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Chapter 581

Time flew by while playing, and soon the sun was setting.

When Lin Mai and Fang Zhuoran returned to the proprietress's small restaurant, the proprietress had already prepared dinner, a roast leg of lamb, haggis soup and white ghee.

As a Han Chinese, the staple food is either mutton or dairy products, which Lin Mai really couldn't eat.

But she still smiled and ate a lot.

The proprietress and her daughter are so enthusiastic that it’s hard not to eat.

After eating and drinking, the four of us sat together and chatted.

Mainly, Lin Mai described the world outside Inner Mongolia to the cute little Mongolian girl Tana, and the little girl listened with interest.

At first, he always liked to peek at Fang Zhuoran, but later he snuggled up to Lin Mai.

But Lin Mai got sleepy after talking for a while.

I haven't had a good rest on the train these past few days, and I played all afternoon. The iron man was also tired by now.

Seeing this, the proprietress took them to a room behind the restaurant and told them with a smile that this room was prepared for them.

Lin Mai was dumbfounded and said to the landlady: "Auntie, can I share a room with your daughter?"

Tana was very happy and looked at the landlady with bright eyes.

The landlady said: "My daughter's room is not as warm as this room, so you two will stay in this room."

Fang Zhuoran was elated and said in Lin Mai's ear: "That's it, don't cause trouble to Auntie."

Lin Mai thought, it's not like the two of them had slept together before, so there was nothing to be afraid of, so he accepted the arrangement of the landlady.

Fang Zhuoran was even more happy.

Although I can only kiss, hug and hold her up high, I cannot swallow the little girl in one gulp.

But sleeping with a sweet-smelling and soft little girl in your arms is still a wonderful feeling.

However...the landlady made the kang too warm.

Lin Mai not only refused to get into Fang Zhuoran's arms, but when he tried to take her into his arms, she kicked him away with a disgusting kick and told him to sleep far away because she was hot.

That night, Lin Mai slept soundly.

The Professor, who had eaten a lot of mutton and was already feeling hot all over his body, was sleeping on a warm kang, his blood was boiling even more, but he still had to endure it. It was simply a purgatory-like torment.

The next morning, Lin Mai woke up refreshed and saw that Fang Zhuoran's eyes were a little blue, and asked in confusion: "Did you not sleep well at night?"

Fang Zhuoran looked at her with complicated eyes.

The food is delicious, but if you can't eat it, you can't even take a lick. Who can sleep?

Two days passed quickly.

Lin Mai's tea was also consigned to the train station.

So much tea needs to be stored in a house, and the boss's family cannot store it.

Lin Mai then wanted to ask her to help find a warehouse to store them for two days.

After she contacted the customs, she checked the tea out of the country.

When the proprietress heard that she wanted to go to Mongolia to sell tea, she said, "Why do you have to go to Mongolia to sell tea? Can't you sell it to us?"

Lin Mai smiled and explained: "I want to sell tea to Mongolia in exchange for Mongolian beef and mutton."

The proprietress rolled her eyes at her: "Don't we have beef and mutton here? We have to buy other people's."

Lin Mai inquired about the prices of beef and mutton locally and in Mongolia. Mongolian beef and mutton were cheaper.

Although it was more cost-effective to buy beef and mutton from Mongolia, Lin Mai decided to buy beef and mutton from Inner Mongolia after some thought.

Just be more expensive. Inner Mongolia is our compatriot, so we should help ourselves.

Besides, even if the beef and mutton from Inner Mongolia are more expensive, if they are shipped to Jiangcheng and sold, the profit is not small.

Although Lin Mai would be a profiteer sometimes, she could not be a profiteer when faced with a simple and forthright herdsman like the landlady.

I can't help it, it's just my personality.

After deciding to sell tea to local residents and buy local beef and mutton, Lin Mai wanted to ask the landlady for help.

She has no employer and can stay in Hohhot as long as she wants.

But Fang Zhuoran can't do it. He only has two weeks of vacation.

So Lin Mai had to change the tea leaves into beef and mutton as soon as possible in order to return to Jiangcheng.

The landlady hesitated for a long time and then said: "It's okay to help you sell tea and buy mutton, but...it's hard to buy beef~"

Lin Mai asked puzzledly: "Why?"

The landlady said: "Last year we were allowed to raise cattle and sheep independently.

The cost of raising cattle is much higher than the cost of raising sheep, and everyone doesn’t have much money, so everyone raises sheep. There are few people who raise cattle, so it’s hard to buy the beef.”

Lin Mai smiled: "Then just buy beef from Mongolia."

The landlady volunteered to accompany her to the border to buy beef.

At noon that day, the landlady asked Tana to ride her little red horse and invited seven or eight village chiefs to come to her house for a whole-sheep feast.

Tell them that Lin Mai wants to exchange good tea for mutton and wants their help.

The village chiefs were very responsible. They wanted to taste Linmai's tea first and then ask if the price was worth it.

The tea was of high quality and low price, so they were willing to help Lin Mai sell tea.

Lin Mai was not worried at all about the quality of his tea.

She had drunk a lot of tea in her previous life, and Yingshan Yunwu Tea was not as good in taste as West Lake Longjing, Dongting Biluochun, Huangshan Maofeng... these famous teas, but it was just slightly less famous.

She smiled and made tea for several village elders to taste.

The village chiefs were full of praise after tasting it.

The tea quality test passed easily.

As for the price, the price of Lin Maiding is a little lower than the price of similar tea in the market.

The Mongolians don't make as many twists and turns as the Han people. This is not to belittle the Han people, it's just a fact.

Seeing that the price was good, the village chiefs did not bargain and expressed their willingness to sell tea for Lin Mai on the spot.

If you switch to a Han Chinese, no matter how favorable your price is, the other party will still have to bargain.

Although Lin Mai is also Han Chinese, she is not so cunning.

She prefers reciprocity. If you help me, I will repay you.

In short, your efforts will not be in vain.

Lin Mai promised the village chiefs that they would be paid according to the amount of tea they sold.

Several village chiefs were very angry and said that they were willing to help her and regarded her as a friend.

If she avenged them, it would be an insult to them.

Lin Mai quickly apologized to them.

After lunch, Lin Mai rented a truck with the help of the landlady.

I loaded a truck full of tea leaves and prepared to go to the border market to exchange for beef tomorrow.

The next day, at dawn, the landlady called Lin Mai and Fang Zhuoran to get up.

Around five o'clock in the morning in winter in Inner Mongolia, the temperature is dozens of degrees below zero.

Even though Lin Mai was dressed like a ball, every part of his body was wrapped tightly except for his eyes, and he was arranged to sit in the cab, but he was still half-frozen to death.

After several hours of driving, the truck finally arrived at the border market around 9 a.m.

At that time, the sun was already high in the sky, and the market was crowded and very lively.

As soon as the truck stopped, Lin Mai quickly got out of the truck to see if Fang Zhuoran, who was sitting in the carriage, was frozen.

Fortunately, Fang Zhuoran wore a windbreaker often worn by local herdsmen and buried his face in his knees, so although he was cold, he was not frozen.

The proprietress also got off the truck, stood beside the truck and shouted loudly: "I'm buying tea, fragrant and delicious green tea!"

She shouted several times, which immediately attracted many people to look at the truck.

Several people came over and asked, "How do you sell this tea?"

Some of these people are from Inner Mongolia, some are from Mongolia, and some are blond, blue-eyed, powerful and tall people from the Soviet Union.


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