Sumu wood in the quadrangle welcomes spring

Chapter 19 Mobile Warehousing
Niulanshan Liquor Workshop.

There are more than a dozen wineries in this place, but this one is unique. Emperor Qianlong was full of praise for the wine brewed by his ancestors.

That's why this family dared to name it after Niulan Mountain, and named it Liquor Workshop.

The person in charge of this generation was named Niu, and Su Mu called him Uncle Niu.

"Uncle Niu, I'm here to drink again."

After making four or five trips in a month and a half, Su Mu deliberately went to get to know Uncle Niu better.

Now the results are obvious, not only the face is familiar, but also the inside is [-]% to [-]% familiar.

Su Mu took out the defense cigarette from his pocket, and Uncle Niu's eyes lit up.

I bought it from the military service station. It's okay to use it to scare the old village chief.

"Okay, boy, the major defenses have been drawn. How much will you draw this time? I'll have someone pretend for you."

A cigarette still has its charm.

In the past, it was Su Mu who urged me to load the car, but this time Uncle Niu took the initiative to arrange it.

"Uncle Niu, I took on a big job this time, so I had to make a few trips..."

At first, Uncle Niu didn't take it seriously. The largest brewing workshop within a radius of twenty miles was here. He had stock, and stock represented confidence.

But the number reported by Su Mu still stunned Uncle Niu for several seconds.

"Hey, dear, who are you sending this to? Can you sell it?"

Su Mu smiled and said nothing, raised the defense cigarette in his hand, and stuffed the whole box into Uncle Niu's hand.

"Oh, no wonder then."

Uncle Niu put his hands in his pockets tacitly and suddenly realized.

The three large tanks of wine were put on the cart, and Uncle Niu helped Sumu tie them up with ropes.

Su Mu took out the money for the drink, and Uncle Niu took it, counted it, took out two big bills and three small bills and handed them back.

"Uncle Niu, how about you count again?"

"No need to count, just this number. From now on, when you come to drink, I'll give you 8 cents and 2 cents."

"Hey, thank you then."

Erguotou costs 8 cents per catty, and the shipping fee is not cheap. The tavern sells it for 5 cents per catty, which is a small profit but quick turnover.

Su Mu had no intention of making money from this, but he didn't expect an unexpected surprise.

Uncle Niu looked at the back of Su Mu who was pedaling away on a scooter with all his strength. He put his fingers into his arms and touched the cigarette case. After thinking for a moment, he took out the cigarette rod and lit it.

"A nice lad."

Su Mu had no idea that the proprietress Xu of the tavern, who had just become the director of the neighborhood committee, would personally write to Uncle Niu.

At this time, he was still lamenting that there were still more good people than bad people.

The further away from that yard, the more good people you can meet.

Gritting her teeth, Hanako rode for about three miles and detoured through a wild forest before she was finally free.

By the time Sumu took the shuttle bus back to the city, it was actually not even four o'clock.

So Su Mu simply went back home first.

There are noodles and vegetables at home, and you can eat whatever you want to eat. The key is not to look too ostentatious.

What kind of family is this? They go out to restaurants every day.

This kind of extravagant behavior is seriously inconsistent with Su Mu's previous living environment and is not conducive to his principle of living a low-key life.

When I get home, I cook and think.

There are not only taverns at the front door of the capital, but also taverns and canteens on many streets that provide wine to guests.

If you can contact a few more regular jobs like transporting wine in taverns, it will be equivalent to a stable income.

Initially, Sumu considered two points.

First, it is to use the characteristics of space to carry wine to earn the transportation price difference.

Although some larger hotels and restaurants will hire farmers to use tricycles to haul drinks. Although it is more efficient, the cost is higher.

Su Mu, on the other hand, can boast that he is young and has good physical strength and pay cash on delivery within half a day.

In fact, when I have time, I go to Niulan Mountain to buy wine and stay in the space first.

This is how major online platforms in later generations will deal with logistics efficiency: warehousing.

Sumu utilizes the spatial characteristics to completely radiate the entire capital.This is the unique profit point brought by Gold Finger.

Secondly, Su Mu had a lot of small money in his pocket.

There was a lack of evidence for the origin of the money, so Su Mu didn't dare to spend it.

But, use the money to exchange for wine, and then give it to pubs and restaurants...

Isn’t a small amount of money clean and tidy?

Now that the purchase price is unexpectedly 3 cents per catty, the operational space and profits will become even greater.

However, the more things go smoothly, the more vigilant you need to be.

Pride and arrogance are often the beginning of disaster.

Su Mu, who has read the "Tao Te Ching" deeply, knows the truth of "light does not shine, still water runs deep".

Negligence may lead to disaster, but caution will not.

So, keep a low profile and don’t be ostentatious.

Su Mu silently reminded himself while rolling the noodles with steaming hands.

at dusk.

Su Mu hid deep in the woods, looking at the mark he had made on the cement pipe from a distance.

Jia Dongxu did not go home with his colleagues in the hospital tonight. He had to do something big.

For this reason, he fell into a trance twice while operating the equipment and almost hurt himself.

As he got closer and closer to the back door of the factory, Jia Dongxu became more and more nervous.

Whether you can solve your family's food shortage problem once and for all depends on whether you can take this step and meet the person you meet on the black market.

In spring and summer, the steel rolling mill gets off work at 6 o'clock. When Jia Dongxu came out, the workers were almost gone.

He walked on the side of the cement pipe, tilting his neck and looking at each pipe.

Finally, he walked to the penultimate cement pipe and saw the three seemingly random piles of soil he had been looking forward to all day.

Stand still.

look around.

I saw someone waving in the direction of the grove.

Familiar clothes, and the gray plaid mask.

It's him.

Jia Dongxu was so excited that he couldn't help but grin.

He ran over in three steps at a time.

"Is this how you deal?"

Su Mu first looked at Jia Dongxu's unobstructed face, and then at his hands.

Doesn’t this girl know how to avoid suspicion?

Do you plan to carry flour like this through the market and carry it directly home?
"Ah, I brought food stamps and money. They are all here..."

"I'm not talking about this. When someone asks you where the flour comes from, what do you say?"

Only then did Jia Dongxu suddenly realize.

He scratched the back of his head and said a little embarrassedly: "It is indeed a bit negligent. But don't worry, I will find a way myself, let's trade first."

According to what was said before, Jia Dongxu used the remaining food stamps and supplementary money to trade 20 kilograms of flour with Sumu.

"I'll give you this sack. Whenever you need it next time, come find me."

Su Mu was about to leave, but Jia Dongxu quickly called him to stop him.

"that……"

Jia Dongxu was not sure whether he could find Sumu again, and he didn't want to take risks by running to Xiaoshi again and again.

In the world of good boys like them, Xiaoshi is full of risks and dangers.

If you are caught with a red armband, your job may be affected.

"Excuse me, can you get another 20 kilograms of flour next week?"

"Do you still have food stamps?"

(End of this chapter)