Little Brother, slow life in another world

Chapter 72

    Damn, didn't Yang Dalang go to Sioux City to do business! ? How did you make it to the capital! ?

    You have to use cold luck! ? He knew that after selling the ice cubes, the Liang family's fleet had also shipped several ships with cold storage a while back. Not to mention refrigeration, it is true that the cabin is exceptionally cold. But how much freight will cost! ! I quickly caught up with the guy and asked carefully. The guy said he didn't know, he knew that the boss said very seriously, hurry up! !

    Miao He took a short breath and decided to stand up.

    The concept of first-in, first-out management of warehouses, he had told Yang Dalang a long time ago. He even wrote Arabic numerals for each box so that Yang Dalang could learn to recognize it, so as to know which boxes should be sold first and which ones should be sold later.

    Now that this order requires cold luck and the freshest, this Da Lang's business is an important person! ?

    Whoops, how can it be so powerful!

    Miao He immediately made a fist and decided that he must not hold back his Da Lang! !

    So one side hurriedly contacted Liang to arrange the shipping schedule, and on the other side, asked the aunts to work overtime to drive out a batch of the latest fruit to replace some of the earlier ones in the warehouse. So pieced together, within two days, the fruits were finally sent on the ship in batches! !

    And after working on this for a while, Miao He and all his aunts were a bit collapsed.

    Looking at the small amount of cash left on hand, Miao He's heart trembled, and he called the person from the restaurant to cook a big pot of meat with meat, so as to comfort everyone. After all, now even Aunt Yang doesn't have the strength to eat it herself.

    Who knows, thinking that after the largest batch of fruit is sent away, it should be leisurely and leisurely.

    One day later (two days before) another messenger came, and Miao He was so shocked that the baby was about to fall away.

    "Two hundred boxes each?" Miao He dumbly turned

    his head and asked, "What should I confess this time?" The young man was actually an honest child the size of a middle school student, a child laborer. He shook his head and said no. Then he hurriedly took a fifty-two taels of silver bill from his arms and handed it to the proprietress respectfully, saying that it was what the boss had confessed to give it.

    Miao He nodded and accepted, after all, it was also written in the letter. I want to know that Miao He had lost a lot of money from the previous sale, so he quickly sent some of the money back. And since people didn't ask for anything this time, think about the stock in the cellar... Well, there is no need to work overtime overnight, but it can't be sent just like that.

    So it was discussed to let the aunts take a little extra shift, and this time I sent 50 more boxes. Miao He was afraid of problems when the earlier fruits were transported there. Even though they were all refrigerated in the cellar, they still couldn't tell what the condition was. The answer is to send more. He was sure that Yang Dalang would know what he meant.

    It's just that this time Miao He deliberately brought a reply, which included his own situation. He thought that he didn't need it this year, but now, he has to tell people about how much output there is, whether it is enough for Yang Dalang to sell like this!

    In this way, he was busy and busy for more than a month, and it was not until the end of October that Yang Dalang returned home.

    As soon as he entered the door, Miao He threw himself on the person without a word!