Siheyuan: I became a truck driver

He Daqing's cooking skills are not top-notch, but they are definitely superb.

It only takes about ten minutes to stew a fresh carp in the pot.

At the same time, he started to prepare the rest of the dishes to entertain Xiao Yun.

The other kitchen helpers also started to work, and in just twenty minutes, seven or eight common home-cooked dishes were ready.

Under the manager's command, several kitchen helpers each carried two plates and walked in a row to the box where Xiao Yun was.

Xiao Yun had already exited the space and was sitting in the box bored. He was concentrating on thinking about how to sell some eggs when the door of the box was pushed open.

As the food was served, only He Daqing and Xiao Yun were left in the box.

The manager wanted to stay, but finally thought better of it because one was the chef of his restaurant, and the other was someone who could provide him with supplies.

Can't offend both of them, just leave.

Xiao Yun was really hungry. Although he had eaten two steamed buns with unleavened dough in the morning, it was already nearly afternoon and his stomach had already started to growl.

Seeing that He Daqing was so polite to him, Xiao Yun stopped playing tricks and grabbed the chopsticks to start eating.

One thing has to be admitted, even if he has endless supplies, he still cannot utilize the full effectiveness of the supplies.

It’s also very troublesome if you don’t know how to cook good ingredients.

He Daqing sat quietly on the side, holding a burning cigarette between his fingers, occasionally taking a bite of food and taking a sip of white wine.

"Xiao Yun, are you going back this afternoon? Why don't you go back and have a drink together?" After hesitating for a long time, He Daqing asked.

Xiao Yun wiped his mouth and pushed the two-liang white wine glass in front of him forward, "Okay, let's make some. I won't be back until tomorrow."

Seeing this, He Daqing hurriedly poured wine for Xiao Yun.

After the two of them drank several glasses in succession, He Daqing got a little tipsy and began to express his true feelings with a smell of alcohol.

"Xiao Yun, can you...can you tell me about my son and daughter? How are they doing now?"

Seeing that He Daqing was so serious, Xiao Yun immediately began to tell the story seriously.

At the end of his words, Xiao Yun suddenly said, "That's not right, sir. Since you miss them, why don't you go back? It doesn't matter."

He Daqing sobered up when he heard this and waved his hands hastily, "No, no, no, I've been gone for so many years, how can I just go back? No, no, no."

Seeing that He Daqing refused so straightforwardly, Xiao Yun did not mention it again.

"Although I can't go back, can you help me send some news back from time to time, Xiao Yun?" He Daqing added: "Of course, I won't let you go to waste your time. How about I give you five more dollars every time you come?"

Xiao Yun thought about it and felt that there was no harm, so he readily agreed. After all, Qinghelou might have to purchase goods from him in the future.

If that's the case, I'll probably have to come to Baoding once a week.

What's the big deal about sending a message? If possible, we can even bring He Yuzhu and He Yushui back.

After the dinner, He Daqing returned to the kitchen to entertain the guests.

After the manager and Xiao Yun confirmed the time, they felt relieved.

After leaving Qinghe Tower and walking on the streets of Baocheng, Xiao Yun felt the cold wind blowing. He tightened his sleeves, paid two eggs for asking passers-by, got a direction, and walked quickly over.

This is a black market where most people don't need receipts to sell anything. Here, as long as you pay the right amount, everything will be easy. Of course, you may get caught, it's all a matter of luck.

Xiao Yun covered himself tightly, and after walking around twice, he discovered a very strange phenomenon.

That is, there were a lot of people who bought food coupons, and some even spent more than twice the market price to buy food coupons.

Selling grain is a rare thing here and it is almost non-existent.

Xiao Yun found an empty corner, crawled into the space, separated out a portion of white flour, mixed it thoroughly with corn flour, and made it into a double-mixed dough.

Xiao Yun didn't dare to sell white flour directly because it was too rare. The Chinese New Year was approaching and everyone wanted to eat white flour for the New Year's Eve dinner. There would definitely be a crowd at that time, and if it attracted attention, it would not be a good thing.

After finishing, Xiao Yun put the two kinds of flour into several five-jin cloth bags according to the same weight.

After everything was ready, Xiao Yun quietly appeared in the black market with dozens of cloth bags.

Within a few minutes someone came up and asked, "What's in your bag?"

Xiao Yun pulled the scarf covering his face and raised his voice, "Two kinds of flour, white flour and corn flour, ten yuan a bag, no bargaining."

After hearing this, the man's eyes lit up and he straightened his head. "Really? Can I see it? If it's true, I'll come with three!"

Xiao Yun nodded, then took the initiative to open a bag, revealing golden and white flour.

The man swallowed and wanted to check the flour with his hand, but was stopped by Xiao Yun.

"Don't do anything if you don't want to buy it."

The man nodded repeatedly, then quickly reached into his clothes, rummaged around in his armpits, took out thirty yuan and handed it over.

Xiao Yun took the money, counted it, and then took out three bags of noodles and handed them over.

The man didn't stop, picked up the bag of flour and ran out.

Xiao Yun also put the money into the space. The whole process took only a few dozen seconds.

In the following period of time, the Erhe noodles in front of Xiao Yun would not exist for long at all, and would be bought up immediately, becoming the best-selling product in the entire black market.

Xiao Yun originally wanted to keep some flour for himself, but there were too many people offering to give him money.

Xiao Yun changed his mind and thought that the crops planted in the space grew very fast anyway. Even if he sold them all now, they would still be able to grow again by the time he returned home. It didn't seem to affect his own consumption, so he just needed to leave some supplies for Qinghe Tower.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yun mixed all the remaining white flour into double-mixed flour and sold it.

After selling the noodles, Xiao Yun changed his clothes, changed his position, and sold the peanuts, potatoes, sweet potatoes, and millet in the space.

Although it was not as popular as Erhe noodles, people still bought it in a steady stream. The main reason was that Xiao Yunkai's price was much lower than the market price, and everyone thought they had made a great bargain.

After the space inventory was almost cleared, Xiao Yun took out the finale item, eggs.

Normally an egg costs one or two cents, but now it is a year of famine and you can’t even buy it for a dime.

Xiao Yun directly offered 20 cents per coin, first come first served. The crowd was crowded and everyone had bills in their hands, trying desperately to give the money to Xiao Yun.

More than 300 eggs were sold out in less than five minutes.

After everything was done, Xiao Yun hid his achievement and fame and quickly left the black market.

This time, Xiao Yun earned at least more than 5,000 yuan!

The space was much emptier. Apart from some vegetables, the rest were ingredients reserved for Qinghe Tower.

If it weren't for the agreement, Xiao Yun even wanted to unilaterally break the contract. After all, the money earned from selling things on the black market was no less than that from Qinghe Tower.

But Xiao Yun did not do so after all. Even if the black market was very popular, it could not compare with a fixed restaurant.

If the black market is shut down one day, this way of making money will be gone.

Qinghelou does not need to worry about this problem. Once it has found a way to sell its products well, it will continue to make money in the future.

Xiao Yun naturally saw through the pros and cons of this.