Whitaker Scarlett charged them 7 cents per pound, cheaper than what they had bought before, so how could they not be satisfied?
300 pounds of oil cakes were almost not enough to sell in Wellwater village, and two households said that if Whitaker Scarlett brought more goods back, they must keep some for them.
Selling to the villagers meant earning 3 Dollars less from the 300 pounds of oil cakes, but gains and losses in the world are not just calculated by money. The people of Wellwater village were very satisfied, and Whitaker Scarlett herself was quite satisfied. She didn’t invest any capital, and she earned both money and favor.
“Oh, I forgot to keep some for the family.”
Whitaker Scarlett was so busy she forgot, and Amanda didn’t refuse. She had just helped weigh the oil cakes, and her hands were oily. After washing her hands, she didn’t even want to waste the water, and poured it into the pigs’ trough.
“You’ll bring oil cakes back in a couple of days, no rush.”
After finishing the business, Whitaker Scarlett took a basin of water and cleaned her bicycle thoroughly. The baskets that had held the oil residue were also washed and put out to dry, and then she cleaned herself. Her legs were trembling when she took a bath, showing how much effort she had exerted. Making money wasn’t that easy! 300 pounds of oil residue, all the way from HarborfieldCity back to Wellwater village.
In her previous life, as a senior executive, as she got older, her metabolism slowed down, she dared not eat too much, and she had to find time to exercise to maintain her figure. With her current activity level and age, she could eat whatever she wanted without gaining weight. The benefits of returning to her youth were that she was full of fighting spirit and vitality again!
Elizabeth didn’t return until 7 pm.
Seeing Whitaker Scarlett, she was quite apprehensive. For some reason, the people who sold her loaches today were particularly numerous; she had collected over 80 pounds of loaches.
“Your business is quite famous in the surrounding villages. Will anyone want to follow suit and resell loaches?”
Elizabeth’s worry wasn’t unfounded.
Whitaker Scarlett was very happy that her mother knew how to think independently.
“They can’t sell them in Greenfield County, so they can only send them to HarborfieldCity. The market in Harborfield is so large that one or two followers won’t harm my interests.”
Whitaker Scarlett no longer planned to take the retail route. After conquering the purchasing agents of the Municipal Committee Guest House and the Yellow River Hotel, the doors of other similar units in HarborfieldCity were beckoning to her.
“I’m not afraid of collecting more loaches, as long as it doesn’t exceed 100 pounds a day, I’m confident I can sell them all.”
Whitaker Scarlett was bragging to her mother when Carson called her from outside.
Whitaker Scarlett went out. “Brother Carson, why are you back again today?”
Carson was a repeat student. Greenfield County was quite a distance from Wellwater village, and Whitaker Scarlett thought he wouldn’t be back until the following weekend. Unexpectedly, he came again that evening.
“Didn’t you go to school today?”
It was dark, so whether Carson’s face was red or not wasn’t obvious. He carried a large bag, handing it to Whitaker Scarlett: “Didn’t I say I’d borrow you some books? These are from my classmate. He got into university this year and won’t need his high school books anymore, so I borrowed them.”
Carson spoke lightly.
In reality, he had spent the entire day borrowing the books. Borrowing a set of ordinarily used textbooks wasn’t difficult for Carson, but if the original owner had gotten into university, it meant that many people would be vying for the used textbooks because they contained the university student’s notes. By looking at these notes in the textbooks, perhaps some unclear knowledge points would suddenly become clear, improving exam scores by a few points—a change of fate.
This set of textbooks was actually borrowed for himself.
His classmate had already gone to study in another city, and Carson only got the textbooks from his classmate’s home that day. But after some thought, he chose to lend this set of books with university student notes to Whitaker Scarlett. Whitaker Scarlett wanted to take the university entrance exam, and Carson didn’t know how poor her foundation was. Having never attended high school, she needed this set of textbooks with university student notes even more than he did.
