Fast travel to the front line of eating melons in the world

Zhang Yu had been soaking her feet in the water until they were warm, and there was a bottle of saline solution in the quilt, so the quilt soon became warm and she could finally stretch her legs and feet.

It would be better if I could have a hot water bottle. At least the hot water would keep the heat longer. However, hot water bottles are very popular now. After all, in this era, the raw materials for hot water bottles are in short supply.

In fact, there was a copper hot water bottle at home. In early winter, Yao Ying wrote to Zhang Yu to ask if she needed it. If she needed it, she would mail it to her.

How could Zhang Yu feel comfortable letting them mail such a valuable item to her? Even if it arrived safely in her hands, such a valuable item would be very conspicuous and she would not dare to use it.

Oh, forget it. Fortunately, there was still the bottle of saline solution. She was lying in the warm bed feeling drowsy. Suddenly, she heard Zhao Tong asking her what she was going to bring back for the Spring Festival.

"I plan to buy some new rice." Every year during the Spring Festival, the farm would sell a batch of new rice to the educated youth, with a limit of 100 kilograms per person.

"By the way, Sister Xia, what's your share?" Xia Lei had mentioned before that they were not planning to bring anything back this time.

In that case, can't we give her the share? The new rice from the farm is good stuff.

Zhao Tong also looked at Xia Lei expectantly. If they didn't want it, she could ask for another spot.

Xia Lei glanced at Xia Lian and said, "If we don't buy rice, we only have so much money every month. If we bring so much rice back, our family won't think much of me after eating it."

Xia Lian kept nodding, "Yes, yes, yes, we are going to bring some things back, but we plan to buy some peanuts and other things to take back."

Just buy some of this stuff, "and then buy some cabbage and other things. If you want to buy rice, we will give you the quota."

Zhang Yu didn't bother to exchange pleasantries with them, "Thank you."

Zhao Tong also thanked him quickly, but soon began to worry again, "How are we going to transport these things to the site?"

"The site office will arrange a car to take us to the dock." The only thing we need to worry about is how to get the things on and off the ship.

The best way is of course to ask this person for help. After thinking for a long time, Zhang Yu came up with an idea, "I'll ask Zhao Yu tomorrow."

This guy is popular among the male educated youth. "We will give him something when the time comes."

If he gave people some benefits, he should be able to find someone to help him out. Zhang Yu thought that this was not a big problem.

"Okay." Zhao Tong said she was also willing to contribute.

Zhao Yu was shocked to know that Zhang Yu was going to bring back 200 kilograms of rice. "Where did you get the quota?"

"Sister Xia Lei from our dormitory." Zhang Yu noticed Zhao Yu's surprised expression. "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

"Confiscate the benefits." Zhao Yu asked in a low voice.

Zhang Yu shook her head, "No, aren't they going to give up if they don't plan to buy it?"

Well, this girl really doesn’t know anything. Who made him a kind-hearted person? If the relationship was just average, Zhao Yu wouldn’t have mentioned it, but now he knows, “Although everyone has a quota for that thing, some people don’t sell it, and then transfer it out, there are benefits.”

Is there a benefit? Zhang Yu was surprised. Even if he searched through the original owner's memory, he still had no memory of this. "How can I give this benefit?"

If she didn't know, it would be fine, but now that she knows, she can't pretend she didn't know. Besides, this rice is so good that if possible, she can continue to use it next year if Sister Xia Lei still doesn't purchase it.

"I'll give you 20 cents per pound. If you have a good relationship with me, I'll even give you 10 cents." Zhao Yu whispered, "After those people buy it, they can sell it at a high price."

The rice they eat is from the farm, and even though it is often old rice instead of new rice, it is really better quality than the rice they eat at home.

"I don't know, but I heard from them that the rice can be easily sold for one yuan per pound on the black market."

Ahhh, Zhang Yu knew that the farm's rice was in great demand, but he didn't expect it to be sold at such a high price, "Does the farm know?"

As for this, Zhao Yu smiled and said, "What do you think? After all, it is the Spring Festival. No matter how stingy people are at other times, they will be very generous during the Spring Festival."

"Ten kilograms is too expensive, but buying one or two kilograms of rice is also fine."

Zhang Yu thought it was right, "Yes, and I saw they also delivered it to big cities, with this shipping fee."

"But I can make a lot of money." Zhao Yu has studied this. "I have always wondered where the rice and flour on the black market come from. Now I understand."

That's all? Zhang Yu smiled but said nothing. One hundred kilograms per person seemed like a lot, but many people took them home, and only a few ended up on the black market.

Not to mention, a lot of grain has already been taken away by some powerful people before it reaches the black market.

"Thank you." Zhang Yu hurried to find Zhao Tong. After all, she also got rice from the Xia family.

Zhao Tong looked at Zhang Yu stupidly, "I also heard about it from Zhao Yu. I don't know if it's true or not."

"Of course I have no way to find anyone to confirm it." This kind of thing, no matter who it is, will be hidden in various ways and will never be exposed.

Zhao Tong hummed, "But if it's Zhao Yu, his words are very credible."

Zhang Yu looked up at her in confusion. From the sound of it, it seemed that there should be no problem with Zhao Yu’s source of information?

She really never knew that Zhao Yu was such a know-it-all. She was really surprised.

Zhao Tong looked at Zhang Yu's puzzled expression and burst out laughing, "You don't know that your old classmate is a know-it-all, do you?"

Zhang Yu shook his head, "I don't know. Although he and I are classmates, and although he has a good relationship with my brother, my relationship with him is really not that good."

Even though she had already fallen out with Wang Yan on the train, she couldn't stand the way that guy looked at her every time, as if she was a fool, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

Zhang Yu would never contact someone unless it was necessary, and in this day and age men and women still keep their distance.

Even though Wang Yan has been very quiet these days and has not done anything out of the ordinary, and everyone has forgotten what she has done, Zhang Yu will not forget it.

From the original owner's experience, we know that this person is narrow-minded. No matter how good he is to her, if she doesn't do well in some way, this guy will remember it, not to mention that she has completely offended someone now.

Zhang Yu didn't know when someone would take action, and whether he would ruin her reputation like in her previous life, and make her marry a gangster. In short, she always made sure to keep her distance.

She tried to avoid the matters concerning the male educated youth as much as possible. Besides, Zhao Yu was probably a low-key person, so he would not know anything about it.

That's not right. Zhao Yu is obviously a low-key person, but why does Zhao Tong know that he is a well-informed person? There is something wrong. You know, they have no contact between them.