vrcanaries Chapter 391 Will I become a third-generation rich kid?
Chapter 391 Will I become a third-generation rich kid?
The boss saw that Su Niannian didn't seem like a girl from an ordinary family, so he was very patient with her.
"Young lady, the rice in the big bag is 50 cents a pound, and the top-quality rice in this small bag is 80 cents a pound," the shopkeeper said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Su Niannian exclaimed, "Wow, it's really not cheap. No wonder it's in Beijing!"
If Su Niannian remembered correctly, back in Long County, rice at the supply and marketing cooperative cost 18 cents a pound and required coupons.
On the black market, ordinary rice costs four cents a pound, no coupons required.
I initially sold unthreshed rice to Lao Qian for 50 cents a pound, but later Lao Qian raised the price of rice to 70 cents a pound.
It's clear that Lao Qian is an honest and upright person. After he made more money, he even knew to raise the price for Su Niannian.
Old Qian buys Su Niannian's unthreshed rice for seven cents a pound, but he should be selling it for at least one dollar a pound.
Based on the prices on the Beijing black market, Su Niannian felt that the rice she had should sell for at least 1.5 yuan.
After all, it is of extremely high quality.
Su Niannian felt that there probably wasn't any rice in the entire capital city that was of higher quality than hers.
However, it's not rice harvest season now, and selling unthreshed rice in a place like Beijing might cause some unnecessary trouble and attention.
Thinking about it, Su Niannian decided to get a grain threshing machine into her space.
This way, threshed rice can be sold directly.
While Su Niannian was thinking this, the rice seller, seeing that Su Niannian hadn't replied for a long time, assumed that Su Niannian thought it was too expensive.
"Young lady, if it's just for your own family to eat, this kind of rice is fine for 50 cents a pound," the rice seller continued.
Su Niannian then came to her senses.
"Boss, do you have anything better? Price is not a problem," Su Niannian said with a smile.
"Oh? Young lady, are you not satisfied with the rice I serve?" the shopkeeper asked, somewhat suspiciously.
He's selling rice for 80 cents a pound, which is already considered pretty good.
The girl in front of him was still not satisfied.
"To be honest, I do have even better rice here. It's transported from the Northeast. The journey is long, but the quality is extremely high. It's considered the best rice on the market."
"But I've run into some problems with my supply channels, so I can't keep bringing them over. It's true that every bit I sell is one less available." The rice seller felt a little frustrated thinking about this.
There are still many wealthy people in Beijing. Once people become rich, they want to eat well.
I finally managed to get a supply chain and obtained some really good rice from a small county in Northeast China.
Although the journey is long, you can still earn a considerable amount after deducting travel expenses.
As a result, the person who supplied them was targeted by firecrackers.
The boss felt bad thinking that he would no longer be able to supply himself with goods.
After all, many wealthy people are waiting for their good rice.
I wonder when the people in that small county will be able to resume this business.
The rice seller was still grumbling to himself, "Those people with envious eyes are really annoying! Why do they have to report me for no reason?!"
"Oh? You have such good rice? If so, I'd like to have more," Su Niannian said with a smile.
The rice seller took one look and thought, "Looks like this young lady has some talent."
Unfortunately, I don't have much of that kind of rice left.
"There's not much rice left now, and many wealthy people want it. I've already sold it for 1.8 yuan per jin," the rice seller said upon hearing this.
Actually, the rice seller doesn't usually talk this much to others.
The main reason is that Su Niannian seems harmless.
Besides, it's all the same whether you sell to someone or not. If this young girl can afford it, wouldn't it be better to sell to her?
Su Niannian was genuinely shocked when she heard the price of 1.8 yuan.
Although rice on the black market doesn't require coupons.
But this person dared to sell it to the supply and marketing cooperative for ten times the price.
That's really enough...
Su Niannian couldn't help but sigh, "It's so good to be rich, no matter the era."
Before Su Niannian could reply, the man who bought the rice continued to speak.
"I didn't bring that kind of rice with me today. If you want some, I'll bring it for you tomorrow. How much do you plan to take?" The rice seller thought for a moment and then asked Su Niannian.
"Let's start with ten pounds. I mainly want to see if it's as good as you say," Su Niannian said with a smile.
Moreover, Su Niannian had a feeling that the rice that the rice seller in front of her said was sourced from a small county in Northeast China might be the same rice that she had supplied to Lao Qian.
After all, good things always find a way to circulate.
If I supply the goods to Lao Qian, and Lao Qian resells them in Harbin, they might actually end up being sold in Beijing or Shanghai by some middlemen.
Thinking about it this way, Su Niannian felt that this was more and more likely.
Thinking it over, I decided to bring some rice with me tomorrow and show it to the rice seller.
If it's the same type, or the rice is of better quality than what he has, I can supply it to him.
Thinking about it that way, I can actually earn more money.
"Oh... you want ten jin?" The rice seller seemed a little disappointed when he heard Su Niannian's words.
"Hehe, big brother, look at my build, I can't carry more than that. I'll take ten pounds first, and if the quality is good, I'll have my family buy it." Su Niannian smiled innocently.
When the rice seller heard Su Niannian say that, he nodded.
This little girl looks so frail; she really can't lift much.
"Okay!" the rice seller readily agreed.
“Then I’ll come tomorrow,” Su Niannian nodded and said.
"I won't delay your business any longer." Su Niannian saw other customers coming and decided not to interfere with this man's business.
After leaving the rice stall, Su Niannian wandered around the black market again.
Everything produced in my own space is of the highest quality.
It's definitely one of the top players in this black market.
There are many wealthy people in Beijing, so you can definitely make more money there.
The thought of soon having some money coming in made Su Niannian happy.
After leaving the black market, Su Niannian planned to take a bus back to the station to buy some things to take home.
As a result, Su Niannian, who came out of the black market, saw a familiar figure at Baicaotang.
There was also a car parked outside Baicaotang.
This license plate number... isn't it Grandpa's car?
That figure from behind must be my maternal grandfather.
Grandpa went to Baicaotang... he definitely didn't go there to get medicine.
After all, Grandpa had mentioned in a previous conversation that he also owned a traditional Chinese medicine shop.
"Bai Cao Tang... could it be Grandpa's Chinese medicine shop?" This thought flashed through Su Niannian's mind.
If that's really the case, wouldn't I become a third-generation rich kid?
Su Niannian was amused by her own thoughts.
He shook his head and walked towards Baicaotang.