Chapter 145 Buy a bottle of Moutai

Chapter 145 Buy a bottle of Moutai

Chen Jianye’s goal is to become an eighth-level fitter.

Then I switched to engineer and climbed to the position of a technical leader.

It was the sixties and technology was important.

During the ten-year frenzy, he could go to Hong Kong and open a factory.

You know, since the 1960s, millions of workers have fled to Hong Kong cities, either to seek refuge or to find a way to make a living.

Cheap and high-quality labor has greatly increased the productivity of the port city.

In the mid-1960s, all you needed to do was open a small workshop in a port city, buy a few sets of equipment and hire a few workers.

Whether it is the production of clothes, toys, plastic flowers and other light industrial products.

Making money faster than printing money.

The top wealthy families in later generations, such as the Huo family and the Li family, all developed during this period.

Now that we have come to this era, we have a system.

Of course, Chen Jianye was not willing to be just an ordinary person.

As for now, we just need to lay a solid foundation and take away those people in the courtyard who have grudges against the Chen family.

Chen Jianye returned home and continued reading.

Then I checked my personal space and went to bed to rest.

Two o'clock in the morning.

Chen Jianye opened his eyes.

He was going to the black market at the foot of the Imperial City to sell the crops harvested in his portable space.

Chen Jianye put on his clothes, put on a hat, and covered his face with a cloth, leaving only his eyes and nose exposed.

The whole body is wrapped tightly.

Afterwards, Chen Jianye put the bicycle into his personal space and climbed over the wall to leave.

After leaving the courtyard, he rode his bicycle straight to the foot of the imperial city.

With the experience of setting up a stall and selling things for the first time, Chen Jianye was more natural this time and just followed the same method based on his first experience.

He stopped his bicycle about fifty or sixty meters away from the black market, put the bicycle into his personal space, and then took out a basket of sweet potatoes and a basket of potatoes.

He then placed the necessary items in a basket, shouldered the load, and walked into the black market.

After setting up the stall, Chen Jianye put up the price sign, sat on a small stool, and waited for customers to arrive.

"Brother, you just arrived?"

A bloated figure approached, speaking familiar words.

"Brother, here we go again."

Chen Jianye stood up.

He recognized the person in front of him by the voice.

It was an acquaintance who bought his crop products last time.

Of course, both parties were wrapped tightly, and apart from the familiar voices, nothing else was familiar.

"Here I am. I bought your sweet potatoes last time and my wife and kids were very satisfied."

"Weigh ten pounds for me this time."

The customer said.

"Okay, the price remains the same."

Chen Jianye picked up the scale and weighed it skillfully.

After that, the money was exchanged and the goods were delivered.

Ten kilograms of sweet potatoes went into the customer's cloth bag, and the other party also gave Chen Jianye two yuan and fifty cents.

'I still have repeat customers.'

A smile appeared on Chen Jianye's lips.

Anyone who has tasted the crops from the portable space will definitely buy some more to try.

Although the price he marked was ten percent higher than the normal price, most people were willing to accept the premium for the better taste.

It's like two grilled fish restaurants, one uses dead fish and costs a hundred yuan per pot.

A pot of live fish for a family costs 115 yuan.

If there is a lot of traffic, both stores can survive.

But the store selling live fish will definitely have better business.

Chen Jianye has been building up his reputation and setting up a stall here. His business will only get better and better in the future.

Then from time to time someone would buy Chen Jianye’s sweet potatoes or potatoes.

In less than half an hour, all the sweet potatoes were gone.

There is still more than half a basket of potatoes.

Chen Jianye picked up the carrying pole and left the black market.

When he returned, the two baskets on his shoulders were full of sweet potatoes and potatoes.

After three trips back and forth, Chen Jianye emptied all the food stored in his portable space.

He only left ten kilograms of sweet potatoes and potatoes for himself.

He couldn't eat too much by himself, and the space he had on him could grow a new batch in about ten days.

After selling the sweet potatoes and potatoes, Chen Jianye made an estimate in his mind.

He earned a little over 60 yuan this time.

I earned half more than last time.

But wanting to earn more is basically impossible.

His main focus at the moment is still on improving his skills.

It is impossible to focus on farming.

If he wanted to make money by farming, he could plant some sweet potatoes or potatoes every day.

After all, the fields he is currently cultivating only take up a very small part of the space he has on him.

Suppose he plants the land every day for ten days in a row.

If he repeats this cycle, he can harvest every day and bring hundreds of kilograms of sweet potatoes and potatoes to sell on the black market.

It’s too hard, Chen Jianye is too lazy to do it.

With two thousand yuan in cash in his pocket, plus the sixty-plus yuan he earned tonight, Chen Jianye was in no hurry to leave the black market.

He is going to buy something.

Strolling along the way, Chen Jianye bought pork, beef, and some crop seeds.

Finally he came to a stand selling alcohol.

"Brother, what kind of wine do you want to buy? I have all kinds of wine here, and the price is fair. Whatever the supply and marketing cooperative sells it for, we just double it."

There were five or six people standing at the beverage stall, one of whom was introduced as the stall owner.

The black market is full of all kinds of people, and without some skills, it is impossible to do the liquor business.

Even if you have made connections with the upper echelons and want to set up a stall to do the alcohol business, you still need to use force to deter.

If you sell alcohol alone, you might run into someone who is desperate and wants to get your alcohol and run away.

There is simply no way one person can do it.

There are five or six people standing in front of the stall. Anyone who wants to take advantage of the situation, even the boldest ones, have to think twice.

"I want Maotai, how much do you have?"

Chen Jianye asked in a low voice.

"I have as much as you want."

The stall owner laughed, full of confidence.

"Give me ten bottles. Do you have them in stock?"

Chen Jianye glanced across the beverage stall.

There were only two bottles of Moutai on the stall, which was far from enough for what he wanted.

"Of course."

The stall owner was full of confidence and lowered his voice: "Brother, ten bottles of Moutai cost a lot of money, are you serious about it?"

"Of course I really want it. Can I still joke with you?"

Chen Jianye took out a handful of loose bills from his pocket and showed them to the stall owner.

It means that I do have the ability and there is no doubt about it.

Chen Jianye thought very clearly that he had more money in his pocket than he could spend, so he had to buy something valuable.

The safest way is to buy Moutai.

After buying it, you can put it in your portable space and it will not deteriorate. After a few decades, its value will increase tens of thousands of times like a toy.

On the contrary, you will be cheated when selling antiques.

After all, he didn't have the eye for antiques.

The antique business is very complicated, and more than 2,000 yuan may not be enough.

It is possible to buy stamps, but Chen Jianye doesn’t know anyone and has no connections.

After much thought, it is still safest to buy Moutai.

"Haha, brother, you are an honest man. I believe you."

The stall owner chuckled and gave a look to the man next to him.

The latter left quietly.

Soon, he brought over a wooden box.

"Brother, there are twenty-four bottles of wine in the box. I'll get you ten bottles."

The stall owner reached out for the wine.

Chen Jianye's movements attracted a lot of people's attention.

The price of a bottle of Moutai is twenty-two yuan, and ten bottles of Moutai cost two hundred and twenty yuan!

It is definitely a large number.

Chen Jianye could feel the burning gazes of some people with ill intentions looking at him.

Skillful.

He spent a lot of money and wanted to make some money by fishing.

'I hope you won't let me down.'

Chen Jianye had a smile on his face, but his face was wrapped with several layers of cloth so no one else could see it.

"Brother, here are the ten bottles of Moutai you asked for."

The stall owner was very considerate. He separated the Moutai bottles with newspapers and placed them in a large cloth bag to prevent the Moutai bottles from colliding with each other and getting damaged.

Several people behind the stall were staring at Chen Jianye.

If Chen Jianye dared to say no, they would beat him up.

If you dare to tease me, you deserve to be beaten!

Chen Jianye reached into his pocket and pulled out a large stack of loose bills.

Among them were Jia Zhang’s loose bills and also the loose bills he earned twice on the black market.

There were too many loose tickets and he didn't want to keep them.

The stall owner was not annoyed and patiently counted the tickets.

In the end, I ordered two hundred and twenty yuan.