Chapter 39 Sister-in-law Song is a talent

A bowl of vegetable noodle soup can make him eighty-eighth full. A cake like this, which is no bigger than a palm, will definitely not fill his stomach!

Xiao Dongming touched the cake in his pocket. He originally wanted to take it back to his brother to eat, but now he was hesitant about whether to give it back to Lin Yuzhu.

One cent and two cents plus one tael of food stamps...

It's not easy to owe this favor.

"Oh, you are so ignorant!" Sister-in-law Song gave him an angry look, "The vegetable soup noodles are for filling the stomach, and this cake is for decent people to eat. How can it be the same?"

"Look at the well-to-do people who wear Liang, polyester cards, and leather shoes. When they go to state-owned restaurants, they eat a big bowl of beer and duck. No one else in the entire county can make these precious things. They are wrapped in brown paper.

Isn’t it more decent to give as a gift than biscuits?”

Sister-in-law Song had already thought of her words, and she was eloquent and eloquent.

When Xiao Dongming heard this, he thought it made sense. He had been doing this for three years and knew some decent people.

"Let's do this. I don't dare to charge that much, so I'll charge six first. I'll ask people if they can be sold best. If they don't sell, it won't be too much of a loss if I take them."

He planned to take one out for people to try, and it was only 150 cents each. If he couldn't sell it, he wouldn't get food stamps.

"It won't be a loss. How could it be a loss?" Sister-in-law Song smiled and took the cloth bag handed over by Lin Yuzhu, "It must be easy to sell. Maybe when it sells for 20 cents a piece, others will rush to buy it from you."

Xiao Dongming pulled out a clean small bag from his pocket with a grimace, "Two cents? I can't even think about it. You will sell the mountain ginger seeds in a while. If you still want to buy tickets, you must come to me."

"That's for sure." Sister-in-law Song carefully put the cake in, "Let's help each other."

Xiao Dongming saw that it was still early, so he simply didn't go back to squat in the dilapidated house, picked up the bag and ran directly in the other direction.

Lin Yuzhu squatted on the ground and sorted the baskets, looking up at Sister-in-law Song with admiration, "Sister-in-law Song, your eloquence in business is really good. Farming in the village is a bit of a waste of talent."

A sales talent who is thick-skinned, able to brag, talk and cajole.

"How can I do any business? I'm selling things for the first time with you." Sister-in-law Song said modestly, but her heart was filled with beauty.

Not to mention the younger one, even when she heard that a cake no bigger than a palm was priced at 12 cents and a ticket, she felt that this girl might not have woken up.

The big meat buns in other state-owned restaurants don’t even dare to sell for a dime.

It's like trying to catch a duck on the shelf and cheating. Now that people have paid and paid for it, they still can't believe it.

If the younger generation suffers a loss, I'm afraid it won't be easy to cheat next time...

"You'll be worried if you can't sell it, and you'll still be worried if it's sold." Lin Yuzhu couldn't help but pick up the basket, "What a big deal, the capital is almost back. We can still take the path of Liao Rongfu, it doesn't matter if it doesn't work.

At worst, we'll sell something else next time."

"Ah? Are you still trying to trick him..." Sister-in-law Song followed hesitantly, "How about we try someone else to trick him..."

Lin Yuzhu smiled and said nothing. The cost was less than one yuan, but he could still afford it.

Liao Rongfu's warehouse in Jiantan Town is some distance away from Yuejin Gate, and his wife still brings two helpers to receive the goods.

The two of them arrived early, and Wang Jinfeng was still having breakfast. When he saw the two of them coming in, he smiled and tapped the aluminum lunch box on the table with his chopsticks, "Can I greet you after I finish eating?"

"Okay, okay, we're not in a hurry." Sister-in-law Song put down the basket with a smile on her face and took a sneak peek into the lunch box.

I smacked my lips and thought it was great to be rich. I ate noodles and there was a lot of lean meat in the soup with floating vegetables.

Lin Yuzhu put a small cloth bag into her hand and gently pushed her arm.

Second Sister-in-law Song came to her senses and almost forgot about the main thing because the noodles were so greedy.

"Aunt Jinfeng, this is my niece's wish. If it weren't for Uncle Rongfu and you, we still wouldn't be able to earn the money of Shan Jiangzi. We finally have the soy sauce, vinegar, needles and thread at home!"

Wang Jinfeng took a look at the shape of the bag. It didn't look like dried vegetables or sweet potatoes.

It makes no noise when placed on the table, and is inconspicuous.

It's been so long since she received the goods that no one selling mountain goods has given her any gifts.

There is buying and selling, so it is not a debt of gratitude.

"Why are you being so polite? Everyone is earning hard money. We are our own people, don't do this." Wang Jinfeng spoke beautifully in the scene, and she was very satisfied with Sister-in-law Song in her heart.

Even if it is a handful of dried vegetables or a handful of dried sweet potatoes, it is because she is thinking of her and she is grateful.

"This is my junior's wish, just treat it as a new experience."

Sister-in-law Song slowly opened and folded the bag. A cake about as big as a liberation hat made Wang Jinfeng raise her eyebrows high.

To say they are relatives is just to force them to do so, and they are completely irrelevant.

At first glance, this thing is made of fine grains. For people in the mountains, this is not something that can be taken out casually.

"Here... let's take it back and give it to the children. I'm busy right now and haven't greeted you much. I'm sorry to take your things. Take it back and take it back~"

Wang Jinfeng glanced at the tender yellow cake again, and wanted to reach out and press it to see if it was soft.

"Aunt Jinfeng can't say such kind words~" Sister-in-law Song pushed the cake closer to her lunch box.

"This cake is a recipe passed down from my niece's maternal grandfather's family, and I can't make it twice this year. If you are willing to let us send wild goods directly, we have the capital, and we can also use this to earn some grain, oil, rice and noodles. Let me give you a hint.

Expressing your feelings is always necessary."

There is no need to make secret remarks when it comes to speculation, and making money in exchange for votes is nothing new. Song Ersao said it very openly.

Wang Jinfeng smiled slowly, and the businessman was obedient. Song Ersao secretly wanted to give her a ride and come first to make a good sale.

But he is also a talkative person, and he is not full of words.

If you want to help, you can help. If you don't want to, it doesn't matter. You are just a source of food. Just treat it as a junior's wish.

"I've never heard of this...egg...cake. It looks like it's been made with a lot of effort, so I'll give it a try."

Wang Jinfeng didn't say enough, he didn't say he would accept it, he just said he would taste a little.

"Hey! Okay! Then I'll go and have a look nearby, so I won't stop you from having breakfast~" Sister-in-law Song quickly turned around and walked to the corner.

I was just casually looking around with Lin Yuzhu out of boredom, but I saw a large bundle that looked familiar.

"Yeah? Do you get straw hat braids too?" She knelt down, turned over a few times, and asked in a loud voice, "Aunt Jinfeng, what's your price for straw hat braids?"

"It's 28 cents for a first-class product, 25 cents for a second-class product, and no need for anything below third-class."

Sister-in-law Song secretly tugged on Lin Yuzhu's sleeve and whispered: "It's three cents more than the brigade...Er Dou has to wait in a long line every time he goes to the brigade. Otherwise, I'll make it up and send it here to sell."

Lin Yuzhu looked at her with complicated emotions, "Can you only think of braiding straw hats with all your strength..."

Isn’t the price difference of three cents worth considering becoming a middleman?
Chapter completed!