SRTT Chapter 12.2

Just as she was about to think of ways to compress it further, there was a knock on the door in the living room.

The person who would come to see her these two days would most likely be Cheng Jili. Ruan Ning stood up and looked around to make sure that there were no strange items.

When she walked to the door and looked through the peephole, it was Cheng Jikuan standing outside.

Why was it him?

Ruan Ning blinked and asked, “Who is outside?”

Cheng Jikuan’s voice came: “Miss Ruan, it’s me. We bought a new stove together yesterday. Jili was afraid that you wouldn’t know how to install it, so she asked me to come over and ask if you wanted help.”

Ruan Ning’s eyes lit up. She quickly scanned the items in the house again, and at the same time, said: “I need help! Brother Cheng, wait for me to change clothes.”

Ruan Ning ran to the kitchen, made sure that there was nothing strange, then returned to the front door, and opened the doors one by one.

Cheng Jikuan glanced at her three doors.

Ruan Ning smiled awkwardly: “I live alone. Those who understand will understand.”

“It’s about safety.” Cheng Jikuan didn’t dwell on this: “Where is your stove?”

Ruan Qing brought him a pair of slippers: “They are in the kitchen. These are the new slippers I bought. No one has worn them yet. They are very clean.”

Cheng Jikuan lowered his head and found that the size of the slippers was a little too small. However, he did not say anything. After changing his shoes, he followed Ruan Ning into the kitchen.

The liquefied gas stove she bought yesterday was placed on the cupboard and the outer packaging had not yet been unpacked.

Ruan Ning found the scissors and handed them to Cheng Jikuan: “Sorry to trouble you.”

“No trouble.” Cheng Jikuan had already practiced it once before. He skillfully opened the cardboard box and began to assemble the liquefied gas stove.

The kitchen area of ​​the two-family apartment was very large, but Cheng Jikuan was so tall that the kitchen seemed small.

Ruan Ning walked around to the kitchen door, and suddenly, an idea flashed to her mind: “Brother Cheng, I actually have something I want to discuss with you and Jili.”

Cheng Jikuan continued his work without raising his head: “What?”

Ruan Ning said: “My colleague came to me last night and said that the situation is very complicated now. Our company is not working anymore and the boss is still collecting supplies.”

“He said they got a batch of rice and didn’t plan to give it to the boss. He asked me if I wanted to buy it, but the price was relatively expensive.”

This was the inspiration Ruan Ning got from meeting the big man today. Their appearance meant that the black market must exist. She could use this as an excuse to ‘sell’ some food to Cheng’s brother and sister.

If Cheng Jikuan hadn’t come to help today, she wouldn’t have thought of this.

To be honest, these two siblings had decent character and their fighting skills should be pretty good too, so Ruan Ning wanted to make friends with them.

On the other hand, the neighbors lived too close. If they had no food at all, Ruan Ning would not be able to sleep well at night.

Cheng Jikuan stopped what he was doing and looked up at her: “Do you want to ask me if I want to buy it?”

“Yes.” Ruan Ning looked very troubled. “I want to buy some rice to save it up. Because our boss is well-informed, he must have a reason for hoarding supplies. But my colleague said that I have to buy 30 bags of rice at a minimum, and each bag weighs 40 kilograms. I can’t buy so much.”

Ruan Ning looked at Cheng Jikuan with a sincere face: “Brother Cheng, what do you think about our two families buying together?”

Cheng Jikuan remained calm: “What’s their price?”

Ruan Ning couldn’t tell whether he was tempted or not: “The rice comes in a bag of forty kilograms, vacuum packed, and usually costs more than 100 yuan. The price is very high in the market now. For the sake of my colleagues, they said that they can give me this price.”

Ruan Ning stretched out four fingers.

Cheng Jikuan lowered his eyes and said, “Those thirty bags of rice are worth twelve thousand.”

Ruan Ning nodded and said: “Actually, the price is really good, but I’m afraid I won’t be able to eat so much. I’ll probably just need 10 bags.”

This was Ruan Ning’s rough estimate of the amount. A total of 800 kilograms of rice was enough for the people next door to make ends meet and live on the minimum living allowance for a while.

 

 

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