Crossing Five Zeros: Apocalyptic couple salted fish lie down and win!

"Aaron, tell the two of you the latest price again."

Aaron stood up from the back again, thought for a while and said, "Rice is [-] yuan, wheat is [-] yuan, corn is [-] cents, sweet potato, potato, [-] cents, this is already the highest price." He believes that there will be no comparison elsewhere. His price is higher here.

Now the rice on the black market has been sold for [-] yuan a catty, wheat is also [-] yuan, corn is [-] cents, sweet potatoes and potatoes are [-] cents a catty. They are all unprocessed grains. Rice, wheat, and corn must not be able to buy that price. , in fact, if he resold it, he would not make a lot of money.

But if the quantity is large, it is a lot of money.

After Aaron finished speaking, Mu Ziteng turned his head to look at his wife, and seeing her nodding, he smiled and said: "Since you are so happy, I will sell it to you, but I have a request, I hope you can help."

"Brother Mu, please tell me." Lu Bingqin made a gesture of please.

Seeing that he didn't hesitate because of what he said, Mu Ziteng had a high opinion of Lu Bingqin's character.

He had contact with many people in his previous life. Those people usually talked and laughed with you, and they were even friends who talked about everything. Before you ask others for help, before you ask others for help, those people change immediately. An attitude, I am afraid that you will take advantage of him.

And he had only met Lu Bingqin for the first time, so he asked someone for help. Not only did this person not show any embarrassment, but he also readily motioned him to speak out.

Regardless of whether this person can help or not, at least his attitude is here.

Mu Ziteng laughed softly: "I would like to ask you to help me find out if there is anyone in this county who wants to sell a job?"

Aaron thought he would make some big request, but it turned out to be such a simple question, so before Lu Bingqin could speak, he answered first: "Okay, I'll take care of that, but what kind of help does Brother Mu need?" Jobs? Also, how many jobs do you need to buy?"

In fact, he didn't need to go out to inquire, he knew that there were two people who wanted to sell jobs.

Because Lu Bingqin didn't live here all year round, Aaron really didn't understand these things, and he didn't care when Aaron interrupted.

"Regular workers, skilled workers are the best, but those who are warehouse managers are also fine. Those who dig coal are fine. Hey... I am just making an analogy. The actual situation still depends on what types of jobs are available now. At present, I only buy one job.” In fact, if Xiaofeng’s daughter-in-law is not pregnant, he would like to get both of them to work in the city.

"That's it, that's okay. I'll send someone out today to inquire, how much grain do you plan to sell to us?" According to Mu Ziteng, he knew there was a suitable job here, but he didn't say it immediately, the matter of grain How could he trade at a loss if he hadn't fully implemented it?

"[-] catties of rice, [-] catties of wheat, [-] catties of corn, and [-] catties of braised potatoes each." Jian Qingling spoke this time, because most of the food is in her space, and she is the only one who knows how much food she has. , how much of each grain is in stock.

"When to trade? Where to trade?"

Lu Bingqin was amazed that the two men brought out so much food at one time, and he finally got an answer from his friend.

Not only that, but there is still a part left for his black market to sell.

Although most of them are coarse grains, the friend didn't say whether they need coarse grains or fine grains.

In fact, it's not that people deliberately didn't say it. It's good to have food to eat in this world now. Who cares about coarse grains and fine grains?

"It's in the alley in the west corner of the old vegetable market, after ten o'clock tonight." Mu Ziteng thought for a while, and finally thought of the alley where they used to set up a stall to sell prey.

"Okay, see you soon."

"I hope that work can be done at the same time tonight, so let's do this first, and see you tonight."

After the two left, Lu Bingqin looked at Aaron with a serious face.

Aaron knew what he wanted to say, so he begged for forgiveness before he got into trouble, "Aqin, I promise there will be no next time, really."

The expression can be as pitiful as it needs to be.

"Ah... Aaron, what do you think I should say about you? I thought you have managed this place alone for three years, and your brain is not flexible. At least you have experience. I didn't expect you to be so impulsive." Lu Bingqin's eyes were bright With helplessness.

Aaron scratched his head in embarrassment, and said embarrassingly: "I will never make such a mistake again next time."

Alas... He was also anxious about the food shortage and rising food prices. He suddenly heard that the two had a lot of food to sell, so he lost his usual calm.

"I don't bother to talk about you anymore, but luckily I didn't get affected this time." It's just that the money earned is less.

But it doesn't matter, he bought so much food for that friend this time, not only helping his friend, but also making the other party owe him a big favor, and earning money.

Not a loss.

"Hey... Aqin, I know who is going to sell the job, we don't need to inquire anymore, I can just go to that person to explain it at noon today, don't worry."

"This is what you should be responsible for. Why should I worry about it?" Lu Bingqin looked at Aaron like a fool.

Alas, if the two of them hadn't grown up together, when he opened the black market, he would never let Aaron be the leader here, but thinking that although Aaron's mind is a bit straighter, he is most at ease in using him.

The two had just left the black market, Jian Qingling teleported to Xiaomei's house with Muziteng, and at the same time four empty basins appeared in her hands.

She stepped forward and knocked twice on the door, and soon the door opened from the inside.

"Xiaomei." As soon as Jian Qingling saw someone, she smiled and called out in a low voice.

"Xiao Ling?" Xiaomei thought she hadn't slept well and misjudged the wrong person, so she rubbed her eyes vigorously.

"Stop rubbing, it's me." Jian Qingling smiled and pulled her hand down.

Xiaomei looked at the gray sky, then at the two people standing outside, "My God, where did you come from?"

"Oh, don't worry about where we came from, hurry up, I brought all the pots here, you quickly put them on for me." Jian Qingling pushed Xiaomei into the room, and followed him.

Mu Ziteng watched the interaction between the two with a smile, silently followed into the room with the pot in hand, and then put the pot on the table.

When Xiaomei saw the four pots, she immediately rolled her eyes, "Do you think my place is a grain station?"

"What's wrong? There aren't that many?" The smile on Jian Qingling's face faded.

Xiaomei nodded, showing a bitter face and said: "There is only one pot."

"There are so few. I came here full of expectations, but in the end it turned out like this. This is too shocking for me." Jian Qingling was extremely depressed.