Rebirth 1989: My Unlucky Career

Uncle Li smiled and said:

"That's no problem! If you think this batch of pears is okay, give me a call and we can save the next batch of pears for you in the entire village!"

Zhao Zhuo nodded:

"no problem."

…

After the agreement was reached, the three of them returned to the point of sale, and Zhao Zhuo gave a deposit of 20,000 yuan on the spot.

Seeing real money and silver, the villagers' enthusiasm was instantly ignited.

Zhao Zhuo called the company to make arrangements, and by the afternoon three trucks had arrived in Anshan.

They picked directly in the afternoon of the same day. In one afternoon, they picked 100,000 kilograms of pears cleanly.

Back to Fengtian, it was already getting late.

Zhao Zhuo and Zhang Yun had something to eat and then went back to rest.

…

Early the next morning, Zhao Zhuo led the team and headed straight for the Soviet Union.

Before setting off this time, Zhao Zhuo had already done some research. There were several fruit producing areas in the Soviet Union, among which the Ural was the closest to Fengtian.

Moreover, the Ural region is rich in large cherries that are extremely popular in Fengtian!

Due to climate and soil reasons, there are almost no places in Fengtian where cherries can be grown. Therefore, cherries are very rare in Fengtian and the price is also very expensive.

More importantly, in addition to being an important fruit producing area in the Soviet Union, the Urals also served as a fruit transit hub in the Soviet Union. Many fruits produced in other places would be shipped to the Urals first. Fruit merchants would also go directly to the Urals to purchase goods.

Although the current economic situation in the Soviet Union is very bad, the fruit business in the Urals is still very large, which shows the importance of the Ural region.

Now when he goes to the Soviet Union, Zhao Zhuo is already very familiar with it.

After three days and two nights of journey, the convoy arrived in Ural City.

After entering the city, everyone realized that the so-called "Fruit Capital of the Soviet Union" did not come for nothing.

I saw fruit stalls everywhere on the streets of the Urals, although only a few people bought them.

Zhao Zhuo randomly found a shop and asked about the price. It was so cheap that Zhao Zhuo almost didn't believe it.

Suddenly, Zhao Zhuo felt that he was in the right place!

The fruit stall is naturally not the destination of the convoy.

Zhao Zhuo asked a local for directions, and then followed the instructions and led the convoy to the largest fruit trading market in Ural City.

At this time, the trade market was a little deserted, with not many people.

I heard from locals that when the Soviet economy was good, the fruit market here would have transportation vehicles running around the clock, and there would always be a sea of ​​people inside.

Now looking at the sparse people inside, Zhao Zhuo couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

However, although there are not many people, there are many types of fruits.

Zhao Zhuo took a general look and saw that there were all kinds of strange and weird fruits inside that Zhao Zhuo could not see in China.

As soon as Zhao Zhuo's three cars drove into the market, they immediately attracted the attention of people inside the market.

After all, those who dare to bring three trucks of goods to the market at this time are often not easy.

Zhao Zhuo found a place to park his car and casually walked into a shop in the market.

Inside, a bald middle-aged man was lying on a rocking chair and listening to the radio boredly.

Zhao Zhuo walked over and asked in fluent Russian:

"Hello, do we collect fruit here?"

Hearing this, the bald man slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Zhao Zhuo. He was a little surprised at first, as if he didn't expect that a Chinese could speak Russian so fluently. Then, the man shook his head coldly:

"Look at our market. There are so many fruits that we can't even sell them all. What kind of fruits are still being collected?"

Zhao Zhuo had already guessed such a situation. Hearing this, he was not anxious, but smiled slightly:

"Why don't you ask me what kind of fruit I brought?"

Hearing this, the bald man said calmly:

"Oh, I really don't care what you are bringing. We in the Urals produce all kinds of fruits, and we have seen them all in the market."

After hearing this, Zhao Zhuo took out a pear and slowly placed it in front of the bald man.

When the man saw Li Li, he stood up in surprise:

"Chinese pear?"

Zhao Zhuo nodded:

"That's right, authentic Chinese pears, crisp and sweet."

The bald man suddenly became energetic.

It turns out that, also due to climate and soil reasons, pears do not grow here at all in the Urals.

However, because Soviet people smoked and drank a lot, their lungs were often not very good.

Pears, a fruit that can clear the lungs and remove internal heat, are naturally a good thing in the eyes of the Soviet people.

Therefore, Chinese pears are very popular among the Soviets.

However, because transportation is too troublesome and the shelf life of pears is not long, they are rarely seen in the Soviet Union.

Occasionally, a batch of pears of relatively good quality would be shipped to the Soviet Union, and they would often be sold out within a short period of time.

Therefore, despite looking at this batch of 100,000 kilograms, it is actually not much at all.

The bald man asked:

"Can I try one?"

Zhao Zhuo nodded lightly.

The bald man eagerly picked up a pear and bit into it without even washing it.

After several days of transportation, the sweetness of this batch of sharp pears has been greatly improved. In addition, the Soviets have not really eaten pears, so after one bite, the bald man was very satisfied.

."This pear is so sweet! It is simply a delicacy on earth!"

The bald man couldn't help but sigh.

As he spoke, the man ate a pear in three mouthfuls.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhuo couldn't help but secretly gasped: It seems that he has never eaten pears...

After eating, the bald man wiped his mouth with satisfaction, and then said with surprise:

"How did you transport this batch of goods from China? There is no deterioration at all, and it is still so fresh!"

The bald man was really puzzled that the fruit could still be so fresh after such a long transportation distance.

Zhao Zhuo smiled slightly when he heard this:

"This variety is long-lasting, and the longer it is stored, the sweeter it becomes. Not only is it fresh now, but even if you store it for another three days or so, there will be no problem at all!"

Hearing this, the bald man's eyes lit up:

"How many of these goods do you have?!"

Zhao Zhuo smiled faintly:

"I'll have as much as you want."

Hearing this, the bald man couldn't help but frown, subconsciously feeling that Zhao Zhuo was bragging.

So, he asked somewhat provocatively:

"Chinese friends, please don't brag. Hum, I want one hundred thousand catties, do you have it?"

Zhao Zhuo nodded lightly:

"Friends, Chinese people never brag. There are three heavy-duty trucks outside, weighing exactly 100,000 kilograms. Let's go and take a look?"

Hearing this, the bald man was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.

He had no idea that this young Chinese man in front of him could have such great strength!