On the Wedding Night In the 80s, the Sweet Wife Has Space Chapter 284

  Chapter 284 was laid out by the steward

  The steward pretended to count the sacks behind Ling Chuan again, and then patted his head and said, "It is indeed 27 bags. I was right just now."

  Ling Chuan answered immediately: "Normally, there are so many goods, if it were me, I would easily count them wrong."

  After hearing Ling Chuan's words, the steward gave a half-smile, and then clicked the calculator in his hand.

   "A bag of 50 catties, 27 multiplied by 50 is 1350 catties, 1 catty is 1 yuan 5, a total of 2025 yuan."

  Ling Chuan happily took out the money from his carry-on bag to pay the bill, the steward collected the money, and handed him two receipts and a bill of lading.

   "Okay, the goods have been counted, you are all busy, I will get off work first."

   "You walk slowly."

  After watching the steward leave, Ling Chuan turned his head and told Deng Wenbin to follow Shi Xiu to look for a truck to pull the goods, and he and Ling Jiang guarded the goods.

   "Chuanzi, you still have the brains to get back the short catties without much effort."

  Hearing his elder brother's praise, Ling Chuan was about to speak when he suddenly thought of something.

  He quickly took out the receipt and the bill of lading in his pocket, and found that there were 27 bags written on the number of pieces.

  As far as he knows, such a formal large factory is very strict in checking the delivery of goods.

  Although the manager counted 27 bags of money for him, the total number of sacks behind him was 30 bags. Once the guards checked out the wrong number when he went out later, they would not be able to explain why.

   "Kawako, what's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

  Seeing that his expression was not right, Ling Jiang asked quickly.

  Ling Chuan was thinking of a plan in his mind, but he didn't answer the phone for a while, and just handed the receipt and bill of lading to the other party.

  Ling Jiang looked over and over for a long time, but didn't see anything wrong.

   "It's no problem, 27 bags, 75 yuan a bag, a total of 2025 yuan."

   "Brother, we actually have 30 bags of goods here."

  Ling Jiang is not a fool, and he immediately understood after being reminded by his younger brother.

  Although the weight is correct, the number of pieces is not right. There are three extra bags. If they are checked out when they leave the factory, they may be charged with theft.

  Ling Jiang was anxious for a while, "Chuanzi, what should we do? How about we talk to the steward?"

  Ling Chuan shook his head, "The others are all gone, and it's useless even if we find him. If he kills him because we secretly hid the goods, then we will be the ones who will suffer."

  Ling Jiang finally realized that they were put together by the steward.

  Ling Chuan glanced over the sacks behind him, and then looked at the other people around him, and soon had an idea in his mind.

   "Brother, let's unseal all the sacks."

   "It's well sealed, what are you doing with the unzip, it's such a hassle to carry it on the road."

  Although Ling Jiang complained incomprehensibly on his mouth, he followed Ling Chuan's instructions and began to untie the cotton rope at the mouth of the sack.

  With the sound of "da da da" stitches being removed, a sack was untied, and Ling Jiang's eyes lit up when he saw the soft and comfortable woolen hat with fine stitches inside.

   "Chuanzi, it's no wonder that the price is more expensive, this product is really good, take a look."

  Ling Chuan also opened a sack at this time, and the goods inside were the same as Ling Jiang's sack, all woolen hats, but the colors and styles were different.

   But the thing is good, soft and smooth to the touch, not sticky at all.

  The stone in Ling Chuan's heart fell slightly, and he immediately greeted Ling Jiang, "Brother, go ahead, open all the sacks."

   Although Ling Jiang was puzzled, he didn't ask any more questions, and started to work quickly.

  The peddler next door couldn't understand the brother's intentions, and surrounded him curiously, "Why did you unseal the seal? Will you have to seal it again?"

  Ling Chuan explained with a smile, "I want to see what kind of goods I have, so I can make plans. By the way, brother, do you want to exchange goods with us?"

   "Exchange? How?"

   "That's it. I have a lot of hats here. I want to exchange the hats with you."

  The vendor hesitated for a moment, then waved his hand, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to change it. It's very troublesome for you to remove the mouth, and it might get damp and moldy."

  Ling Chuan opened his mouth and wanted to persuade a few more words, but a little old man around 50 years old on the other side came over.

   "Young man, I'll change with you."

  Hearing that someone was willing to exchange the goods, Ling Chuan naturally wished for it.

   "Uncle, which goods do you have more?"

   "It should be gloves, and there are probably a lot of scarves."

   As he spoke, the little old man pointed to several sacks containing hats that Ling Chuan had unpacked, "How about I take two bags of gloves and one bag of scarves in exchange for your three bags of hats?"

"Okay."

  The two sides changed quickly.

  Others saw it, and followed suit.

  Although the goods everyone took were gloves, scarves, and hats, the styles, patterns, and colors were all different.

  It's like a scarf. Some are plain, some are striped, and some are checkered. There are also different stitches. There are thick stitches and thin stitches, braid stitches, mesh stitches, rhombus stitches, and so on.

  The more styles, patterns and colors the goods have, the easier it is to sell them back home.

  There are more and more people exchanging goods. Some exchange half a bag of striped scarves for Lingchuan's half bag of plain scarves, and some exchange a hundred thick-knit beanies for Lingchuan's hundred fine-knit hats.

  By taking advantage of the gap between goods exchange, Ling Chuan took the opportunity to disassemble the 30 sacks of goods into 27 bags.

  After the others exchanged goods and returned to their respective areas, the little old man who exchanged goods with Ling Chuan first gave him a thumbs up with a smile, "Young man, you have a good mind."

  Seeing that the other party noticed his little trick, Ling Chuan simply didn't hide it.

   "No way, we came here all the way to earn some hard money, so we have to plan carefully."

   "Who said it wasn't."

   Seeing the helplessness and emotion on the little old man's face, Ling Chuan suddenly realized something, "Uncle, you already knew that the weight of these goods is not enough?"

  The little old man snorted mockingly, "Everyone is in this business, and you can tell at a glance whether the quantity is right or not. Look at the people around, at least half of them know that this batch of goods is tricky."

Seeing Ling Chuan and Ling Jiang's surprised faces, the little old man continued: "You must be wondering why everyone didn't expose it? The steward in charge of settlement is a relative of the deputy factory manager. If you offend him, this source of income will be cut off. Yes. For the sake of the long-term plan, everyone pretends to be deaf and dumb, and it is better to make less money than to cut off their own money."

  Speaking, the little old man asked Ling Chuan again, "Are you just getting into this business? In fact, not only this factory does this, but also many factories around it. There is a saying that the world is as black as crows."

   Seeing that the little old man was a real person, Ling Chuan wanted to make friends, so he gave a brief introduction of his own situation to him.

   "Uncle, I have been in business for a short time and lack experience. I will trouble you to give me some advice in the future."

  (end of this chapter)

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