Sun Jiaqiang was anxious, but someone else was even more anxious.
The day before yesterday, there had been relatively few people at the Happiness Purchasing Station, but Qi Shuohui had not paid much attention. After all, business at a purchasing station was unpredictable, and it was perfectly normal for the number of visitors to vary from day to day.
What he had not expected was that there would be relatively few people yesterday, too. The number coming to sell things had dropped by more than sixty percent from usual!
At this time of year, fritillaria was the main thing the purchasing stations bought, and it was also their biggest moneymaker of the entire summer.
In the past, they had taken in at least a hundred kilograms of dried fritillaria every day.
On good days, three or four hundred kilograms was perfectly normal. With the market opening up, everyone knew they could earn money from sideline work to supplement their household income, or even get rich.
Back in the days of communal living, fritillaria dug up in the mountains had generated sideline income for the villages. Now, as long as you were not caught, whatever you dug up was yours.
A kilogram of fresh fritillaria could sell for several yuan. A fast digger could gather seven or eight kilograms a day and earn several dozen yuan. How good was that!
So, with farming not particularly busy right now, plenty of people were going into the mountains to dig fritillaria, and naturally the purchasing stations were taking in more.
Who would have thought that on that first day, he would buy less than fifty kilograms of dried fritillaria? Naturally, he had no idea that Li Long had snapped up the biggest batch.
Some days were better than others. That had been Qi