly dressed, knowing that he must not be a farmer, but he seemed to be working. Workers are considered the best in these years. A salary of several tens of yuan a month is very impressive. Even single-employed households are more moisturized than farmers!
The man hesitated for a while, not to say that he couldn't get so much money at once, but it was a bit expensive. If the price were cheaper, he would dare to buy all of this.
Mei Zhonghua stared into his eyes tightly, too scared to breathe, for fear that others would change his mind, and he didn't even want these ten pounds of noodles. At the same time, he secretly complained that the girl was talking too much. Buying ten catties is also buying, and he can make 70 cents even for ten catties of noodles.
"Uncle, my dad wants to get us together
The tuition is really not easy, I still want to quickly let my dad sell out the food and take me to buy some school supplies. Do you think this will work? If you buy all the fifty jin of noodles my dad brings, I will let my dad give you two cents cheaper, which is two cents per jin. Can you say it’s okay? "
Mei Xiaoran figured it out in her heart. Although one catty of noodles is cheaper by two cents, fifty catties can be cheaper by one. But if you sell it all at once, you can make 2.5 yuan, and if you only buy ten catties, you can make 70 cents... Small profits but quick turnover is also a business method.
Mei Zhonghua's face changed when she heard it.
How much can he make for fifty catties of noodles? With this mouth of a girl, he has to make a dollar less!
"No way, no way, my girl won't settle accounts. This may not be so much at a time. No matter how little it is, I will drink Northwest Wind. I dare not sell it at this price."
The man turned his eyes and smiled, "Big brother, the girl is a good girl. I think your father is pretty good, so I just want to pay the price of 50 catties of noodles as the girl said."
"No way, no way, girls don't know how to talk nonsense! If you sell this price, it really doesn't make much money, it's not enough for my hard money this trip."
Mei Zhonghua really feels distressed. Today is not the main show. He is anxious to collect the tuition fees for the children. He originally asked for a low price, and he was abused like this by his daughters. Then he has no profit in this business.
Seeing Mei Zhonghua's face flushed with anxiety, the man gave in a step, "Big brother, if you have something to say, let's just take a step back, and I will give in. What do you think of two cents? If it works. , Let’s make a deal for two cents, and I want all of your fifty catties of flour."
Mei Zhonghua was still hesitating, "How can I do it? There is a profit of 50 cents if you let down 50 catties of noodles."
"Dad, I think this old uncle is pretty real, just follow what he said, and you can give in." Mei Xiaoran added more jealously, "just as we make friends with the old uncle, what does the old uncle need in the future? I can find us again."
In her previous life, Mei Xiaoran had done business by herself, and she still knew this little trick of doing business.
"Oh... my stupid girl, forget it, just sell it as you said."
Mei Zhonghua reluctantly sold fifty catties of noodles to that person and received twelve yuan.
"Uncle, isn't your house far away? If it's far away, let my dad send it back to you. Fifty catties of noodles are quite heavy."
(End of this chapter)