After returning to Xiaguan, Chen Xia ran to the supply and marketing cooperative again. Through Sun Kunxing's relationship, he borrowed a truck to help him transport some goods from the provincial road outside the city to the spring market.

Sun Kunxing was busy counting honey, so he didn't think much about it. Anyway, he only took 5 kilometers and Chen Xia was a big customer again, so he waved his hand and helped free of charge.

As for what kind of goods Chen Xia wants to move, he doesn't care.

The next day, Chen Xia followed the driver and two supply and marketing cooperative porters and got on a big truck and arrived at a remote place outside the city. Chen Xia called out:

"Master, please stop and wait for me first. I'll go there to see if my colleagues have shipped the freight."

After saying that, he jumped out of the car and walked into a dirt road on the side of the road. There was an unguarded farm next to the dirt road. Chen Xia stepped on the spot yesterday. He waved his hand and took out 200 pieces of cloth from the space, then walked to the side of the road and let the truck drive over.

When the truck driver and porters saw so many beautiful cotton cloths, they were shocked and thought that this Section Chief Chen from another hometown really did not show his appearance. There were ways to transport so many cloths from Zhijiang Province, so he was definitely capable.

But these have nothing to do with them. Chen Xia hired them to help with 10 yuan a day. The banknotes are the most important to them. It is not too late to chat after returning the gossip news to the supply and marketing cooperative.

Two porters, the driver and Chen Xia, had a total of 4 strong laborers. In a short while, they carried 200 pieces of cloth to the truck. The driver stepped on the accelerator and rushed to Xiaguan Spring Market.

Gu Dashan and four female colleagues were already waiting early, and they specially fixed the stall and hung a billboard with a brush lettering, which read:

"Zhijiang cotton cloth is 2 yuan per foot, and the quantity is limited. If you want to buy it, hurry up."

The ethnic minorities who wanted to buy cloth were lined up in line, which was also a credit to Gu Dashan, because they were afraid that the rush to happen again yesterday. If the cloth was taken away by someone, it would be a big loss.

Since you have received such a high amount of extra money, you naturally have to think about the seller.

At 7 o'clock in the morning, the market had just opened, and everyone saw a big truck coming over and parked behind the stall of the light industrial shop. Chen Xia jumped out of the car and saw that the scene was ready. He nodded repeatedly and gave a thumbs up at Gu Dashan and the others.

"The comrades in Dali are indeed capable, and the scene is arranged in a tight order."

Chen Xia shouted loudly at the crowd lined up outside again: "The people of Dali are also good, so orderly, more civilized than the people in the city."

Who doesn’t want to listen to good things? As soon as Chen Xia said, everyone laughed. “Brother from another country, when will you start selling cloths? We will wait before dawn.”

Chen Xia was also happy when she heard this, "Sell, we will sell it immediately. Today I brought 200 pieces of cloth, the quality is exactly the same as yesterday. Everyone can buy it with confidence. Get the money ready and we start selling."

Chen Xia discussed the division of labor with the supply and marketing cooperative and the comrades of the light industry shop. Chen Xia was responsible for collecting money, the staff of the light industry shop were responsible for selling cloths, and the staff of the supply and marketing cooperative helped unload goods from the car.

Chen Xia gave the order and sent the first piece of cloth from the truck. The scene suddenly became boiling. Gu Dashan quickly stood on the table again:

"Line up and come one by one, don't let comrades from other provinces laugh at us Dali people for not understanding civilization."

There was a burst of laughter on the spot, and the team was indeed in good order.

Yang Fang had just got a piece of cloth, took out a ruler, and asked the first person who was queuing with a smile, "Membersman, how many feet of cloth do you want to buy?"

"Is this cloth 90 feet?"

"Yes, according to the city people, it's 30 meters."

"Okay, then I want this cloth, so I don't need to cut it."

"ah?!"

Not to mention that Yang Fang was a little stunned, even all the staff were a little stunned. Chen Xia turned around and asked Gu Dashan:

"Brother Gu, no, how rich are you Dali people? How can you buy cloth one by one?"

Gu Dashan was also amused and crying: "I guess they are all the leaders of various counterfeit villages. It is too difficult to buy cloth in Dali. You don't need cloth tickets this time, and you supply them in large quantities. These people want to buy more and save them to make clothes slowly, right?"

Chen Xia muttered: "The little leader is really rich."

Chen Xia was still chatting with Gu Dashan here, and Yang Fang had already made the first transaction there and immediately handed over the money to Chen Xia.

As a result, another female staff member selling cloth over there was also shouting, "Comrade Chen, this fellow villager wants to sell two pieces of cloth."

"Sell it, he wants to sell it to him 20 horses, hahaha."

Chen Xia was happy. This was the rhythm of his release. He was not afraid of others buying too much, but fear of others buying too little. This was to make a lot of money for him.

Many people who bought the cloth opened the cloth roll on the spot, and the surroundings were immediately filled with people, making waves of exclamations, and that expression was so envious.

The buyer kept cheering, "Beautiful, so beautiful, so worth it. My wife will definitely make me happy tonight, hahaha."

Those who had no money to buy cloth looked envious, especially those poor girls, who were full of disappointment. Many people ran out of the market with tears in their eyes.

This also stimulated those who wanted to buy cloth and kept urging: "Hurry up."

As a result, except for 20 of them sold in bulk, the remaining 180 pieces of cloth were sold in whole pieces. In less than a morning, all 200 pieces of cloth were sold out.

At this time, yesterday's scene appeared again. The ethnic minorities who had not bought cloth stopped doing it and started to curse.

"What's wrong? I came here specially from Lao Guanshan, 50 miles away. If you say nothing, it's gone?"

"That's right, I've been sold out since yesterday to today. This foreign guy, are you reliable?"

"We want to cloth! We want to cloth...!"

Chen Xia was stunned. This was a total of 200 pieces of cloth, a 6,000-meter-long mass. The people of Dali were too enthusiastic.

Chen Xia, who was amused and crying, had to stand on the table and shout to the passionate people outside.

"My fellow villagers, today I am not prepared enough. I underestimate everyone's purchasing power. Don't worry, I have something to do with cloth. I will continue to sell it tomorrow. Remember to come and queue up early. Don't cry if you can't buy it."

Hahaha.

As the crowd burst into laughter, the people in the queue slowly walked away, thinking about coming to queue up early tomorrow. Those who just learned about this were also in a hurry to go home to raise money, and they didn't want to miss such a rare opportunity.

All the staff looked at Chen Xia's big backpack and swallowed. There was 36,000 yuan in it. In this era, let alone Dali, even the capital was a huge sum of money.

In fact, even if anyone comes to grab the bag, it is useless. All the money has been secretly transferred to Chen Xia's space hospital, and the bag is filled with newspapers.
Chapter completed!