Great Power Army Reclamation

There were five or six bags of chocolates in the car, and Yang Geyong reached out and carried them into the store. At this moment, the shelves are basically the same as what Yang Geyong saw in the morning, with nothing left.

There was one thing that was not sold, and that was a magnifying glass. Because it was placed inside and at a high level, no one noticed. It was because Yang Geyong was tall that he could see it at a glance.

Yang Geyong introduced the two girls. Yue Ji took Zhao Ling'er's arm affectionately: "Sister-in-law is so beautiful, no wonder my brother likes you so much. It would be the same for me too."

Zhao Ling'er was naturally accommodating to the donkey's temperament. After being praised by Rose, she had already forgotten about her intention to inspect Rose and went to Java.

Yue Ji dumped the money bag on the counter and shouted: "Brother, sister-in-law, let's count the money!"

The three of them counted each other for a while and finally understood. Almost six hundred dollars. Zhao Ling'er asked in confusion: "Yueji, why do you have so much change?"

Yue Ji pointed to the labels on the shelves. It turned out that Yue Ji had set prices for all the goods, and none of them were in whole numbers. Including chocolates, all priced at 1.18 yuan. Zhao Ling'er asked curiously: "Why did you mark the price like this?"

Yueji shook her head: "I don't know, anyway, I used to sell well if I marked the goods like this."

Zhao Ling'er also saw what Yueji was selling just now. Yang Geyong would bring some back every time. They were all matched by Zhao Ling'er, half sold and half given away. But I didn't expect that these things were sold by Rose for a sky-high price. She really regretted it.

After counting the money, Yue Ji pushed all the money in front of Zhao Ling'er: "Sister-in-law, this is the money from selling brother's goods. You can keep it."

Zhao Ling'er was not willing to accept this money, so she pushed it back: "Sister, this is our family's money, half of yours. This thing has no capital, just use the six hundred to purchase it, even if it's Your brother helped you."

Yueji shook her head: "Sister-in-law and my brother have settled the accounts. This kind of border trade goods are in short supply here. I can't take your things for free."

The two people negotiated for a long time, and finally agreed that Rose would hold one-third of the shares in this store. Use this money to buy some daily necessities. Yang Geyong’s next purchase should not be so single in variety. It’s best to want everything.

After all, Shihezi is a regiment city with a large floating population. Foreign products are still very attractive to Chinese people at this time. Especially those from the mainland who come to visit and study. After all, Shihezi is known as "Little Shanghai, the Pearl of the Desert" in northern Xinjiang.

An Zhao Ling'er's original idea was to ask Yang Geyong to stay for a few days, but the plan changed. An extra store was added inexplicably, and the goods could not be missing. So Zhao Ling'er and Yang Geyong went to the supply and marketing department of the division headquarters in the afternoon to get the goods, and put some down for Yueji, while Yang Geyong took the rest away directly.

During these days, Yang Geyong basically didn't get any good sleep, because he spent most of the night in the car, and he became obviously thinner. Before leaving, Zhao Ling'er hugged him and said, "When I come back this time, I have to take a good rest for a few days. I feel bad."

Yang Geyong smiled and drove away. It's four o'clock in the afternoon now. It's almost twelve o'clock when I run to the port. I go to Jiangbul's house to sleep for a few hours. I leave the stall at half past nine.

After galloping all the way, when we arrived at Jiangbul's house, the lights in the house were still on. Twelve o'clock is not too late in northern Xinjiang, because of the time difference, it is equal to ten o'clock in the mainland.

Jiang Buer was drinking with some brothers. He was naturally happy to see him coming and asked him to drink a few drinks. Yang Geyong threw the 76-degree Hengshui Laobaigan he brought to them, explaining that he had driven for eight hours. Ayina took him to sleep in her room.

He didn't wake up until nine o'clock the next day. Ayina had already made milk tea and was waiting for him. After dinner, the two of them went to the market. Change to noon. A man suddenly came to Yang Geyong's stall and asked, "Do you know a man named Wang Genfa?"

Yang Geyong was about to say that he didn't know him, but suddenly he remembered that he was from Cantonese. He nodded and asked what happened?

"He's waiting for you outside the checkpoint. Because he doesn't have a border pass, he can't get in. He asks you to go out and find him, saying he has something to discuss."

Yang Geyong nodded and asked Jiangbul to take care of the stall. I drove to the checkpoint and saw Wang Genfa walking around anxiously from a distance.

"What do you want from me?" Yang Geyong asked curiously as he got out of the car. He had no interaction with this person, just because he knew Ye Yuze. However, he himself also said Ye Yuze's evaluation of him, so Yang Geyong would naturally not have anything to do with him.

"Brother, you're here." Wang Genfa grabbed Yang Geyong's hand and shook it constantly, as if he was seeing a relative.

Yang Geyong was too embarrassed to be indifferent to the other party. He was from northern Xinjiang and made friends whenever he met him. He would usually help if he could help. "If you have any questions, just tell me. I will definitely help you if I can."

Wang Genfa pointed to several big bags behind him and said: "This is the cloth and clothes I picked up from the port, but these clothes were worn by others. So it is very cheap to get the goods. But I can't enter the port!"

Yang Geyong thought for a moment. "You wait here, I'll go back and think of a solution."

He drove back to the market, where he really didn't know anyone. But Jiangbul has some ideas, let's see if he can help.

When Jiang Bull heard about this situation, he made sure that the matter would be taken care of by him. Holding two bottles of whiskey, he drove the ox cart out of the market.

Half an hour later, Wang Genfa and his goods were brought back. Wang Genfa thanked him profusely and opened the stall.

His clothes have many styles, which are rare in China, and you can't tell they are old at all. But since he told Yang Geyong that it was old, it would definitely not be wrong.

Jiang Bul liked it very much at first sight, and Wang Genfa generously waved his hand and told him to pick whatever he wanted. Give it to him if you like it. This Jiangbul was not polite and immediately picked out a few items. Still wearing it.

Wang Genfa's business is not bad. Foreign businessmen like these clothes because they are cheap. It was quickly snapped up. But the pile of things in exchange made Wang Gen worried.

Yang Geyong bought them all directly for him. After all, he came here just to buy goods, and he can ask for everything. But no one cared about his two bundles of cloth. In fact, it is said to be made of cloth, but the pieces are not small. And the fabrics are obviously better than domestic fabrics.

"How much did you pay for these things?" Yang Geyong asked curiously.

Wang Genfa put his mouth in front of Yang Geyong and whispered: "This is collected at a penny per catty. It is foreign garbage."

Seeing that Yang Geyong didn't understand what foreign garbage was, he explained: "It's the clothes thrown away from Japan and Hong Kong and the leftover cloth from factories. They have to pay for throwing garbage. So they leave it to specialized people to transport it out. . This thing has a market in China, they save money, and the cargo ship makes money."