As soon as the burly man finished speaking, he saw a handsome man of twenty-five or six years old walking out of the room.
When Zhao Xiulan saw this man, she murmured in her heart.
This person is the legendary "third master", he doesn't look like it!
In Zhao Xiulan's view, the "third master" should be the kind of middle-aged man.
Song Jiang walked out, walked to Zhao Xiulan, pointed to the chair in the yard, and greeted Zhao Xiulan gracefully, "Miss Zhao, please take a seat!"
Having said that, he sent the people around him to bring a cup of tea.
Zhao Xiulan heard that Song Jiang actually called her "Miss Zhao", so it was obvious that she had inquired about her.
This person came prepared for her, which made Zhao Xiulan even more uneasy.
However, Zhao Xiulan sat down according to Song Jiang's instructions.
Song Jiang helped to pour a cup of tea and handed it to Zhao Xiulan, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, he said to Zhao Xiulan, "Miss Zhao, drink tea!"
For the tea Song Jiang handed over, Zhao Xiulan was vigilant and did not take it immediately.
Seeing Zhao Xiulan's precautions, Song Jiang's smile deepened, "Miss Zhao, don't worry, I have no ill intentions, I just want to discuss a business with you.
I specialize in reselling and reselling. Most of the business in the black market in the northwest is mine.
However, on the northwest side, in the past two years, materials have become more and more scarce, and my business has become more and more difficult to do. If Miss Zhao has materials in her hand, can you sell it to me? Let's talk about the price! I won't treat you badly! "
Zhao Xiulan said lightly, "I don't have much supplies here, just a little bit. I sell them out and make a little money. It's almost sold out now."
"Then how much supplies do Miss Zhao have?" Song Jiang asked.
"Fifty catties of rice, fifty catties of white noodles, and about ten catties of bacon, all gone!"
Although there are a lot of these materials, Zhao Xiulan thinks that in Song Jiang's opinion, it shouldn't be too much, right?
If she said too little, it is estimated that others would not believe it. She said too much, she was afraid that this "third master" would have bad thoughts, after all, the other party was a person in the underworld.
After thinking about it, it is appropriate to take so much to deal with it.
Song Jiang listened to Zhao Xiulan's words, and after being silent for a while, he said, "Then can Miss Zhao sell all these things to me? I'll give you five yuan a pound for rice and noodles, and I give you fifteen yuan a pound for bacon, how about that? "
In terms of price, what Song Jiang gave was not cheaper than what Zhao Xiulan sold himself. If Zhao Xiulan sold it to Song Jiang, it would not be a loss.
However, there are too few refined grains and less meat in the northwest. Song Jiang bought it from Zhao Xiulan, and then went out and sold it, and there was still some profit.
Zhao Xiulan knew that she couldn't sell it. Originally, Zhao Xiulan used these grains to deal with Song Jiang, but she didn't object now, so she nodded, "Yes! This price can be given to you!"
"Okay, let's settle the money first!"
Song Jiang readily gave Zhao Xiulan the money for fifty catties of rice, fifty catties of white noodles, and ten catties of bacon.
This surprised Zhao Xiulan. It turned out that she didn't want her things for nothing, but actually gave her money. I didn't expect this underworld leader to be a disciplined person.
Song Jiang counted, took twenty-five Great Unity cards and handed them to Zhao Xiulan.
Zhao Xiulan took the money, "Okay, I'll send someone to go to the hostel with me to get things!"
Song Jiang nodded, "Okay, let's work together happily this time, if Miss Zhao can get any supplies back, she can sell them to me directly, so that you don't have to go to the black market.
After all, Miss Zhao has no power, and one more transaction on the black market will be more dangerous. If you sell it to me, I will not treat Miss Zhao badly for the money, and I will also save Miss Zhao from this danger. "