Back to the 70s: My Childhood Sweetheart Spoils Me Rotten
Chapter 412 Transaction Processing
CHAPTER 412: CHAPTER 412 TRANSACTION PROCESSING
Watching Gong Ruini’s eyes darting around, Zhao Xuran couldn’t help but laugh to himself. This girl must be thinking how great it would be to visit Beijing.
"Want to go to Beijing?" Zhao Xuran tugged on Gong Ruini’s pigtail, not at all minding digging a hole for her.
"I want to." Gong Ruini rolled her eyes at Zhao Xuran who interrupted her daydream. This guy was getting more annoying.
She didn’t forget to glare at Zhao Guangran either. If this rascal hadn’t messed with her hair first, Zhao Xuran wouldn’t have seen it and followed suit.
"That’s not going to happen." Zhao Xuran answered quickly, suggesting that Gong Ruini shouldn’t even think about such a nice thing.
Though Zhao Gang had said that after the results came out, they’d go to Beijing, he hadn’t said what for; but it probably had something to do with buying a house.
If they really were going to buy a house, they’d definitely be busy. There’d be no time to take her.
Even if Gong Ruini was sensible, it wouldn’t help. It’s not like she could be left alone in a hotel. What if something happened?
Fine, Gong Ruini admitted that Zhao Xuran was right. No need to wonder if Gong Tao would want to take her to Beijing; likely, even Cai Meina would disagree.
"Then I’ll stay home." Although she was disappointed, she had to agree, unless she planned to make a fuss with Gong Tao, insisting on going to Beijing?
Causing a scene wasn’t Gong Ruini’s style; doing so would just make the adults dislike her. What she did was wait for the right moment, and if the opportunity arose, she’d act quickly; otherwise, she’d drop it.
"Stay home for what?" Gong Tao, after discussing the itinerary with Zhao Gang, heard his daughter talking about staying home and was surprised. In this cold weather, did she want to go out?
"I originally wanted to go to Beijing with dad and you guys." Though she knew the chances were slim, since Gong Tao was asking, she casually mentioned it.
What, his daughter wanted to go to Beijing? Gong Tao was startled, "It’s so cold, don’t go. Just stay home."
The last time they traveled for a funeral, his daughter suffered greatly along the way; Gong Tao wouldn’t dare let her endure that again.
"Exactly, you can’t go." Cai Meina hadn’t expected that after grabbing something, she’d return to hear her daughter talking about going to Beijing, her eyes widening in surprise.
"What would you do there? Your dad and the others will be busy. At least the house needs tidying up, or where will they live?"
Sigh, see, she barely started mentioning it and they sprayed her with rebuttals. Gong Ruini realized she shouldn’t have said more.
No, it was Zhao Xuran who started this topic; otherwise, she’d definitely not bring it up now.
It’s not that Gong Ruini didn’t want to mention it, but she had to do it at the right time.
And when is the right time? That would be when it’s just her and her dad; Gong Ruini was confident that she could persuade Gong Tao to take her to Beijing.
But now it’s out of the question, Comrade Cai Meina would definitely guard against her, reminding the old man not to take her to Beijing.
Humph, she knew Zhao Xuran had a bad conscience, a big heart that’s wicked.
Zhao Xuran directly ignored the eye roll Gong Ruini threw his way. So what if he deliberately brought it up in front of everyone?
"After buying the house this time, we’ll send a telegram immediately, and we can mail our stuff." With so many belongings, carrying them by train would be a hassle.
Things like clothes and bedding could be mailed easily.
His wife’s idea was good, but Zhao Gang felt it was too cumbersome. "After the Lantern Festival, the military factory will have a vehicle going to Beijing to transport goods. I’ve already arranged it; they can help us carry stuff over, especially good wood."
Zhao Gang could give up on other things, but not the hardwoods like rosewood and huanghuali; Gong Tao wouldn’t want to let them go, and neither would he.
"Wow, you secured a vehicle?" Hua Miaozhu had previously heard Zhao Gang mention transporting goods to Beijing but thought it was just talk; she hadn’t expected it to be real.
"They actually agreed?" Zhan Jing already knew Zhao Gang had such plans, but the other party hadn’t given a definitive answer; she didn’t expect them to agree. "Can we take a car to Beijing then?"
"Sure, just bring more bedding." Zhao Gang said the matter was negotiable, "We’ll give the driver something nice."
"Just give some meat and rice, and it’ll be fine." These items are better than cash, quite practical.
Actually, Zhao Gang was reluctant to give money; as for goods, they might be expensive in the black market outside, but really not costly for Zhao Gang and the rest.
Is there a vehicle to take them to Beijing? This sounded great, but Gong Ruini was puzzled. "Then why do we have to exchange food for ration coupons?"
Even in a small town, black market food is quite pricey. There’s no reason it would be cheaper when they get to Beijing. They can exchange it for ration coupons, sure, but is the food bought with coupons better than what they grow themselves?
"Why not exchange for coupons?" There’s such an unusually large amount of stuff at home; Zhao Gang really didn’t want to lug huge bags around drawing all sorts of attention.
"At night we’ll let them in and load goods onto the car. Once in Beijing, we can either eat or sell them." Gong Tao didn’t mind the trouble at all; they’d already inconvenienced the drivers a couple of times, why not some more.
"We’ll leave them fifty or sixty pounds of rice then." Gong Tao generously stated that as long as the job was done well, the rewards would be significant.
"We could also give bacon." Gong Tao thought, since there’s so much meat, adding some wouldn’t hurt, "In a few days, we’ll go to the mountains for more hunting."
His daughter had a good reminder; why exchange for ration coupons? If they have goods, hit the black market, because that’s money. "Next summer we’ll come back and can sell herbs and hunt;"
"Likewise, collect some grains." Gong Tao figured they could collaborate with Dazhu, as he’s a straightforward guy, "We can let Dazhu use our cultivated land."
Wow, Gong Ruini couldn’t help but give Gong Tao a big thumbs up, she really hadn’t thought about being a dealer; she hadn’t expected Gong Tao to want to bring Dazhu in.
If Dazhu agreed, they could truly bring grains from the Northeast to Beijing yearly, with prices soaring, they might even earn enough for the family’s annual expenses.
People aren’t unintelligent nor unwilling to make money, it’s just a matter of not having their minds opened. Once they do, it’s like they’re rocketing down the road to riches.
Zhao Gang pondered, "I think it’s doable, anyway Dazhu’s wife is also skilled at farm work, this way we make money and so do they."