Chapter 70: Jiaojiao is spoiled by the rough man

"Auntie, according to what you said just now, how many people are there in your family? Why do you go out to buy meat every day?" Su Wanwan asked vigilantly, paying attention to her surroundings all the time.

She had suffered a loss in the town last time because she was too anxious to go to the county town to find Xu Yan and was almost killed by some gangsters. Fortunately, Xu Yan drove back in time and prevented the tragedy that almost happened last time.

So this time, Su Wanwan was particularly attentive.

"Ah... this..." The old lady didn't expect Su Wanwan to ask her this. She was embarrassed for a moment and spoke incoherently. "Well, you know, meat is something that will be fine if you don't eat it for a long time. You can get by with some pickled radish, but once you eat it, you'll always want to have another meal. So if you want to eat it, you have to go out and buy it."

Seeing that the old lady had no intention of answering her directly, Su Wanwan agreed indifferently: "Well, then, old lady, the pork sold in these small markets in town is so expensive, where do you get so much money to buy meat?"

Su Wanwan's question hit the nail on the head, and the old lady's face suddenly turned pale.

"Well... did you see that little black car at the corner? There's half a pork loin in the seat of that little black car. If you go over there and tell the owner that I introduced you, he can give you a few cents off."

At this point, Su Wanwan finally understood what this old lady was doing.

"So, Auntie, you're here all day introducing customers to these butchers? Asking them to give you a discount so that you can pay less for the meat?"

Su Wanwan understood this logic immediately.

Since it is already a black market, it is not surprising that there are all kinds of strange people and things.

"Well, you just want to bring more meat back home." After being directly exposed by Su Wanwan, the aunt lowered her head.

"Don't worry, I'll say when I get there that you introduced me here." Knowing that life was not easy for everyone in these years, the old lady might feel a little helpless. Su Wanwan turned around calmly and walked towards the meat stall not far away.

Although she knew that the price might be deliberately raised if she said that she was introduced by the auntie, Su Wanwan also knew the market situation of these meat sellers and would not be ripped off too much.

After all, she had just searched for a long time and couldn't find the meat stall, which meant that these people were hiding even deeper. If it weren't for the old lady just now, and she only relied on her own observation, she might have to wander around for dozens of minutes before finding a place selling meat.

"I want all of your ten pounds of meat." Walking to the cart, Su Wanwan introduced the aunt and pointed to the fresh pork on the cart.

"Okay." It was the first time that the other party saw such a efficient buyer. He immediately found a bag and wrapped the cut meat tightly for Su Wanwan in several layers.

"Since you're so happy, I'll only charge you twenty."

Su Wanwan: "..."

If she hadn't been so happy with the purchase, would this person have asked for more?

Although pork on the black market is nearly twice as expensive as that sold at regular supply and marketing cooperatives, charging twenty yuan for more than ten pounds of pork is still too much of a rip-off.

The normal black market price should be around 80 or 90 cents per pound.

Just as she had expected, the person introduced by the auntie would not get a price reduction but a price increase instead. Maybe the auntie herself could even get a commission from it.

"Where do you import this pork from? Why is it so expensive?"

If this person had not asked for an exorbitant price and had only let her suffer a slight loss, Su Wanwan would have tolerated it. However, twenty yuan only bought a dozen pounds of fresh pork, and she could not bear the loss.

Seeing that Su Wanwan suddenly became less talkative, the butcher also became cautious, his eyes rolled around a few times, and when he saw that no one saw him, and he was a man half a head taller than Su Wanwan, he immediately became confident -

"Little girl, you can see that there are not many people selling meat here. I got my pork from some very difficult channels. If you don't want to do this business, don't bother me."

"Then tell me, what difficult channel did you get it from? Did you go up the mountain to hunt these pigs yourself?" There is no other channel to get pork on the black market except for those hunted privately in the mountains.

After all, those who come out to sell things on the black market will disappear without a trace after selling for a while. Most of them are single people or two or three people working together, and there is no intention of doing it on a large scale.

There is absolutely no possibility that the pork comes from other channels.

"Go away, don't disturb my business here. This meat is priced at this price. If you don't want to buy it, just leave." After all, other people may appear nearby at any time, so the other party would not waste time arguing with Su Wanwan.

"Well, I don't want to make things difficult for you. You weigh the meat for me and charge me 80 cents per pound. I'll buy it all." 80 cents is already a common price on the black market, so there must be room for profit. Su Wanwan didn't want to push people too hard, but she was not a walking sucker who could be ripped off by anyone.

After Su Wanwan finished speaking, the other party glanced at her up and down, obviously realizing that she was someone who understood the market.

"Even if you're doing business in this black market, you still have to be honest and give and take, so that you can do better business in the future, right? If you ruin your business this time, where will you get customers in the future?"

"Okay, okay, okay. I'll listen to you. I'll weigh it for you." Perhaps it was because Su Wanwan's posture was too calm when she spoke, the other party's voice sounded a little unsure, and the hand holding the scale was a little unsteady, and he quickly weighed the more than ten pounds of meat.

Su Wanwan counted the money according to the price of 80 cents per pound.

"Fifteen pounds, twelve dollars." After handing the twelve dollars to the other party, Su Wanwan walked back to the pavilion quickly, carrying the heavy pork.

Seeing Su Wanwan's figure appear at the end of the field of vision from afar, Qinggui threw the chicken leg bone to the ground, waved his little hand and greeted Su Wanwan.

"What bad habit have you developed at such a young age? Why do you throw food on the ground after eating?" Mother Zhao Ying was serving roast duck legs to Qianshan next to her. When she saw Qinggui's actions, she quickly bent down, picked up the duck bones on the ground, and carefully placed them on the table.

"Don't throw away food after eating, do you know that?" Su Wanwan noticed Qinggui's bad habit from a distance.

"Oh..." Qinggui licked his fingers and nodded twice stupidly.

"You just said you were going out to do something, and you wanted to buy some meat?" Zhao Ying's eyes widened when he saw Su Wanwan holding more than ten pounds of meat in her hand.

"Yes, we have almost finished eating the pork I brought home last time. It's time to buy some new meat." Su Wanwan said as she struggled to carefully place the pork on the ground.