In 1959, what's wrong with me pedaling a tricycle?

Chapter 120 In a fit of rage, he became angry again.

Watching the people coming and going to pay their bills, Er Gouzi said with a hint of envy, "Wang Er..."

Wang Xingguo waved his hand to interrupt Er Gouzi, and said with a sly smile, "Brother Er Gou, you can call me whatever you want outside, but here at work, shouldn't you call me Director Wang?"

Er Gouzi curled his lip, rolled his eyes, and said, "Director Wang, with that smug look on your face, be careful you don't get ambushed while walking at night!"

Wang Xingguo chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I'm a cadre now. If you attack me, the consequences will be severe. Anyone who doesn't value their life can try."

Er Gouzi snorted coldly, too lazy to argue with Wang Xingguo.

Although he despised Wang Xingguo's attitude, he had to admit that he was a little envious of Wang Xingguo. He also wanted to be called Director Wu...

Er Gouzi's real name was Wu Er. His father was an honest farmer who always believed that a humble name would make the child easier to raise, so he gave his child a humble name from a young age.

Later, their area was included in the urban household registration system, and Er Gouzi finally became a city dweller. Then, he gradually made his way up to where he is today.

He couldn't help but ask, "Director Wang, you just said you wanted to buy gold. If it's 240 yuan, doesn't that mean there's no profit at all?"

Wang Xingguo lowered his voice and said, "Brother Ergou, if you can introduce a group of people to sell a batch of small yellow croakers to me, I'll tell you some news, news that will definitely give you a greater chance of becoming Director Wu."

Er Gouzi narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and then nodded in agreement: "Okay, if the information is really useful, I'll help you spread the word to those people and get them to sell their valuable products to you."

Wang Xingguo said with a serious face, "You swore you'd keep your word, the kind of vicious oath you made to have sons without an anus!"

Er Gouzi was furious, but he still held back his temper and made a solemn oath.

Wang Xingguo then whispered with satisfaction, "It's actually very simple. When you recommend yourself, just mention that you have the ability to help recycle gold, and you'll get a better share. Because I've discovered that helping to recycle gold is the greatest value of our shop!"

Er Gouzi's eyes widened, and he stood up abruptly, glaring fiercely at Wang Xingguo. It was precisely because he understood what was happening that he felt both angry and annoyed.

In a fit of anger, he became angry again...

This guy made me swear a solemn oath to introduce those gold-selling clients to him, and then he told me that gold recycling is the most valued skill. Isn't this bullying me?

Wang Xingguo said with a smile, "Brother Ergou, don't be angry. If you hadn't sworn a solemn oath, I wouldn't have told you this. Do you think you could gain points by relying on this? You don't even know what kind of abilities they need, so what makes you think you can stand out from a group of people?"

Er Gouzi took a few deep breaths to calm himself down and sat down again.

He looked at Wang Xingguo and said, "Wang Er, you bastard! If you try to scam me again, I'll never forgive you!"

Wang Xingguo chuckled and said, "Don't be like that. We're just getting what we need. Besides, just because those people supply me with some high-quality goods doesn't mean they can't supply you with them in the future. Don't you think that makes sense?"

Er Gouzi thought about it and realized it made some sense. After all, someone was offering gold, and if he didn't know about it, he probably wouldn't care too much.

Now at least I know the skills I need to demonstrate, which can definitely be a plus.

He let out a long sigh and said, "Alright, I'm too lazy to argue with you. I'll keep my promise and introduce those clients to you. Hurry up and settle the accounts for my chickens and ducks, and my feed too. You bastard, you took all my feed, and I didn't promise to give you any more."

"Hey, we're practically family! That little bit of feed isn't worth much, there's no need to be so fussy and hurt our friendship, is there?"

"Get lost! I have no feelings for you. Give me the money now, five hundred yuan, not a penny less!"

When Wang Xingguo heard that it was only 500 yuan, he agreed very quickly, because the batch of feed weighed at least 7,000 to 8,000 jin, and 500 yuan was a great deal.

After giving Er Gouzi 1,500 yuan, Wang Xingguo had almost no money left from what he had earned recently.

I spent five thousand yuan on the pig, and now I've paid another fifteen hundred yuan, so I only have about a hundred yuan left in my pocket.

However, the nearly 4,200 yuan from the clan is still in my pocket. If things get really bad, I can use it first and then make up the difference with my own money later.

After seeing Er Gouzi and the others off, Wang Xingguo also went to help sell the goods, as there were simply too many people coming.

Although their bargaining night market wasn't advertised, those who knew about it would tell their families, and word spread quickly. Plus, many of the residents here are family members of government officials with strong spending power, so business was booming.

It turns out that Wang Xingguo's promotion of eels was not in vain. In fact, this thing has always been recognized by traditional Chinese medicine as having medicinal value and a certain tonic effect.

Nowadays, more and more people are willing to eat eels. After all, once something is associated with nutrition, more people are willing to try it.

More importantly, southerners who have settled in Beijing for work used to be unable to buy eels, but now that this night market has them available, many people come specifically to buy eels.

It wasn't until 11 o'clock that the crowd thinned out. Gan Ping said somewhat dejectedly, "I didn't expect things to sell so well. I brought dozens of kilograms of pork, plus the two pigs from your side, and it's all sold out. Even the braised pig offal is completely gone. I should have brought more stock."

Wang Xingguo asked with a smile, "How are the other goods selling?"

Chen Ming replied, "They're basically all sold out. They were sold out by nine o'clock. The goods sold after that were all yours."

Wang Yongli also said with a smile, "Xingguo, we didn't expect so many people to come and buy goods after we put up the sign. We've basically sold half of our stock, so we'll probably have to prepare to get some more stock."

Wang Xingguo said to Gan Ping, "Director Gan, the prices for some general merchandise are too high on our end. How about we get you to supply these goods?"

After thinking for a moment, Gan Ping nodded and said, "Okay, I'll personally report the situation tomorrow. Providing some general merchandise for sale shouldn't be a problem."

Wang Xingguo said with a smile, "Our main goods are still live fish, poultry, eggs, meat, and winter cave produce. Unless we have to switch to other goods, we will focus on buying these things."

Gan Ping nodded and said, "Okay, you can arrange it as you see fit. Judging from tonight's situation, I'm afraid no matter how much goods we have, it won't be enough to sell. There will probably be even more people coming tomorrow night. Sigh, if there were a place where we could buy more scarce goods without needing receipts, I would be willing to come and buy them too."

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