With a quick horse, Fang Dajun followed him to the cafeteria. There were only two high schools in Renyi County with a population of hundreds of thousands. Shengli Middle School belongs to a poor middle school. The conditions are relatively simple, but the students are twice as focused as the other county.

As for the few people in cram school, firstly, the rural areas are not so determined to take the college entrance examination now. In addition, cram school does not have to pay tuition fees. If students with better grades fail, they will mostly go directly to the county’s key cram school. The cram school does not block the score line of the middle school entrance examination, and only looks at the results of the college entrance examination. As long as they are close to the score line of the university entrance examination, they can choose cram school in other better schools.

The tuition fees and accommodation in high schools are messy. One semester costs more than four yuan, two yuan in elementary school, and three yuan in junior high school. Key schools are a little more expensive.

There is no need to pay for tuition to study in a technical secondary school, and the distribution will be provided after graduating from a technical secondary school, which makes it difficult to take the technical secondary school exam than high school, which is also a popular one. Children in rural areas want to start work early and make money, and are more inclined to have a long-term and stable job, preferably the kind that can be able to do it for a lifetime.

It was tight outside and loose inside. I entered the cafeteria without any obstacles and went straight to the kitchen. I saw several old mothers washing cabbage and cutting radishes. This was not the point, he was looking at the coal.

"Which class do you belong to? It's still early for dinner." An old mother shouted in a buzzing voice.

"It's okay, I'm not here to have a meal. Who is responsible for purchasing here? I haven't sold out half a car of cabbage, but it's a pity that I want to send it to the cafeteria for free." Fang Dajun didn't blink his eyes when he lied. The cabbage only costs two cents per pound, and half a car can only cost about three yuan a day.

"Free delivery? Young man, wait first, I'll call the manager to come out." The aunt immediately became enthusiastic, greeted her and walked inside.

When the round-faced aunt left, Fang Dajun didn't bother to worry. He quickly seized the time to get involved with the remaining helpers and quickly figured out the rough idea.

My psychology is now clear. Soon, a fat man with a white waist came out. He was about forty years old. It must be related to being a manager here, otherwise he would be very capable.

"Young man, you just said you would send half a cart of cabbage for free?" the fat man asked.

"Yes, it's a pity to lose it. I plan to send it to the school for the students to eat. Don't worry, I won't charge you." Fang Dajun said and took out the cigarette and spread it. Daqianmen cigarettes were 3.51 cents, and each one was about a pound of bargain.

"Let's go ahead and talk!" The fat man greeted enthusiastically. Others are here to deliver food for free, so of course there is no reason to neglect, otherwise the reputation will be ruined if it is spread.

I followed the two of them to the corner outside, where there was a table, and there was only one table in the entire hall.

During this period, students not only had to bring their own dishes and chopsticks when they had dinner, but they didn’t have a seat. After making meals, they either went back to the dormitory to sit on the bed or went back to the classroom to eat, or they would find a place to squat or stand and eat. They had to hurry up early to drink a sip of rice soup. Thirty years later, the students sat comfortably and ate the soup. After eating, they were too lazy to clean up the plate. The contrast was not too big.

"Young man, you can think that delivering vegetables to the school is a good thing, but even if the cabbage can't be sold, you can still take them back and feed them to the livestock."

As soon as these words were said, Fang Dajun could only sigh that the current environment was so good. Everyone was relatively simple. "I'm sorry to go back without making money. I don't want to sell cabbage anymore. The profit is too low. I plan to change my career to sell coal. My name is Fang Dajun, from Beidou, what do you call me?"

"Kang Youliang, everyone calls me Master Kang. You are planning to sell coal, how do you sell it?" Kang Youliang asked casually.

Master Kong? This name is so awesome. Fang Dajun opened his mouth and said, "How else can I sell it? Just find some brothers to dig it out and sell it outside. I just don't know if the county can sell coal? How much does it cost per ton?"

"Coal can be sold, but can you find a buyer? Take our canteen for example. You have to take the notes to the Zhengfeng Commune in the suburbs to pull coal. I don't know elsewhere, but the school buys it for ten yuan per ton." Kang Youliang chatted, this is not a secret.

"Ten yuan per ton? You have to pull it yourself. This is too expensive." Fang Dajun said in surprise. This reaction was not pretending.

"Da Jun, is your Beidou coal very cheap?" Kang Youliang thought.

Fang Dajun nodded and said, "No, it only costs six yuan per ton. That's not what I can earn four yuan if I pull one ton, which can be worth the price of selling ten carts of cabbage."

"Six dollars per ton? Dajun, can you find a way to get the notes for your secretary? If you can get the notes for coal to the school here, I will give you eight dollars per ton, as much as you want." Kang Youliang said in a low voice.

Fang Dajun was surprised and asked, "What if there were no notes?"

Who would have thought Kang Youliang shook his head and said, "Don't say I don't dare to accept it if I don't have any notes. Units linked to the government dare not accept it unless you sell it to the common people or to some companies."

"You mean, places like schools, supply and marketing cooperatives, hospitals, and governments need to charge coal, but there is no problem for enterprises like Baita Ceramic Tiles, and there is no problem for ordinary people to buy." Fang Dajun asked. Nowadays, schools and hospitals are all public, that is, the state is responsible for wages, and the local finance office reports the accounts. At present, it is naturally related to the government.

"Yes, early on, the common people needed to exchange coal tickets for coal, but now they don't need it. But our units still need not. Those who sell coal must be sold, and those who collect coal must also be sold. If you bring the coal to the market, how much can the common people buy? It's not a hundred kilograms at a time. If you can't make much money, you have to bear the risk." Kang Youliang explained.

Fang Dajun thought about it and said embarrassedly: "Master Kong, I'm sorry, I plan to pull the cabbage back to Beidou. Let's go back now and try to see if we can get the notes for our secretary. If it can be opened, I will contact you immediately. The best coal will only sell you eight yuan per ton. If you charge more, I can still get 50 cents."

"It's already early, so you have to hurry up if you want to go back to Beidou." The cabbage was gone. Kang Youliang was not unhappy, but became even more enthusiastic. As long as there were platters of coal, he could find a way to resell it, and a little cabbage was nothing.

"Well, Master Kang, can you write me some notes? I mean to send cabbage. The guardian asked me to come in. Now the cabbage has not been delivered. I will not be able to come in next time." Fang Dajun lied.

"Haha, Old Man Zhang is the virtue, Lao Ge. Wait, I'll ask you a few tickets. Next time you come, you can come in with the ticket." Kang Youliang said with a smile.

A short while later, Fang Dajun walked out of the school with five tickets opened in the cafeteria, stunned the old man, thinking to himself what the young man is here to do, why did he get the pass to the cafeteria in a blink of an eye, and he got five tickets at a time. Strange things happen every year, and there are a lot of them this year.

Fang Dajun thought in his mind that he would sell coal, but this is different from vermicelli and eels. This is long-term sales. A ton of coal was deducted for more than two pieces of pure profit. Naturally, he was unwilling to give up. It seems that he should slow down. The matter of coal cannot be hasty.

The basis of sales is market research. I happened to go to the county this time and get a thorough understanding of coal. If I don’t understand the industry, I will rush in and will definitely suffer losses. For example, he thought that coal was only sold for five yuan per ton outside, but now he suddenly realized that the county could sell for ten yuan per ton.

After thinking, he arrived at the side of the road. He didn't take much time before and after entering, about half an hour.

"Haha, I'll just say he can send things in." Xu Rong's somewhat excited voice came.

Then two sighs sounded one after another, and Zeng Lengling immediately shouted: "Dajun, how did you get into the school."

"Yes, didn't the old man in the door make things difficult for you?" male officer Li Hongbing responded.

As soon as Fang Dajun walked in, he took out a few tickets, "You don't know. As soon as I arrived at the school gate, I met a fat man. He cried and wanted to give me the tickets. He forced me to go to the cafeteria for dinner. Even my name was wrong and said what I was from Zhou Yang. I said that my name was Fang Dajun, but he just didn't believe it. I really couldn't help but follow me in and had a big meal and gave it to my second sister casually. Oh, what did you think this is called? By the way, the old man who was guarding the door had a little impression. The look of my eyes was so strange. I guess I thought I had cheated the fat man."

"This is impossible, absolutely impossible." Zeng Lengling screamed loudly, but Li Hong next to her looked dull and murmured: "How could such a thing happen to recognize the wrong person? He must have regarded you as a relative of a high-ranking official."

"How is it impossible? You see if these five tickets are for the canteen. He also asked me to take the tickets when I have time and then go to the canteen to have a big meal." Fang Dajun said confidently.

This made the two of them even more dull and their chins almost fell to the ground.

At this time, Xu Rong smiled and said, "I think the old man is not wrong. You really cheated on him."
Chapter completed!