Ruling the Historical Romance Novel as the Female Supporting Character-Chapter 381: Clearing Goods Ahead of Time

"Of course!" Su Yijia nodded earnestly. "You don’t know, I used to have conflicts with many people in the team, doubting whether I truly belonged in this world and whether I could interact normally with others. But now, it’s proven that there are indeed people in this world I can get along with."

The smile in Qin Kaize’s eyes turned to concern.

He gently ruffled Su Yijia’s hair, "You’re so wonderful; you’ll always meet people who resonate with you. You don’t need many friends; just a couple who are in sync is enough."

In this era, not many households owned a TV, and radios were luxuries.

It’s not like what Jiajia said, with mobile phones, computers, short videos, or games to pass the time.

For those not working, the only way to kill time was to visit neighbors and gossip.

Or they would go from one house to another to socialize and pass the time.

With all this back-and-forth, how could there be no conflicts?

Everyone had grown accustomed to it, and since men didn’t like dealing with such small matters at home, it naturally led to these kinds of interactions.

But his little wife came from such a colorful world; how could she adapt to this way of interacting?

Though she had him as her husband, Jiajia was still young and surely hoped to have more friends.

"Yeah, I also think friends should be quality over quantity," Su Yijia said, her mood brightening.

She felt that once she got to university or started boldly doing business, she would definitely meet more like-minded people.

"Let’s go to the city tonight and aim to sell the batch of fruit tomorrow morning," Su Yijia suddenly suggested.

Mainly, she was worried that with too much fruit and only a day in between, the black market wouldn’t be able to handle it.

If they talked business that night, they could trade directly, and the buyers in the black market would be ready to sell in the morning.

Even if they needed to ship to other markets, seven or eight hours was enough to find transportation.

"Alright, we’ll go after dinner," Qin Kaize agreed.

After finishing dinner, they packed their clothes for both of them.

When they arrived at the small building, it was just 8 PM.

However, Zhu Zirui wasn’t around at that hour.

The employees of the accessory factory had finished their shifts, but he still had to supervise the loading and unloading of goods.

He didn’t want any careless handling to break the delicate shell products.

Qin Kaize and Su Yijia fixed their appearances again and knocked on the door of the buyer.

Typically, at this hour, the sounds indicated someone was there to sell goods, making the people inside tense instantly.

Some even hurriedly started putting things away.

"Who is it?"

"Selling fruit," Qin Kaize replied softly.

The people inside didn’t need to think; their faces immediately lit up with joy.

They quickly signaled to their subordinates and opened the door to welcome them in.

Seeing the two of them, Wang Fanggang’s smile was nearly ear to ear.

"You’re finally here! Do you have something good?"

"Pomegranates, apples, pomelos, pears, persimmons, dates—how many pounds can you take?" Qin Kaize asked casually.

"How many can you provide, we’ll take," Wang Fanggang said, somewhat surprised.

"First tell me how much you want. If you don’t want it tonight, the goods will be shipped away directly," Qin Kaize urged, not willing to say much more.

Wang Fanggang looked to his right and left, and they conferred briefly before saying, "Three thousand pounds of each fruit."

"And the dried fruit?" Qin Kaize took a few small oil-paper bags from Su Yijia and handed them over.

Wang Fanggang opened them to see the vibrant, enticing dried fruit and was astonished.

"You actually have this technique? How long can this last?"

"Two to three months."

Wang Fanggang tasted each one, and the rich flavor brought a smile to his face.

He quickly passed them to those beside him to try, receiving similar praise, then turned back to Qin Kaize.

"Is your dried fruit lasting for two months or three? We need to be precise about the timing. You know how people are these days; they’re frugal. If it spoils after three months, it’ll hurt our future business."

"Three months," Qin Kaize gave a precise answer.

It was only mid-October, so that meant it could last until mid-January, and with the New Year in February, they could sell another big batch before the holiday.

Wang Fanggang was very satisfied with this timing.

He nodded, his smile growing brighter. "How do you plan to sell this dried fruit?"

"One pound of fruit, after peeling and pitting, yields less than three ounces of dried fruit, and we need more manpower. What price do you think is appropriate?" Qin Kaize asked.

Although this wasn’t canned fruit, eating peaches, apricots, plums, or grapes in winter wouldn’t be inferior.

Plus, these dried fruits were priced by weight, making them more economical than canned goods.

"Three bucks a pound?" Wang Fanggang tentatively offered a price.

Seeing the man in front of him frown, he quickly added, "I know you’re comparing this to canned fruit, but canned fruit has its prestige as gifts, and everyone has accepted that for years. How about this: three bucks a pound, and I’ll take a thousand pounds of each type. If it sells well this time, I’ll buy at three bucks thirty next time.

Also, whatever amount you bring, I’ll take."

As long as people liked it, this product wouldn’t need a ticket, and there were plenty willing to buy in the city.

"Cash on delivery," Qin Kaize stated directly.

"Of course! As long as your goods are good, we have no problem with the money," Wang Fanggang guaranteed, thumping his chest.

"Two hours later, let’s meet at the abandoned brick factory in the west suburbs," Qin Kaize changed the meeting place.

Wang Fanggang wouldn’t question it; he accepted whatever was said.

"Six types of fruit, three thousand pounds each, at seventy cents a pound—that’s twelve thousand six hundred bucks. Plus, four types of dried fruit, one thousand pounds each, that’s another twelve thousand. I’ll give you four thousand six as a deposit now, and the remaining twenty thousand when I receive the fruit."

With that, he went inside and soon returned with three bundles of cash.

Qin Kaize checked to ensure everything was fine before handing it to Su Yijia.

After leaving the small courtyard, they rode away quickly.

This time, the black market folks still adhered to principles and didn’t follow them.

In just forty minutes, Qin Kaize rode to the abandoned brick factory in the west suburbs.

They took out the bags filled with six types of fruit from their storage.

Since the fruit was soft, the bags couldn’t be too big, or the bottom would get crushed.

These bags were specially collected by Qin Kaize, with each able to hold only fifty pounds.

In total, they had eighteen thousand pounds, filling exactly three hundred sixty bags.

On top of that, they had twenty bags of dried fruit, each holding two hundred pounds.

After resting for a while, Wang Fanggang finally arrived with his people.

He was carrying a small bag, and his subordinates were carrying the bucket used to hold oil last time.