Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Although there are many things in Zeng Wangcai's space, there are only a few that can be used for trading at present.

Grain, fish and meat are not convenient to display, only wine can be displayed. Moreover, now is a difficult time, and wine has a premium, otherwise Xu Huizhen would not have rashly raised the price just now.

"Wine? You have wine? I can get wine too." Master Wu smiled but didn't do anything.

Zeng Wangcai didn't say anything. He just opened the lid of the Wuliangye bottle and poured some of the liquor onto the small table in front of Wu Ye.

To be honest, Zeng Wangcai doesn't drink and doesn't know much about wine. He doesn't know what Wuliangye tastes like now, and I guess not many people know it.

However, he is sure that once the strong-aroma flavor of Wuliangye comes out, people who know wine will be able to smell it.

Xu Huizhen is a good example.

"Hey, that's interesting!" Uncle Wu sniffed and used the hand that was not playing with walnuts to dip a little of the wine on the table and put it into his mouth.

After smacking his lips a few times, Master Wu's eyes lit up.

"Seventh Brother, come out for a moment. There's something good here. Come and take a look!" Fifth Master shouted towards the front yard.

After a while, a shirtless man walked in from the moon gate in the front yard. He was a big and strong man, probably in his thirties.

Walking into the yard, the man named Lao Qi walked slowly at first, but he stopped after a few steps and sniffed the air vigorously.

"There's wine, good wine!" Old Seven quickened his pace, quickly came to Fifth Master, and found his target, "Fuck, who is wasting things? Wine is for drinking, not for pouring."

Lao Qi cursed, then leaned over, stuck out his tongue, and licked the wine on the table clean bit by bit.

After licking the wine, Lao Qi was still not satisfied: "Good wine, what a waste, there are sorghum, wheat, glutinous rice, corn... and rice in it..."

Awesome! This guy is a drunkard. He can taste the grain ingredients in the wine just by licking it.

"Fifth brother, is this good thing from this little brother?" Old Seven asked as he sat down, reached out to take the bottle and took a sip, nodding his head as he savored it like a scholar reading a book of sages.

"Little brother, you've passed the test!" Wu Ye said with a smile, "Your wine has caught my brother's eye, it's a good thing. Let's not talk about food and other things for now, let's talk about this wine, how do you plan to sell it?"

Zeng Wangcai had no idea how to get out. He just came to test the waters and had no plans to leave yet.

He asked tentatively, "Master Wu, what's your price?"

"Haha..." Master Wu laughed again, "You little rascal, you want money? I'll give you 1.5 yuan per pound for this wine. If you want more, I can raise the price. You want the goods or the tickets, it depends on what you want."

Zeng Wangcai naturally wanted money, and he didn't plan to get the bicycle ticket here because that thing was too sensitive and could be easily traced.

However, he felt that the price of one dollar and fifty cents was too low. One hundred bottles of wine were needed for one bicycle. Considering the current shortage of at least three bicycles, he would need three hundred bottles of wine.

He has plenty of liquor, but possession is possession and business is business. He can't be made a sucker. Besides, the more he has, the bigger the target will be, and the less safe he will be.

After a while, the price of liquor will definitely be more than this. Regardless of whether it is Wuliangye or not, a bottle of Moutai is already three yuan now. Why is it being sold at such a low price?

"Too low!" Zeng Wangcai laughed, "Fifth Master, your price is too low. Don't look at me as young as you. This is not how business is done. Let's take the current market as an example. Grain is getting more expensive day by day. Wine should increase accordingly. Besides, this is good wine. Your brother's reaction just now says it all."

"Oh, I underestimated you!" Wu Ye said seriously, "You are right. Wine is indeed getting more expensive day by day, but why should I pay a high price for your wine? My brothers also need to eat, right?"

"What Fifth Master said makes sense." Zeng Wangcai simply stood up and said, "I'll give this bottle of wine to Fifth Master. Thank you for your care last time. I'll ask for your care in the future if I have business."

It’s okay if you don’t sell it!

Zeng Wangcai didn't know much about business, but he understood the basic principles. Now it was a seller's market, so there was nothing that couldn't be sold. At worst, he could be safe and sell a dozen bottles at a time to Xu Huizhen. It would be a little troublesome at most.

The Fifth Master and the Seventh Master smiled at each other. The former said, "He is quite cunning. Even though he has never done business before, he is a novice, but he has a very smart mind."

"Fifth brother, give me a real number. This wine is very hard to come by. Even if we don't sell it, it's good for us brothers to keep it and drink it slowly." said the seventh brother.

Wu Ye nodded and said, "That's right. So, little brother, tell me how much you have and I'll give you a new price."

Hearing Lao Qi say that he drank it himself, Zeng Wangcai felt relieved. As long as he didn't sell it again, the risk would be much smaller.

He asked again tentatively: "Master Wu, how much do you want?"

After all, he was still a little greedy and wanted to achieve his goal in one go, so he made this attempt.

"Ask me how much I want? This is the first time someone asks me this." Fifth Master really laughed, and Old Seven and the others also laughed.

Cao Datong reminded Zeng Wangcai while beating his drum: "Brother Wangcai, just tell me how much you want to sell. Wu Ye can eat it no matter how much."

Damn, this is bullshit. The wine in my space is measured in containers, and you ask me how much I have?

Forget it. I won’t get angry with you. It’s not worth it.

"If it's 300 kilograms, how much would you offer, Master Wu?" Zeng Wangcai asked back.

"One dollar and eight cents."

"Low!"

"Haha, two pieces, that's enough, little brother. You have to give the brothers a sip of water."

Honestly speaking, in the current market conditions, you can make a profit on all three levels, but considering that you can only sell the liquor in bulk, it’s a bit of a disadvantage.

Zeng Wangcai thought for a moment and said, "What would Master Wu bid for 500 kilograms?"

"Five hundred kilograms?" Master Wu frowned, "Just tell me how much of this kind of wine you have!"

Five hundred kilograms is a very remarkable number now, but don’t forget that the new grain has not yet arrived.

"Forget it, just 300 kilograms. It will be enough. But I don't have a wine jar, so Master Wu has to give me a few." Zeng Wangcai was too lazy to talk about it anymore. He would talk about it later, when the price goes up. Anyway, this time he was just exploring, so it would be better if the quantity was not large.

The agreed quantity was 300 kilograms. Zeng Wangcai asked Wu Ye to put the wine jar in a place and find a time to get it, and then send it over when the wine was out.

After finalizing the deal and getting the address, Zeng Wangcai said goodbye and left.

"Seventh Brother, what do you think?" Fifth Master asked after Zeng Wangcai left.

"There's something fishy about this kid. He definitely has more than 300 kilograms of liquor. Fifth brother, do you want to check out his background?"

"Forget it, it's better to have less trouble than more. Just treat it as a good relationship. Three hundred kilograms of wine is not a big deal. It's not worth it. When the wine comes, just keep it for the brothers to drink as you said, and don't sell it."

"Fifth brother is so heroic!"

On the other side, Zeng Wangcai and Cao Datong came out of Wu Ye's courtyard. On the way, Zeng Wangcai briefly asked about Wu Ye's background. Cao Datong didn't say much, but just said what he could, saying that Wu Ye was one of the best figures in the pigeon market.

There was still too little information for Zeng Wangcai to judge more, but he had the same idea as Wu Ye. Three hundred kilograms of wine, a total of six hundred yuan, would be a big deal for an ordinary person, but for one of the most powerful people in Pigeon City, it would probably be nothing.

Since neither side had agreed on a firm time, Zeng Wangcai was not in a hurry and planned to get the tickets first.

Just when Zeng Wangcai went to Gezi City, there was progress in the matters surrounding him at the steel mill.

Director Zhang was not wrong. When Old Man Liu stopped the car and talked to Zeng Wangcai, he was noticed by someone with ulterior motives.

After everything returned to normal at the steel mill, Li Huaide, the deputy director in charge of logistics and other departments, began to investigate...