Moreover, it was a seller's market now. If he wanted to buy something without losing out, he had to put in a good word for the salesperson in the shop. If he wanted some high-demand goods, he had to go through some special channels.
Therefore, there were only benefits and no disadvantages to having a good relationship with the salesperson of the grocery store.
The nature of Chen Weiguo's work was similar to Zhou Baogen's, but the power of the grain station was greater. Not only was he responsible for the supply of grain, but he also had to go to the countryside to collect grain.
When the two of them interacted, it was mutually beneficial and a strong alliance.
Zhou Baogen found the cigarettes that Chen Weiguo wanted and handed them over along with the change.
Chen Weiguo counted the money and said in surprise," Did you make a mistake? Why did you only charge me three yuan? This wine is only two yuan?"
He knew that the fruit candy wasn't worth much to him, but was this Moutai only two yuan? That was impossible, right?
Chen Weiguo's guess was confirmed by Zhou Baogen.
"Yes, this wine is more expensive. It costs 2.50 yuan for a bottle.”
Chen Weiguo thought he was hearing things.
In his era, a bottle of Maotai was worth thousands of yuan, but now it was only two yuan?
He naturally understood that times were different, and the value of money could not be measured in this way. However, the impact of the price of more than two yuan on him was too great.
"If you still have this wine in the future, you must save it for me!”
Chen Weiguo patted Zhou Baogen's shoulder excitedly, causing him to grimace.
Chen Weiguo couldn't help but smile when he saw him. He picked up his cigarette, candy, and wine, and was about to leave.
Before he left, he did not forget to turn around and remind her,"You must save it for me!" No matter how many bottles you have, keep them for me!”
Seeing Zhou Baogen nod his head, he left in satisfaction.
If he remembered correctly, as long as the famine was over, the price of Moutai would snowball.
At that time, Moutai would be the best choice for gifts, a luxurious gift for visiting relatives and friends.
If he could find a suitable way to store them, he could store them for a while. He wouldn't even need to store them for too long before these wines could be sold at a sky-high price.
Chen Weiguo felt that he had touched the edge of becoming rich. Suddenly, he felt that the biting cold wind was not cold anymore. The clothes on his body were not heavy anymore. Even his legs were full of strength when he rode the bicycle.
Chen Weiguo hummed a little tune as he walked to the house where his uncle, Chen Aijun, lived.
Chen Aijun's house was a three-bedroom apartment allocated by his unit. It was 80 square meters, with a separate kitchen, balcony, and toilet. It was one of the few mansions in the city.
The residential buildings were all four-story buildings. Chen Aijun's house was on the first floor of Unit 1. Beijing was dry all year round, so it was not humid at all. He did not even need to climb the stairs. Life was very convenient.
Moreover, the characteristics of this era's old residential area were that it was vast and sparsely built. No matter which floor it was, there was plenty of light, so the first floor became the most sought-after.
Chen Weiguo knocked on the door with a glass of wine. The person who opened the door for him was his cousin, Chen Aijun's eldest son, Chen Guangrong.
Chen Guangrong was two years older than Chen Weiguo. He was twenty-two years old this year. After graduating from college, he had joined a certain army in Beijing.
Chen Aijun's wife, Duan Hongmei, happened to be coming out of the kitchen with dishes. When she saw Chen Weiguo, she quickly put down the dishes in her hands and wiped her hands with her apron. She welcomed him into the house and said," Come in quickly. It's such a cold day. You must be freezing. Come to the stove to warm yourself."”
Chen Weiguo entered the house and hung his untied scarf on the hanger." It's alright. After this winter rain, it will probably be sunny tomorrow.”
He walked over to the stove and sat down. He put his hand on the stove to warm it.
The old capital had not yet popularized central heating. Even in such a " mansion ", it still relied on iron sheet stoves to keep warm.
Chen Weiguo looked around. The house had not changed much from the last time he came.
Yellow patterned floor tiles covered the entire room, and there were many portraits of great men on the white walls. There were two brown wooden cabinets against the wall, which looked a little old. It was obvious that they were made by carpenters. Next to the wooden cabinets was a wooden sofa painted with reddish-brown paint. On the sofa were a few sponge cushions covered with wool covers. Opposite the sofa were two thin wooden doors. There were two bedrooms, and the third bedroom was at the corner, forming a right angle with the other two.
The entire room was squarish, unlike in the later generations, where there was no consideration for the room structure. Fortunately, the current house did not have any shared area at all. The balcony was not even counted in the area. Eighty square meters was especially large.
"Brother Weiguo, what delicious food did you bring?”A slender figure suddenly appeared in one of the bedrooms. Chen Weiguo turned his head and saw a pure and beautiful face looking at him eagerly.
It was his cousin, Chen Aijun's youngest daughter, Chen Guangjie, who had just turned eighteen.
"Little gluttonous cat, you came out when you smelled it.”Chen Weiguo smiled and tapped her nose. He took out the fruit candy he bought from the pocket of his cotton coat.
To be honest, this kind of candy would be despised if it was used to coax a three-year-old child in the future. However, there were not many people who could eat their fill now, and candy was a luxury.
Chen Guangjie didn't lack a mouth, but he loved this mouthful and treated this candy as a treasure.
Chen Guangjie stuck out his tongue and happily took the candy. He opened one and threw it into his mouth, then stuffed another into Chen Weiguo's mouth.
"Brother Weiguo's candies are always so sweet!”
"Little Jie, it's almost time to eat. Why are you still eating candy?”Duan Hongmei brought out the last dish from the kitchen. When she saw this, she frowned and glared at her daughter. Then, she turned to Chen Weiguo and said," It's all your fault. You spoil her every day. Do you buy her whatever she wants? Look at how spoiled she is.”
"My girl only eats candy, what's there to talk about? Weiguo, don't worry about your auntie. Come, have a drink with me.”Chen Aijun heard the noise and walked out of the bedroom.
Chen Aijun, who was over fifty years old, was slightly plump. He wore a pair of glasses and had a round face that looked amiable. He looked like he was only in his forties.
He was holding a bottle of wine in one hand and a few small wine cups in the other. He placed them on the square dining table.
There were already six dishes and one soup on the dining table, and they were steaming. Today, Duan Hongmei had specially made all of Chen Weiguo's favorite dishes.
"Today, the two of us will drink the Fen wine you sent back last time.”Chen Aijun was about to open the bottle when Chen Weiguo stopped him.
"Uncle, I brought better wine today. Let's drink this.”
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