Rebirth 70, I want to be Niu Hulu Qinghuan

Ji Qinghuan thought about it, there was a lot of meat in his space. But there was less than a month left before the harvest, and it was reasonable that no place would kill pigs at this time. Since it was not convenient to kill pigs, he should kill sheep!

"There will be a batch of mutton coming back from the west in three days. I wonder if our state-owned restaurant needs it?" Ji Qinghuan looked at Manager Yu.

"We need it...we need it so much...To be honest, our superiors want to open a state-owned hotpot restaurant in our county. We went to the northwest to line up for several days. They only approved 20 sheep for us, and it will take another month to arrive. We are so anxious." Manager Yu felt that his position as the director of the purchasing department was secure this time.

"I have fifty sheep here, not counting offal, and they are all plucked. One hundred yuan each, weighing about 40 kilograms, and they are all fat." Ji Qinghuan was not sure what the price of mutton was at this time. Anyway, it must be more expensive than pork!

But Ji Qinghuan seemed to have forgotten that pork is pure meat, while lamb is a whole animal, and also comes with ribs.

When they heard the price, their hearts sank instantly. This…

"Master Li, are you kidding?" Ji Qinghuan already knew what they were thinking. They must have known that their price was a bit too high.

"Eighty-one, lowest price! Lamb offal are extra!" Ji Qinghuan appropriately lowered the price by twenty yuan.

This price is in line with expectations. Although it is expensive, the quantity is large. You can also add meals to your friends' homes. Of course, it is not free.

"How much is Mr. Li's mutton offal?" Ji Qinghuan's mutton offal is all processed. It can be eaten directly after being put into the pot and boiled.

"The mutton offal is already processed, so it's more convenient. There's no loss, two dollars and four cents a pound! I'll give you two hundred pounds first!"

"Okay! Okay! Okay!" The two of them felt really sleepy today. Master Li not only handed them a pillow, but also made the bed.

After agreeing on a time with the two men, Ji Qinghuan left the state-owned restaurant. She was holding a box full of cash, thinking to herself: "The gold here is really valuable! Just ten small yellow croakers were exchanged for a full 5,500 yuan." At this moment, Ji Qinghuan had already started to plan her next move.

The money cannot be taken out all at once, it must be sent back to the brigade in batches, and it must not be discovered by others. The most important thing is to make sure that the money is spent wisely. This requires careful planning.

Ji Qinghuan glanced at her watch. There was still some time before the results were announced. She thought, although she had been shipping products all the time, she had never been involved in the black market here. She could take this opportunity to go over and see what special products could be sold.

So, Ji Qinghuan found a place to enter the space, put the cash box aside, and then changed into a very contemporary auntie outfit. Then, she stuffed some items inside her clothes that would make her look fatter.

Finally, she put some common items on the black market into the backpack, such as millet, brown sugar, and noodles, so that she would not look too conspicuous.

It would be strange to go to the black market and buy nothing and sell nothing.

Ji Qinghuan quickly arrived at a street corner based on the route Su Xiaoyu had taken, as he had observed before. Everyone passing by was in a hurry.

Ji Qinghuan followed the crowd inside and soon saw an old lady sitting on the street corner.

Ji Qinghuan walked over quickly.

"Sell!"

"Three points!"

Ji Qinghuan found the money and handed it over.

"Go straight in and turn right!"

Ji Qinghuan followed the aunt's instructions and walked over.

After walking in, I found that this black market is really a different world. The outer perimeter is residential houses. The back wall of the residential houses surrounds the black market. And every entrance is guarded.

Ji Qinghuan first walked around from beginning to end, looked at what everyone was selling, and bought what he was interested in. He bought a lot of mushrooms and fungus, which are specialties of Northeast China. Ji Qinghuan walked to the end and actually saw deer antlers, which were good stuff, so he prepared to buy them.

"Brother! How much is this?"

"Thirty!" The salesman looked up and took another look at Ji Qinghuan's outfit. He felt that Ji Qinghuan didn't seem to be able to afford it, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

Thirty? That's the price. I took a look and it seemed like it was about half a pound. It seemed okay.

"I want this!" Ji Qinghuan said and took out the money and handed it over.

The boss bumped into such a straightforward lady. He really didn't expect that at this time, every lady would bargain, and his impression of Ji Qinghuan instantly increased.

After collecting the antlers, Ji Qinghuan felt that he had finished shopping and sat down next to the stall.

He only lifted a corner of the cloth on the basket. But others couldn't see clearly, they only knew that Ji Qinghuan was selling goods.

After sitting there for a while and no one came to ask questions, the big brother selling deer antlers next to me came over and started chatting with me.

"Ma'am, what are you selling?"

"It's harvest time, so let's sell some of the grain at home. We can't eat old grain every year." Ji Qinghuan said helplessly.

The young man heard, "I don't know if it's fine grain or coarse grain."

"Of course it's fine grains. The coarse grains should be kept for our own consumption. We dare not eat too much fine grains as they are so precious. We'd better keep them to exchange for money." Ji Qinghuan expressed the helplessness of farmers in this era.

"Can I see what the lady has?" The young man's eyes were almost touching the basket.

"Take a look." Ji Qinghuan lifted up another part of the cloth.

Millet, noodles! Wow, fine grains. And Fuqiang flour.

"Big sister, please sell all these to me. See how much they cost."

"Millet is 80 cents per pound. Here are five pounds. Noodles are 1.2 yuan per pound. Here are five pounds. Fuqiang flour is 70 cents. Here are five pounds too." Ji Qinghuan quoted a higher price than he gave to Hao Ge and his friends. He was afraid that if he gave a lower price, it would disrupt the market.

The young man thought about it and felt that the prices were about the same. And looking at the Fuqiang flour and Xiaomi, they were obviously special products. They were not available outside. Hurry up. Count the money and take it all away.

Ji Qinghuan saw that the basket was empty, so he changed his position and continued squatting.

"Big sister, what do you have in here?" A person dressed as an old lady looked over.

The old lady also often went to the black market. She knew that this kind of person who never had to worry about customers must have good things.

"Big sister, I have some fine food here." Ji Qinghuan looked kind and dressed very elegantly. She didn't look short of money. She should not be short of common things. She added, "I also have milk powder!"

"Milk powder!" The old lady was shocked and almost cried out. She hurriedly covered her mouth with her hands, fearing that she would attract other people's attention. Originally, she just wanted to go to the black market to see if she could find some pig's trotters to nourish her granddaughter-in-law who had just given birth. Before, her husband had left some at the unit, but her granddaughter-in-law had not been able to give birth. However, the hot summer made it difficult to preserve food, and those pig's trotters had long been eaten. Now that the child is born, the granddaughter-in-law has no milk, which makes the old lady anxious. The old man asked around and even asked the purchasing department, but since it was not the time to kill pigs on a large scale, and the old man in their family was only a third-level worker and had no relationship with the slaughterhouse, he could not get the ingredients he needed. In desperation, the old lady had to try her luck on the black market, hoping to find a way to solve the problem. Who would have thought that not only did she not find the pig's trotters, but she accidentally found milk powder.

"Big sister, how much is this milk powder? I'll buy it, I'll buy it!" The old lady was too busy bargaining. She was worried that if she cared too much about the price, she might anger the other party and cause him to stop selling. After all, if she went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy it, each bucket of milk powder would cost ten yuan, and she needed to buy it with a ticket. Unfortunately, there were too few tickets at home!