Chapter 200 My sweet potatoes are a bit expensive

Chapter 200 My sweet potatoes are a bit expensive

Qin Huairu was too lazy to quarrel with Jia Zhang.

Even if you win the argument against Jia Zhang in this regard, you will have to argue back if Jia Zhang changes her angle later.

If Jia Zhang lost the argument again.

She will definitely say later that she is exhausted from working in the steel mill and has to support the entire Jia family.

Eat my food and drink my drinks, what's wrong with letting me say a few words?

Qin Huairu really couldn't bear to hear Jia Zhang say such dirty words, as if she and her children were a burden to the Jia family.

Just pretend not to hear what Jia Zhang is saying now.

After arguing with Jia Zhang, I was the one who suffered in the end.

After finishing her meal, Jia Zhang walked out of the house and stood at the door with her hands on her hips.

Chen Jianye eats meat every meal.

So what?

Jia Zhangshi no longer needs to be envious.

Because she will be eating meat every meal in the future.

Chen Jianye pushed the cart out and saw Jia Zhang standing at the door with a sneer on his face.

Yu Li’s words just now gave him some ideas.

If the meat that Sha Zhu gave to the Jia family was really brought from the factory, it would definitely arouse envy.

He only needs to give a slight push, and those who want to fool Zhu will surely be eager to take action.

Chen Jianye came to the Ran family, greeted Ran's father and mother, and then took Ran Qiuye out.

The two of them strolled around, and as usual, Chen Jianye came to the dark place and asked Ran Qiuye to help with glue.

The alley was completely silent, with only the chirping of insects.

call!

After venting his anger, Chen Jianye breathed a sigh of relief.

"When are you going to tell my parents about the proposal?"

Ran Qiuye stood up and said with dissatisfaction while pouting.

"This weekend afternoon, I plan to go to Uncle Mei and ask him to take time out to help me propose to your family."

Chen Jianye said seriously.

"You have some conscience."

A smile appeared on Ran Qiuye's face.

She has done so much for Chen Jianye. If Chen Jianye ran away, Ran Qiuye would want to hang herself.

Fortunately, Chen Jianye was indeed reliable, and Ran Qiuye was happy.

"What? Are you afraid that I will run away? Don't worry, I will definitely marry you home."

Chen Jianye is very coaxing.

"Humph, I haven't said whether I want to marry you or not."

Ran Qiuye pouted her lips.

The two of them were affectionate for a while, and Chen Jianye sent Ran Qiuye home.

Every time they picked up Ran Qiuye to go out, they would stroll for about half an hour before going home.

The two haven't gotten married yet, but the Ran family agreed to let Ran Qiuye out, which can be considered as advanced thinking.

Chen Jianye couldn't let Ran's mother worry at home.

After sending Ran Qiuye home, Chen Jianye went home to study.

The next day, Chen Jianye rode his bike back to the courtyard.

I suddenly saw my childhood friend Qiu Jibin standing at the door with a bicycle parked next to him.

"Jibin, why are you here?"

"Come on, come into the house with me."

Chen Jianye walked forward and said with a smile.

"Don't go into the house. I came here specially to take you to my house."

"My parents know you are in Sijiu City, and they asked me to invite you home for dinner."

"By the way, let's talk about what you said last time, that you had some supplies for me to resell."

Qiu Jibin said.

"That's fine, wait a minute, I'll go home first."

Chen Jianye agreed promptly and prepared to go home to get some supplies before going to the Qiu family.

You must bring some gifts when you enter.

Whether it is expensive or not is one thing, but bringing something to someone's door shows respect for the host.

"Why go home? Just follow me."

Qiu Jibin saw what Chen Jianye was thinking and shouted.

"Please help me watch the bike."

Chen Jianye walked towards the yard.

After returning home, Chen Jianye took out ten kilograms of sweet potatoes from his personal space, and made a large front door and put them in a cloth bag.

Then he hung the cloth bag on his body and walked out.

"Jianye, your bag is bulging, are you going to visit someone?"

Yan Fugui was strolling at the door and asked casually.

"Yeah, I can't go to my childhood friend's house to eat empty-handed."

Chen Jianye replied with a smile.

"No problem, you are a sensible child."

Yan Fugui replied with a smile, muttering to himself that Chen Jianye's bag could only hold very few supplies, and it certainly didn't look like he was reselling them.

A real trader would use a cart to pull the materials he was selling.

Chen Jianye went out and got on his bike: "Let's go."

"Why are you being so polite when you come to my house?"

"It's so strange."

Qiu Jibin said somewhat unhappily.

"This is my first time at your house, so I still have to follow some rules. If I go there more often in the future, I won't bring any gifts."

Chen Jianye said with a smile.

Qiu Jibin didn't dwell on the matter, but turned around and asked, "You said you had some supplies for me to resell, what is that?"

"Let me make it clear first, I don't have the guts to do anything that's too forbidden."

"Haha, I can't embarrass you. In fact, the thing I want to resell to you is in the cloth bag."

Chen Jianye laughed and patted the cloth bag in front of him: "There are ten kilograms of sweet potatoes in it, you can taste them later."

"Sweet potatoes? They're not worth much. If you need a lot, I can run a few trips for you."

When Qiu Jibin heard this, his face immediately relaxed.

Sweet potatoes are classified as the cheapest grain category, similar to sweet potatoes, potatoes, yams, corn, etc.

Cheap price and large quantity.

It is not as good as rice and wheat, the two major types of high-quality grains.

It is a choice for poor people to fill their stomachs.

If Yan Fugui knew what Qiu Jibin was thinking, he would definitely curse at him.

Because the Yan family relies on sweet potatoes, potatoes and yams to fill their stomachs.

There is no way, the Yan family has too many people.

There are three young men: Yan Jiecheng, Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuang.

The rations were simply not enough.

The only thing we can do is to exchange white rice for cheap and large quantities of rations such as sweet potatoes.

“How many pounds is considered a large amount?”

Chen Jianye asked.

"It should be at least 700 to 800 kilograms, enough for me to use a cart to pull a load of goods."

"If it's two or three hundred kilograms, I can carry two baskets on a shoulder pole, but I won't make much money from selling it."

Qiu Jibin said with a smile.

"Seven or eight hundred kilograms. I can supply it about once every two weeks. Is that enough for you to make one trip?"

Chen Jianye estimated in his mind and asked.

"That's enough. I make two trips a month, so I can earn some money."

A smile appeared on Qiu Jibin's face.

Although sweet potatoes do not make money, they are in large quantities.

Moreover, cheap rations will never have trouble selling.

He earns one cent for one pound of sweet potatoes, so he can earn seven or eight yuan for seven or eight hundred pounds of sweet potatoes.

Twice a month.

For Qiu Jibin, it was a good business.

“My sweet potatoes are priced higher.”

Chen Jianye smiled.

"How high? It can't be higher than the market price, right?"

Qiu Jibin didn't care.

When doing business, everyone wants to make more money.

He guessed that Chen Jianye was also cooperating with others and purchasing goods from the source of supply.

Want to earn the difference.

"Two and a half cents a pound."

Chen Jianye said.

"How many?"

Qiu Jibin's hand holding the handlebars of the bicycle almost slipped and he screamed.

As a qualified trader, Qiu Jibin is very familiar with the market price of sweet potatoes.

It's probably between 22 and 23 cents.

This is because the grain harvest is poor, which has forced the price of sweet potatoes up.

Before, it was difficult to get even 20 cents per pound.

The market price is 2.20 cents per pound, and Chen Jianye asked for 2.5 cents.

The difference is three cents.

Qiu Jibin’s ideal profit is one cent per pound.

This means that if Qiu Jibin wants to make money, he has to sell it at 2.6 cents per pound.

Far beyond the market price.

If this price is put on the black market, customers will run away after asking the price.

If stall owners encounter people with bad tempers, they are likely to get beaten.