Earn tens of billions in the era after binding the sycophant system

Chapter 50 Make a fortune, make a fortune!

Xu Zishan shuddered with goosebumps, "Go to hell, you won't fall in love with me!"

Don't, I'm not even interested in you half a dime.

"The town has already taken the sacks away. They brought you some agricultural products. Thank you for your help." Xu Zishan pointed to the supplies in the truck and said, "Do you want someone to unload them or send them somewhere?"

Meng Shaochen saw the rice and vegetables on the truck, especially 50 large watermelons.

The big watermelon on the market hasn't come down yet, it's a rarity and the price isn't cheap.

"The rice is a tribute rice from the Acropolis, and the output is not too much. It is good to eat by yourself or as a gift; the big watermelon is a new variety of seedless watermelon, which is very sweet."

What Xu Zishan meant by saying this was to tell Meng Shaochen that the things she sent were of high quality, enough to withstand the value of the sack.

"It didn't cost much to take those sacks. They asked me to do things. You are too out of touch." Meng Shaochen said, unconsciously with a sense of superiority.

The things Xu Zishan gave looked very good, and he wanted to give them to the director and the city's senior officials.

He had already imitated the couplets she showed a few days ago and figured out two pairs, and planned to give them to high-ranking officials at the right time, and he could get a promotion himself.

He felt more and more that Xu Zishan was his lucky star. Fortunately, the Han family rejected the marriage, so he and her had time to start over.

Xu Zishan didn't know that he was thinking so much, if he knew, he would tell him that narcissism is a disease and must be cured!

His favor is repaid, and the two are cleared.

Kite Street, the famous black market.

She went there at dusk, and before going out, she put her hair up in a bun, wore a straw hat, and her clothes were Shen Yaqin's old clothes.

The black market is also open during the day, but at night there are more people and transactions are faster.

Since the beginning of the year, there have been signs of policy loosening, and the entire Kite Street, one street and two alleys are full of stalls.

In addition to short-selling supplies, second-hand clothes and old clothes, there are all kinds of food stalls.

Since the implementation of public-private partnerships, the dim sum stalls and breakfast shops outside usually belong to the food company, and the sales price and quantity are controlled by the superiors.

But in the black market, this is completely their own booth.

Xu Zishan walked around a few times, got a rough idea of ​​the goods and processes traded here, and then looked for the shipping location.

The bright places under the street lights and the places with convenient transportation are all fixed sites of some old stall owners. She didn't want to cause trouble, so she directly found a place a little far away from the street lights.

Two baskets were released, one was filled with watermelons, and the other was turned upside down to serve as a bench.

It is hot in June, and watermelons have not been on the market in large quantities, which is a rarity.

In less than 2 minutes, several people came over and asked, "How do you sell watermelons?"

"4 cents, seedless watermelon, cooked and sweet."

The price of 4 cents is not expensive at all, and the fruit costs 2 cents and 3 cents when it is in season. I have only heard of seedless watermelon, and it is a fruit specially eaten by special people.

4 cents is definitely worth it.

Those who didn't want to buy the goods originally also participated in the mad grabbing.

"I want it all."

"What are you grabbing, I want it too!"

Xu Zishan saw them scrambling and said, "First come, first served, one basket is exactly 50 catties, 20 yuan."

Immediately, someone gave Xu Zishan two coupons and shouted loudly: "I paid for it, it's all mine."

Everyone else said angrily, "Why do you eat alone?"

The man said, "Why do you eat alone? First come, first served. I asked the price first."

The man moved all the watermelons into his basket and turned to leave. Xu Zishan saw him coming with a tricycle, so he asked him, "I have premium rice, do you want it?"

The man's eyes lit up: "What kind of premium rice? Do you have a sample?"

"Yes, it's even better than Acropolis Gongmi."

"How do you want to sell it?"

"5 hairs."

Outside, ordinary rice sells for 1 cents, and small station rice costs 5 cents, and food stamps are required.But Xiaozhan rice is special food for special people, and money can't buy it.

The black market can ask for a lot of money and pay back the money on the spot, no one supervises, it's all voluntary.

Whether you want a ticket or not, and how much the price is, are all negotiated by both parties, and the deal will be made if you are satisfied.

The man said, "I want to see the goods first."

Xu Zishan took away the upside-down basket under his buttocks, and there was half a bag of rice under the basket.

The man looked at it, smelled it, his eyes lit up, my God, this rice is plump, crystal clear, sweet and fragrant, like a little hand, hooking out the greedy worms in the stomach.

The rice was too fragrant, and the people who were about to disperse gathered together again, stretched out their hands to grab the rice, put it in their mouths, chewed it, and asked about the price of the rice.

Two people said to the person who bought the watermelon: "Brother, if you have money, you can earn it together. You can't grab it all yourself."

The few people who didn't get the watermelon asked Xu Zishan, "How much of this kind of rice do you have?"

Xu Zishan asked, "How much money do you have?"

Everyone became interested all of a sudden, little girl, with a big tone.

Seeing her wearing a straw hat and a mask all the time, I thought that this person might be from the Grain Bureau, and the food might be stolen from the Grain Bureau.

"I want 1000 yuan, do you have it?"

5 cents a catty, 1000 yuan, that is a ton of rice.

Xu Zishan said to come with me.

The one who bought the watermelon hurriedly said, "I asked first, and I want it too."

"How much do you want?"

"I want 300 yuan." He only brought more than 300 yuan.

"Okay, come with me!"

Someone else yelled, "Me too."

Xu Zishan waved his hand and said, "If you want rice and watermelon, follow me."

Boy, where is this taking them?
Anyway, she is just a girl, so what are you afraid of!
It was already very easy for Xu Zishan to control the movement with his mental power, and he released Lao Zhou's big truck at the entrance of Kite Street.

Take everyone to the big truck, point to the big baskets and big bags full of trucks and say: "If you want, take the money!"

Most of the black market transactions are one-shot transactions, who will talk to you about friendship!
Rice is sold in a sack, 100 yuan a sack, not retail.

The first person rushed to pay her 1000 yuan, Xu Zishan counted the money and said, "Move."

When the man moved the food, he was still thinking about whether he could take advantage of it and move an extra bag while it was dark.

As a result, he found that, except for the 10 sacks of rice, all the other sacks and large baskets were densely blocked by a kind of rattan, and when touched, it hurt like a dog bites.

And there is a scale next to the car, and the scale is high, so you don't lose one or two.

This little girl, be steady!

Impressed.

Those who followed got rice.

A truckload of rice was not enough to sell. A truckload of rice and watermelons were sold in a short while. Xu Zishan drove the truck and left Kite Street immediately.

There is a rule of one line, no return or exchange after buying and selling, only ask about the sale, not where it came from.

Xu Zishan sold in the black market for three consecutive days. Except for the first day when she made a sale, she had to test it out. In the next two days, everyone knew that there was a girl who sold goods that were scarce and cheap, so they waited for her at the street corner.

As soon as she appeared, they flocked to her, and no matter what she offered, she would just grab the goods with money.

There is no need to set up a stall in Kite Street.

The supplies she sells, such as food, vegetables, and fruits, are not only fresh, but all of them are rare goods, and they can make a lot of money by reselling them.

Short of two scales?It does not exist, all the weights are weighed by the space super scale, and there are four digits after the decimal point!

In these three days, from 6 o'clock in the evening to 6 o'clock in the morning, she delivered goods and collected money all night for 12 hours.

20 trucks were pulled in consecutive nights, and the price was one to five times higher than that of Xipu Town.

For the last trip, it was already around 5:[-] in the morning, and the belly of the Oriental fish was exposed, and it was already dawn.

Xu Zishan yawned and said, "I'm too tired today, go to bed and talk about it tonight."

Those who didn't get the goods said angrily, "Come early in the evening and bring more rice and white noodles."

Xu Zishan came out of the black market in a truck. He wanted to cross a street and put the truck away to hide his traces, but suddenly the warning sounded.

【Alert~Someone is following you, please confirm whether you are attacking or not】

(End of this chapter)