Chapter 133: Produce market
Get the exact news, naturally it is the layout.
Lu Chuan really didn't worry that this news would be false, because Gao Xiuru's methods were too cruel, and that kind of cold aura, as long as he was afraid of death, would shake it out.
Besides, the basic layout of Baixiang Group is completed, and the strategy of a group will not be changed because of this episode.
Otherwise, the loss of the Baixiang Group will exceed one billion.
Since the strategy of the Baixiang Group will not change, the next thing will be easy. Yiran is an all-round talent. The procurement company is currently just a shell, and it does not need to be started immediately. It can be completed this investment.
What Lu Chuan needs this time is a little progress.
In fact, like this kind of high-level threats, Lei Haoping really didn't dare to make things bigger, otherwise he would have dinner with third-tier stars, which is somewhat unclear.
At most, it is Lei Hao Pinto's relationship assistance, but how strong will it be?
Gao Xiuru, Lu Chuan just let it stay in the villa swaggeringly, but can't go out temporarily, and can only talk about it after staying in the villa for a while.
Even if it is found out, this fart is a big deal, Kang Yang can help himself to solve it, not to mention that there is still a great **** like Third Brother behind him, without any pressure.
One billion was allocated to Yi Ran, and the money left in Lu Chuan's hands was absolutely pitiful.
Thinking that he hadn't paid money back for almost two months, Lu Chuan paid another RMB 30,000 for the peace of mind of his parents.
Qian Luchuan did, but he really didn't dare to give more at once. He could only increase it time and time again. Then he would tell them directly that his business was getting bigger and bigger.
Sure enough, the money was called. A few minutes later, Lu Chuan's father Lu Minjun's phone number arrived.
"Son, did you make money again?"
Lu Chuan laughed and said, "Dad, I just paid a sum of money back, so I don't even think about it. I will give you some money first."
Lu Minjun is naturally proud. Since his son is studying, he has always believed that his son is promising. Look at how long it is now, less than half a year before and after, it has already returned 70,000.
Twenty thousand for the first time.
Twenty thousand for the second time.
Now for the third time, it is 30,000 directly.
How many people in the village go out for a year without making this money.
It is not difficult to see from the son's payment, that his son is really promising now. Lu Minjun believed that his son didn't lie to himself, it must be because the business was running well.
"We still have money to use now, you can save it first, don't worry about us." Lu Minjun laughed.
Of course, Lu Chuan knows his father. He said, "It's okay. I still have money to use. I know it in my heart. This money, you save it first. I'll take a look at it later and give you some care. I have been educating me that I have food in my pocket, don’t my heart be flustered? Now, your mother and you are at ease."
"Your mother went to the ground and will come back later. I will tell her the news, so she will be happy." Lu Minjun was so happy that he came out from Lu Chuan and did it alone, and his first payment of 20,000 yuan returned, and his heart was settled.
As the only college student in the village, Lu Minjun is under pressure. In case there is nothing promising, he will be said to be bad.
Whoever comes out of college is not the same as a part-time job?
Lu Chuan was admitted to the university that year, but Lu Minjun had a drink, but everyone in the village knew it.
Now he is finally relieved. He has made 70,000 shots in half a year. This kind of talent, not to mention the village, is one of the best in this area.
These days, when Lu Minjun met everyone, he would say something for his son, such as saying that his son is now in business, and he gave himself money again this month.
It's not that Lu Minjun loves face, but that his sons and daughters are promising. He is happy, he wants to share it, and wants other people to look at his family. Otherwise, in this village, people would underestimate themselves because of poverty.
Lu Chuan smiled and said, "When the payment is settled next month, I will call you 30,000 and make up a full 100,000. Dad, you said that you have a wish in your life, that is, in your own bank. There is a deposit of 100,000, haha, this time my son will fulfill your wish."
In the countryside, I don’t know how many people have this wish. Some have realized it, but some have not.
Hearing what Lu Chuan said, Lu Minjun grinned so much that he grinned, but he still said, "Son, you still depend on business. Your father will keep your money for you. Then you will build a house for you to get married. ."
The house at home has been around for more than 30 years, and it is time to overwrite it.
Lu Chuan thought for a while, afraid that his father would build it in the old style again. He said, "Dad, this money is for you. It's not anxious to build a house. I will talk about it when I come back."
"That son, will you go home this year for the New Year?" Lu Minjun still cares very much about this.
Lu Chuan smiled and said, "Go back, definitely go back."
"Yes, if you have these words. You are very busy with you, pay more attention to your health, making money is important, and safety is more important, you don't need to worry about it at home, we will take care of ourselves." With this quasi letter, Lu Minjun is even more happy. Who doesn't want a family reunion?
After hanging up the phone with his father, Lu Chuan smiled. The gifts he brought back from Xiangjiang were probably brought back together again next year.
In a blink of an eye, there are still two or three months before the New Year.
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Without the zombie crisis, Lu Chuan was much more relaxed and did not rush to the end of the world.
Since it can carry non-metallic items, this gives Lu Chuan more room for operation.
With tension, Lu Chuan went to the agricultural product market.
In the early days, Lu Chuan's demand for food and so on was not too high, so he could buy it himself. The procurement company established by Yiran is not yet useful for the time being. This requires a large-scale situation to enable this procurement company.
There are several well-known agricultural product markets in Handong City, where you can buy anything related to agricultural products.
It takes at least an hour to walk around here and go around.
In fact, the requirements for food in the last days are really too low. For example, one bite of rice is enough, regardless of whether the rice is old rice or new rice, or what kind of rice it is.
Rice is really not something that survivors can eat.
Lu Chuan has seen the food in the stronghold. Most of them are made of various types of semolina mixed with other foods that can be eaten to turn into flat cakes. It tastes so rough, there is no salt flower.
The more function of wild vegetables is to cook a pot of soup without salt and oil, just one meal.
Occasionally, some plant roots are added, which can more or less supplement the required nutrients.
What's more, it is actually a residual soup that can barely be topped with just one meal a day, and sometimes only a little bit is eaten in a few days. At least half of the people have been struggling with hunger for a long time, and they don't know if they will starve to death.
In this case, it's good to have something that can be eaten in one bite, and there is no choice.
Lu Chuan does not have to choose a good one to buy agricultural products.
On the contrary, it is necessary to choose some bad quality, or some old rice and so on to buy. In the end times, you can't get some new rice. How to explain it then?
And choosing these old rice, or some rotten, or inferior ones, does not need to explain, they will automatically help themselves to make up for the origin of these things and save themselves trouble.
Visiting here is more of Lu Chuan's interest.
When he became familiar with this place, Lu Chuan's method was naturally simple and rude, which was to use money.
"Five hundred yuan, including your person and car for a day." Lu Chuan stood in front of a man in his early forties. The other man had short hair with white hair on it. He was wearing a work clothes from Shang Yida doors and windows. The merchant gave it to him for advertising.
Looking at the opponent's dark skin and dressing manners, you know that you have been in this business for a long time.
In the agricultural product market, there will always be some people who need to go to this kind of tricycle to get some goods. They are in this business and have been doing it for a long time.
Hearing what Lu Chuan said, the man agreed without any hesitation.
Just kidding, sometimes he stayed here for a day and only made a few dozen yuan. Now five hundred yuan to cover one's own person and car a day, this thing is definitely a pie falling from the sky, it is a fool if you don't agree.
Lu Chuan took out five hundred yuan on the spot and said, "Give the money first, then work."
"Thank you boss, thank you boss." The man grinned and thanked him vigorously.
Like this kind of bold boss, you can never meet.
"Now, take me to a grain store with a Chenmi store. The older the rice is, the better." Lu Chuan jumped onto the other party's tricycle and sat down, ignoring his Anima's pants.
Lu Chuan didn't care about this. After all, there were one or two thousand piles in his warehouse, and he couldn't wear it by himself.
Tension also jumped up and sat on the other side.
Immediately said to the man of this produce, "Boss, sit down."
Five hundred yuan, let him work hard, rub his feet hard, and with his familiarity with this place, he quickly found a rice store with Lu Chuan, he said: "As far as I know, there are about five years here. Old rice for sale."
Five years of aging rice can only have this time when it is still well preserved.
Of course, you don't have to count on the taste.
This kind of aged rice is difficult to sell, and the price is very cheap.
Lu Chuan only talked with the boss here, and a total of 13 bags of Chen Mi were all taken by Lu Chuan. The price is half that of the new rice. Lu Chuan has seen it. Some of it is yellow, but it is still edible.
Generally speaking, this kind of aged rice is bought back by some processing plants for deep processing, and few people cook it directly. After all, the taste is hard for ordinary people to swallow. If not to say it, there will be a smell child.
But Lu Chuan didn't care. This kind of rice was the most suitable for him.
There is a lot of rice in the last days, like in a supermarket.
It's just that it hasn't been protected well, and no one has taken care of it for more than five years. This rice has long gone bad and can't be eaten. If you want to eat it, you can't do it.
And Lu Chuan’s aged rice is about the same age, but it is well preserved www.ltnovel.com used in the end times will definitely not be suspected, because this is the aged rice that has been left for five years, but these are protected That's good.
Thirteen packs of old rice, each pack is 100 kilograms.
"Boss, I'll come." Thinking of taking five hundred yuan, the man offered to help.
Lu Chuan didn't stop him either. He had the strength to carry a pack of 100 kilograms and left without seeing him panting.
but……
Compared with the metamorphosis of tension, it is completely incomparable.
Zhang Li was carrying a bag in his hand. It was thin, but it was as easy as carrying cotton. He quickly put two bags of rice on the tricycle, not to mention panting, even breathing was not messed up.
The owner of the Midian opened his mouth slightly, his strength still surprised him.
(I’m late, sorry, there’s a big order in the store today. I went to the countryside to measure the size, and I only got home in the evening. I continue to ask for monthly tickets and recommended tickets. You can vote for more or less, thank you infinitely!)