After breakfast the next morning, Li Long went to the Purchasing Station and unloaded the goods with Liang Shuangcheng.
Before long, Liu Gaolou arrived with his men and helped them unload. Once they finished, he said to Li Long:
"Boss Li, shall we go to the Sugar Factory now?"
"Sure." Knowing he was impatient, Li Long said, "We can take Section Chief Hu a few things while we're at it."
He then told Liang Shuangcheng:
"Shuangcheng, move the apples into the warehouse. I'll take the rest away later, so leave them for now. Once you're done, tell Uncle Gu to ask the people selling things here whether they want any apples. They're cheap, but we're selling them by the box. Twenty kilos a box, twenty yuan."
One yuan a kilo-the price of half a kilo of meat. That was fairly expensive.
But fruit growing had yet to expand on a large scale in those days, and ordinary people had very little fruit to eat in their daily lives. Otherwise, they would never have eaten tomatoes as fruit.
Although apples were the most common fruit across the country, even those weren't something people could eat often. Anyone who planted a few fruit trees in their vegetable garden would most likely fence them off. Otherwise, mischievous boys would steal the fruit before it even ripened.
The apples Li Long had brought back were Guoguang and Red Marshal. He had bought them wholesale at thirty cents a kilo, making a little money for the transport.
He took some horse meat, horse sausage, chocolate, and a few nesting dolls to the Sugar Factory-in the Jeep. The Volga was more comfortable, but it would attract too much attention at the factory. The Jeep was more "ordinary."
"How did I forget to bring them something?" Liu