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

Song Shuangshuang told Song Youlin her thoughts, and Song Youlin silently gave his sister a thumbs up.

His sister's brain works really quickly!

The brother and sister still came in carrying the basket and found a seat in the corner. One of them watched while the other controlled his consciousness to look for the red cloth and the large flowered cloth in the space.

It must have been sorted out by the two of them before, otherwise it would have been difficult to find.

The red sheets in the supermarket are all in the size of 220*240. Song Youlin even wanted to cut the sheets in half vertically and sell them as cloth, but he even picked up the scissors and put them down again.

The main reason is that it is difficult for him to operate alone, and he is also worried that it will not sell well after cutting it, so it is better to sell the whole piece.

You can buy it and use it as bed sheets or make clothes out of it, the quality is there anyway.

Song Youlin first took out five red sheets, and then took out two old coarse cloth sheets with patterns that were more in line with this era.

"Brother, can you give me a price?" Song Shuangshuang had never bought fabrics of this era.

"Me? I haven't bought any cloth either."

The brother and sister looked at each other in confusion, neither knowing how to set the price.

"Come on, let's go to the supply and marketing cooperative to ask about the price first." Don't sell for half a day without making any money! That's ridiculous!

"Okay." Song Shuangshuang picked up the basket and followed Song Youlin out.

The guy collecting money at the door knew the brother and sister, and the moment he saw them arriving, he went next door to look for Brother Hai.

The two of them ran into Brother Hai head-on.

"Brother, sister, why didn't you two come to see me when you came? Did you have breakfast this morning? Come to my place for something to eat?"

Brother Hai was having breakfast in the house. When he heard his subordinates say that they saw the Little God of Wealth's brother and sister coming to the black market, he put down his chopsticks and came over. He didn't expect that the brother and sister were about to leave.

How did he offend these two little gods of wealth?

"Good morning, Brother Hai. We have already had dinner. What are you doing...?" Song Shuangshuang expected that someone would come to look for Brother Hai, but she didn't expect that Brother Hai would come so soon.

"Well, I heard that you two came to the black market, so I wanted to see what good stuff you two got. Why are you leaving right after you got here?"

Although he had sold out all the goods that the Little God of Wealth siblings had given him some time ago, he did not want them to come to his territory and disrupt the market. This was what they had agreed on before, otherwise how would he make money in the future!

How could Song Youlin not see what Brother Hai meant? Since they started working with Brother Hai, he and his sister had rarely come to the black market. This time, Brother Hai came just a few minutes after they arrived. He must be afraid that they would sell things on the black market without his knowledge and undermine the price.

"I got some other things and wanted to see if I could sell them on the black market. It's not good to bother you with such a small thing. When we got here, we remembered that the red cloth doesn't seem to have the same price as other cloths, so we thought of going to the supply and marketing cooperative to inquire about the price." Song Youlin pulled a corner of the bed sheet to show Brother Hai.

Brother Hai thought it was something else, but it turned out to be just a few floral sheets.

Brother Hai glared at the younger brother who reported the news to him. He had no idea what the brother and sister were selling and why they were reporting the news to him! !

How embarrassing for him!

Song Shuangshuang and Song Youlin also noticed Hai Ge's look, but pretended not to see it.

They are not making friends with Brother Hai, it's just a relationship of interest, there is no reason to be unhappy about it.

"We haven't talked for a long time. So, you two can go to my place for some tea and let my people go and find out!"

Brother Hai said these polite words, trying to make up for it in order to prevent the brother and sister from being unhappy and not supplying him with goods, and then giving the goods to others.

"It's okay, brother Hai. My sister and I didn't bring anything today, so we just wanted to go shopping. You don't have to control us. We can talk about it next time when we have the chance."

Seeing this, Brother Hai couldn't keep the two of them any longer, and personally sent them back to the right path.

After coming back, Brother Hai asked others to keep an eye on the black market intersection, and brought the person who reported the news back to him and kicked him in the butt.

"That's how clever you are! You saw clearly what the siblings were selling and came to tell me? And you're acting so mysterious! You did this to me!

I tell you, if you really offend those little gods of wealth, you will never get to eat meat again!"

Brother Hai kept cursing and swearing, and his subordinates didn't dare to say a word.

"Okay, get out. Tell them to be smart. As long as the siblings don't sell pork or grain, they can sell whatever they want on the black market. If anyone comes to inspect, report it to them immediately. Do you understand?"

"I know, I know."

After everyone left, Brother Hai looked at the food on the table and had just taken two bites of it. He suddenly lost his appetite, smacked his lips, and picked up the chopsticks.

"Forget it, eat it. Don't waste it." This was all earned bit by bit by him!

The brother and sister walked around the supply and marketing cooperative and, as expected, received a lot of cold stares. This gave them an idea of ​​how much the red cloth cost.

Because the eldest brother of the Song family was not married, the siblings did not know that in order to buy these wedding items, they not only needed money and tickets, but also a marriage certificate issued by the Civil Affairs Bureau.

"Sister, are we selling our bed sheets as a whole sheet? Or do we have to cut them into pieces? The supply and marketing cooperative sells cloth by the meter."

In the supply and marketing cooperative, a foot of cloth costs 5 cents, and a meter costs yuan. Their bed sheet is more than two meters long and twice as wide as the cloth in the supply and marketing cooperative, so it must be sold for at least yuan.

"Just sell it as a whole piece, 10 yuan a piece, no bargaining, no cutting."

Song Shuangshuang thought this price was very suitable. This was on the black market, not for charity. If you think it's too expensive, just get a ticket and go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy it!

"Okay! I'll listen to you."

The brother and sister returned to the black market.

What's more, there were actually people who came to buy cloth, and their eyes lit up when they saw the red cloth in the basket.

"Girl, how do you sell this cloth?"

"Twenty dollars."

When people heard the price, they were shocked and kept saying it was too expensive and too unscrupulous.

Song Shuangshuang was very upset and didn't tolerate this person at all.

"Big sister, have you ever been to the black market? Why don't you shout louder and call the girl with red sleeves over? If you think it's too expensive, go to the supply and marketing cooperative!"

Song Shuangshuang's voice was quite loud, attracting the attention of everyone around, and even Brother Hai's men noticed the movement.

The sister-in-law blushed and lowered her voice a lot, "How can you talk like that! I said it's expensive, it's only 1.2 yuan per meter in the supply and marketing cooperative."

Song Shuangshuang rolled her eyes and said, "Then go to the supply and marketing cooperative and buy some red cloth that doesn't require a ticket!"

It’s true. No matter what you ask, they complain that it’s expensive. Nothing is cheap on the black market.

When people nearby heard that there was red cloth, many of them came over to ask the price. Of course, there were also those who came simply to join in the fun.

Song Shuangshuang couldn't just casually unfold the red cloth in the black market, so she pulled out a corner of the bed sheet and told him the size.

The price was prohibitive for most people, except for a middle-aged woman who did not dress like a rural person and bought one without even asking the price.

As for the big sister who came to ask the price at the beginning and complained it was too expensive, she had disappeared long ago.

Song Shuangshuang didn't take it to heart and just thought that this person had some shortcomings.

In this day and age, where else can you sell things cheaper than at the supply and marketing cooperatives, and without tickets?

What are you thinking!