Living like a salted fish in the end times

Chapter 199 Firewood
The next day, Zhang Hao and his party left Feicheng.

Generally speaking, this trip went smoothly. The EAST project was won as expected, and a meat rat farm was registered at the same time.

Meat rat farms belong to the trendy industry, and there is no doubt that they can make a lot of money. However, these profits may not be taken away, so they can only be kept in the local area for continued investment.

He hasn't figured out what to invest in specifically.

Only one step at a time.

After another day and night on the train, I finally arrived in Yicheng. Although it has only been more than a week, I can clearly feel the drastic drop in temperature.

Winter is just around the corner.

After leaving the high-speed rail station, Zhang Hao didn't rush to pick up his mother-in-law at his sister-in-law's house. Instead, he opened a suite in the hotel and rested for a whole afternoon.

It's useless to go during the "daytime". The sister-in-law and his wife are both at work. He can't chat with the two old people, which will only increase the embarrassment. It's better to wait until night.

After dinner, about seven o'clock.

Zhang Hao nodded and agreed with a smile. The little sponge at the sister-in-law's house is already two years old, and the milk powder is probably finished long ago. It would be good to replace it with soy milk.

"Boss, if you pack all the soybeans, I can also give you a % discount."

"Brother-in-law, our family has no shortage of soybeans..."

Zhang Hao couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Zhou Xiaofu couldn't help complaining: "Actually, it doesn't matter if you work hard. The key to being a policeman is the danger. Bai Jian had a car accident before. Fortunately, the speed of the car was not fast, and he was only slightly injured."

The stall owner saw the transaction just now.

"Boss, do you have any rice?"

The stall owner pointed to the police station at the entrance of the community, and then pointed to the pile of firewood beside him:
"Let's not mention that the police station is nearby. I have tens of thousands of catties of firewood here. It's impossible to move away for a mere 100 yuan, right? The labor cost is not enough."

Zhou's mother came over and asked concerned: "Zhang Hao, have you eaten yet? Would you like some bowls of noodles?"

"% off is still a bit expensive."

The stall owner is a young man: "Firewood costs six yuan a catty, and charcoal costs ten yuan."

"Eat it, don't bother." Zhang Hao repeatedly waved his hands, then pointed to the bag in Captain Fang's hand and explained: "There is a soybean seller at the gate of the community, and the quality seems to be pretty good. I bought half a bag for your family."

"How about a % discount?"

Zhou Xiaofu took the bag smoothly.

Zhang Hao couldn't help feeling a little interested, and went directly to a booth.

"You guys won't lie to me about the deposit, will you?"

The community in Yicheng is very loosely managed, as long as you register your personal identity information, you can enter.

Winter is coming soon, and it is said that this winter is colder than last year, so there is no need to worry about selling firewood.

"It's okay. Soybeans have a long shelf life and won't go bad. Eat slowly." After Zhang Hao finished speaking, he greeted Little Sponge's grandma, "Hey, why isn't Bai Jian at home? Has he not left work yet?"

"Eighty soybeans." The stall owner replied.

"I remember that in May, there was a zero-yuan purchase incident in the big market. They went to support, but the car overturned on the way."

"how is this possible?"

Zhang Hao grabbed a handful of soybeans casually.

"He's on duty tonight."

In his dream, he also worked as a patrolman for more than three years. Not to mention the low salary, the working hours were long, and he had to work twelve hours a day. Sometimes, in an emergency, he couldn't go home for several days.

The stall owner shook his head: "There is no rice, just these three things."

Zhou Xiaofu said with a face full of surprise.

Zhang Hao shook his head.

"That's too expensive."

"Okay, trust you once."

Zhang Hao brought two bodyguards to the neighborhood of his sister-in-law's house. Winter was approaching, and there were a bunch of small businesses crowded at the gate of the neighborhood, some selling firewood, some selling miscellaneous grains, and some selling second-hand goods. It looked quite lively.

Zhang Hao said in surprise.

The stall owner quickly shook his head.

"Car accident? When did it happen?"

This is a habit developed in the dream. In the dream, he has been poor for more than 20 years, forced by life, and especially likes to care about small things.

"Brother-in-law? Come in quickly. If you don't come again, Mom will go back by car."

This price is really expensive enough.

"What's the price of soybeans?"

The stall owner's eyes lit up when he heard the words. Generally, people would buy a hundred catties at most for emergency. If the conditions are not good, they will buy it on a monthly basis. Five hundred catties is definitely a big customer.

"Can it be cheaper?"

"Can I get a discount for the one-time purchase of five hundred catties of charcoal?" Zhang Hao countered again.

"It seems that being a policeman is indeed hard enough."

"I have 45 catties left in this bag of soybeans. The 3000% discount is 40 and 3000 yuan. I'll wipe off the change for you. How about we buy it at yuan?"

"Dong dong dong..."

He is going to prepare more firewood for his sister-in-law's house. This winter will be difficult, so storing more charcoal can be regarded as a precautionary measure.

My sister-in-law and his family are from the south, and the staple food is rice, unlike their family, which has all kinds of pasta and rice.

Although coal tickets were issued above, the quantity is too small and often not enough. Firewood is just needed.

"Okay, give me five hundred catties of charcoal, can you deliver it to your door?"

It's like going to a big fair in the countryside when I was a child.

To be honest, if it wasn't for the heating this year, the price would have to increase several times. Last winter, many people made a lot of money by selling firewood.

Soon, the sister-in-law's house arrived.

Zhang Hao smiled awkwardly, and left the address of his sister-in-law's house.

"It's not cheap. The firewood is shipped from dozens of miles away. The labor and freight costs are very expensive. It's really not cheap."

Zhang Hao frowned subconsciously.

Zhang Hao casually returned the price.

Later, he simply resigned and joined the factory. Although the factory was very tiring, he had a regular schedule and could take care of his family.

The stall owner nodded again and again: "No problem, boss, you want a lot, please pay a deposit of 100 yuan first, and then leave an address, we will arrange someone to deliver it to you later."

After buying soybeans, Zhang Hao had no intention of going shopping anymore, and turned around to the entrance of the community.

You know, since the supply and marketing have blossomed everywhere, the overall price of grain on the black market has dropped a lot. Take Huicheng as an example, the price of rice is less than half of the original price.

"A pound?"

The stall owner gritted his teeth, took out his phone and did the math:

"Brother, how do you sell firewood?"

The stall owner nodded: "Of course, soybeans can be used to make soy milk. There is no milk at the moment. Many families choose to use soy milk instead, and the price will naturally be more expensive."

Fan Ping quickly replied.

Immediately afterwards, he came to the stall next to him. In front of the stall owner were three woven bags, all of which were open, containing soybeans, potatoes and sweet potatoes.

Zhou Xiaofu looked scared.

As soon as the daughter-in-law finished speaking, Fan Ping couldn't help interjecting: "In this world, why not be dangerous? If you want me to say, being a policeman is more secure."

From last year to now, there have been several group incidents in the urban area. It is a lie to say that you are not afraid. There is a policeman at home, so at least you can feel at ease.

ps: It's the end of the month, don't forget to vote for the monthly ticket.

(End of this chapter)