Away from the big book, the educated youth became the village favorite by running errands

After lunch in the afternoon, the group separated again, and Song Shuangshuang and Song Youlin went to an empty house outside the city.

Song Youlin discovered this house by accident. When they got up early in the morning, they didn't dare to walk on the main roads in the city, so they walked on the small roads. He suddenly wanted to relieve himself, so he walked into the woods by the roadside and found this empty house. He checked it carefully and found no signs that anyone had lived in the house. The house was covered with dust, the doors and windows were gone, and part of the roof had collapsed.

It was not much different from the house they rented in the village.

Song Youlin did not tell He Feiyang and the others about the house, he only told Song Shuangshuang.

So when they were doing business with Brother Hai today, the first place they thought of was this place. Although it was a bit remote, it was safe.

Not only does no one walk here, but there are also trees all around, so the house cannot be seen at all.

The brother and sister hurriedly cleaned the room inside and out, and then moved out all the rice and millet in the space. Although it was modern rice, the quality was not that good. This was what Song Shuangshuang found on the innermost shelf of the supermarket.

The bulk rice in a woven bag of 50 kilograms is not as shiny as the rice in plastic bags, but it is much better than the rice at this time.

Song Shuangshuang had seen rice sold on the black market before. Not only was the husk not removed cleanly, but there was also sand mixed in the rice. It had to be washed several times before it was clean. She had even tasted small stones in the rice when she ate it at a state-owned restaurant before.

Millet is also sold in bulk. Which supermarket doesn't sell grain in bulk? The only trouble is that she and Youlin have to put the rice into the food bags of this era by themselves.

When the brother and sister finished their work, the agreed time was almost up. They stepped on a lot of footprints outside the house, pretending that someone was delivering something, and then went into the house to wait for Brother Hai to bring people over.

Not long after, I heard the sound of wheels squeaking on the snow, thinking that they had arrived. After receiving the signal, Song Youlin came out of the house.

"Brother Hai, you are here. We have also got the food. Come in and inspect the goods."

Brother Hai signaled his men to keep watch nearby, and he followed the siblings into the house to inspect the goods. He randomly opened a sack, grabbed a handful of rice from it to check, and reached in to rummage around.

"We usually check the goods in this way to prevent any contamination." Brother Hai explained to his brother and sister, "I'm not afraid of you two laughing at me. When I first started this business, I had no experience. I met a man who looked honest and simple. I thought he had no bad intentions, so I only checked the top layer. But when I got back, I found that the bastard had put two stones in it! I got scolded for this."

Song Youlin didn't want to let this fall, so he added, "Brother Hai, take a look, there is definitely nothing else hidden. If you are worried, just put these food into your bags." Unless you put something in there yourself.

That being said, Brother Hai couldn't really change the food bags on the spot, that would be too much of a slap in the face. But he didn't open every bag for inspection, he just randomly opened 4 or 5 bags to take a look.

After the inspection, we started talking about the price.

"I am a down-to-earth person. The quality of your rice is indeed much better than the black market rice. I will also raise the price for you. Rice will be 55 cents per pound, and millet will still be 25 cents. What do you think?"

Brother Hai thought that the rice that the brother and sister took out would be sold at 7 cents and there would be people willing to buy it, and it was almost the New Year, so it would definitely sell well.

In fact, Song Shuangshuang expected the same price. Rice is not easy to carry and sell by yourself. A family can't sell more than a few kilograms and it's quite heavy. It's better to sell it directly to Brother Hai to save trouble. Just get him the goods once in a while.

"Okay! Let's take this price." Song Youlin agreed readily.

Hai Ge liked this kind of straightforwardness, so he took out a stack of money from his pocket and started counting it. He counted out more than 60 big unity bills and handed them over, "Come on, count them too! Don't make a mistake!"

After counting the money, Song Youlin put it in his pocket. "The payment is complete. Brother, take your time moving the goods. We're leaving first. If you need anything else, we'll go to the black market to find you."

The brother and sister walked out of the door and headed for the city, disappearing in a flash. Brother Hai, who was standing at the door, just wanted to laugh, and thought the brother and sister were quite interesting.

If you say they are timid, they still dare to cooperate with him and bring so much food here without any tough-looking man to rule the place; if you say they are brave, they just take the money and leave, running faster than anyone else, for fear that he will catch up and attack them.

Brother Hai shook his head and asked his brothers to load the food back onto the truck. He also warned them to "keep their mouths shut, don't ask around, and don't have any bad intentions."

Song Shuangshuang and Song Youlin did not rest after returning to the city. They bought things from the supermarket and went around the streets.

Selling to Brother Hai means quick money. Although they are slow in going from street to street, the unit price is high, and no one would complain about having too much money.

Song Shuangshuang made about 100 yuan this afternoon. She calculated that she made more than 1,000 yuan today, not counting the money from He Feiyang and his friends. If they come a few more times before the New Year and their business is as good as today, she and her brother will be millionaires by the time of the New Year!

Just think about it!

After returning to the village and having dinner in the evening, the four of them started to settle accounts again. The money that the siblings had "advanced" was given to Song Shuangshuang, and He Feiyang divided the money with Tan Anjing.

"Business was good today and I made a lot of money. If I continue to earn this much, I'll be able to save enough to buy a bicycle ticket before the autumn harvest next year. If I make a few more trips after the harvest, I'll have enough money for a bicycle by the New Year."

He Feiyang couldn't help but imagine his life with a bicycle.

Tan Anjing was listening on the side, and after a while she said that she had sent a letter to her family, asking them to help her get a bicycle ticket.

The three of them looked over in surprise.

"What's wrong?" Tan Anjing was a little confused by the look on her face.

"Anjing, didn't you say before that you wanted to rely on yourself? Why are you..." Song Shuangshuang hesitated to speak.

Tan Anjing lowered her head and picked at her fingers, hesitatingly saying, "I'm afraid of holding you back. My dad works in the supply and marketing cooperative, so it shouldn't be difficult for him to get a bicycle ticket. So I thought of asking him to help me get one." The more he spoke, the less confident he became.

She also felt that she had no future. She had previously said with great ambition that she would not rely on her family, but as soon as she encountered some problems, she turned to her family for help again.

"I thought I'd wait for my dad to get the bicycle ticket and mail it to me. Then I'll mail the money I've earned back to him. It won't be considered as taking advantage of him..."

Having said that, Tan Anjing felt that what she did was pretty good.

The other three held their foreheads helplessly and said, "You send the money back, aren't you afraid that your family will come to Jiangjia Village and ask you where the money came from?" They could imagine what the reaction of Tan Anjing's family would be when they received the money. They would probably want to drive over overnight to find out who led his daughter astray!

"It shouldn't be...right?" Tan Anjing was not sure either.

"Let's talk about it later. You've already sent the letter, and you can't get it back. If all else fails, call home next time you go into town and find an excuse to get away with it. We'll find a way to get the bicycle ticket ourselves."

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