"Isn't Caidie produced by Shangdu Cigarette Factory? How could it be out of stock?"

A cigarette is only 3.5 yuan, and Xia Xiaolan can't afford it.

Although she has 30 years of insights far beyond the era, she has no idea about the cigarette market in 1983. Tobacco is exclusively sold by the state. Take the example of "Caidie". The Shangdu Cigarette Factory has a fixed number of how many "Caidie" cigarettes are produced each year. Instead, they are rationed to all parts of the country-the "Color Butterfly" produced by Shangdu Cigarette Factory, but it is difficult for Shangdu people to buy it.

If you want to buy it, you have to find a relationship and you have to increase the price! It’s very difficult for people in merchants to buy one or two packs at zero. Xia Xiaolan asked for one. Now there’s no such thing as a "bar" in buying cigarettes. Unless the government has a meeting with the leader’s special approval, you can buy it in units. Cigarettes in short supply.

The "Daqianmen" produced in the Shanghai stock market is also 0.35/box. Uncle Xia Xiaolan smoked this cigarette, and he has already made a lot of face in Qijing Village. "Daqianmen" is also well-known across the country, after all, it is a best-selling cigarette in the Shanghai stock market. However, Xia Xiaolan can buy ‘Daqianmen’ in the commercial capital, but cannot buy ‘Caidie’... Tobacco reselling must make a lot of money. This thought came to Xia Xiaolan's mind, and she couldn't help it.

Hundreds of thousands of boxes of cigarettes a year are scattered all over the country. Cigarettes are an industry with extremely regional characteristics. In addition to a few very hard "famous cigarettes", people everywhere have their own preferences for what cigarettes they smoke. The people in Shangdu have recognized the three brands of Shangdu Cigarette Factory, and the cities around Shangdu may like their local products. People in Shangdu cannot buy Caidie, and Caidie may be in a state of unsalable sales elsewhere.

What about taking the "Color Butterfly" that was rationed to other places back to the merchants to sell it?

Xia Xiaolan's mind was dizzy.

"Can you still buy cigarettes?"

Called back by the salesperson, Xia Xiaolan nodded, "Then get me a big front door."

There is a big front door.

However, Xia Xiaolan does not have a cigarette ticket. The price is 0.35 yuan/pack of cigarettes. Although she wants a box of 50 cents, this is because the output of Daqianmen is large, otherwise she would not even want to buy it.

Carrying the cigarette she bought before she pierced her mouth, it took a long time for Xia Xiaolan to calm down.

Yes, tobacco is too profitable, but she has to find a way out. This is not a private business, there must be someone with official status. Xia Xiaolan can't do it in a short period of time, but it doesn't mean that she has never been able to know these characters. The development of contacts starts with this Hu Yongcai.

The original purpose was to find a buyer for the eel, but it did not mean that she could only sell the eel all the time.

Xia Xiaolan rode her bicycle to the west.

The western suburbs were a wasteland in the early days, but after the 1950s, large-scale national cotton, grinding wheel, coal machine, printing and dyeing and other industrial plants have successively settled in the western suburbs of the commercial capital, and the Commercial Metropolitan Committee decided to build new office buildings in the western suburbs. Since the office location has changed, by the way, a municipal party committee guest house has to be built. The building of the guest house of the Municipal Party Committee was repaired in 1963. Today, 20 years later, the appearance of the guest house has been well maintained. A colonnade has been added to the surrounding of the 5-storey building, and the roof eaves are protruding from the outside, so that the whole building is strewn with the top. The glazed tiles and carved flowers are exquisite in the atmosphere.

This place has been in development for 20 or 30 years, and it is not as desolate as Xia Xiaolan thought, but the old merchants are used to calling it "Xijiao" to distinguish it from the old city center. Of course, there is no street of snacks and the lively farmer’s market here. Those who come to the Municipal Party’s Guest House for meetings or business trips are all decent employees and government workers.

Xia Xiaolan ran up on a bicycle without a letter of introduction. No matter how beautiful she was, she was dressed as a peasant.

The guest house did not say that farmers would not be allowed in, but without a letter of introduction, eating and lodging would be unnecessary and impossible. Xia Xiaolan said that she came to find relatives, and the people in the guest house asked her to wait at the back door.

After a while, a short man in his thirties came out from the back door. He was no different from anyone Xia Xiaolan had seen in this era, except that this man was quite fat. Everyone has no oil or water in their stomachs. In 1983, there were more thin people and fewer fat people. It deserves to be purchased by the Municipal Party Committee Guest House. It is a fat poor.

As soon as his face becomes fat, his eyes become smaller.

Hu Yongcai's eyes widened, wondering when he had Xia Xiaolan a relative.

Xia Xiaolan looks so prosperous, even if she is a distant relative, as long as she meets once, Hu Yongcai will definitely not forget. How could Xia Xiaolan make him think:

"My name is Xia Xiaolan, and Uncle Zhu Liang asked me to come to you."

Hu Yongcai thought for a while, "Hu Zhuliang who sells eel noodles?"

He and Hu Zhuliang are relatives, but the family does not move around frequently. Hu Yong is considered to be a little powerful, and he is afraid that others will come to him for help for no reason. Xia Xiaolan hurriedly passed the bag in her hand, "I have something to trouble Brother Hu."

Hu Yongcai's eyelids jumped as soon as he glanced at the contents of the bag.

How big is it to give a big front door?

His first reaction was to decline. Xia Xiaolan didn't let people think about it, and directly talked about asking Hu Yongcai to buy rice eel.

"If you think it works, I will bring some samples."

What samples are clearly left at the farmers’ market.

Hu Yongcai knew in his heart that buying something was not a big deal, and Xia Xiaolan gave too much a cigarette.

Then the eel that Xia Xiaolan brought was not small, and to be honest, they all met the acquisition criteria. However, Xia Xiaolan deliberately ran and gave a heavy gift, it was impossible to be just for twenty catties of rice eel. How much money can this make? Not worthy of a big front door relationship.

Hu Yongcai wanted to introduce the face of Hu Zhuliang who Xia Xiaolan had come to, but also for the sake of Daqianmen, so he told Xia Xiaolan the truth:

"Don’t look at the guest house. It doesn’t take much food like rice field eel. It doesn’t matter whether it’s a leader or an ordinary cadre who comes to the meeting. The food standard is 1 yuan a day. The rice field eel you brought this time, I can buy it all. …But with so much every day, the guest house must not be able to eat."

To entertain all their own food standards, in addition to receiving the accommodation of leading cadres at all levels to the Shangdu, it also includes the venues for major meetings organized by the Shangdu Municipal Government and the Municipal Party Committee, including the People's Assembly. No matter which level of cadre comes, the food standard is the same, one yuan per person per day is spent by the government, and those who eat only need to pay one catty of food coupons.

For 1 yuan to eat staple food, it must be full, and meat and vegetables are also available, but it is impossible to eat rice eel all day!

Xia Xiaolan was not lost, Hu Yongcai had something to say, and couldn't eat more than 20 catties a day. How many days? In business, you must talk about investment. What she wants is not a momentary profit. As long as she has a good relationship with Hu Yongcai, she is not afraid that her rice eel will not be sold.

"I listen to you."

Hu Yongcai saw that she was not crooked, she was generous, and she was beautiful. He had a very good impression of Xia Xiaolan.

"Uncle Zhuliang is older than me. Don't let you be yours, just call me by name."

Xia Xiaolan immediately climbed along the pole:

"Brother Hu!"

Hu Yongcai smiled so that his eyes narrowed into a gap, "You wait here, I'll call someone out to weigh the eel."

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