After the transaction, the middle-aged man shook the remaining half sack of cash and smiled, "If you bring another truck with eight tons of goods, I really won't have enough money. Since your truck is empty and returning will waste fuel, why don't you load some goods? The price definitely won't cheat you much."
Zhang Guoqing understood that the other party wanted more goods.
Coincidentally, he had the same intention. He smiled and nodded, "Alright. Since you put it that way, I won't haggle with you. Just count those three pigs in the pen for me. And load me up with any other good stuff you have."
"Sounds good. You prepare first."
Zhang Guoqing knew he meant to wait until the goods arrived to talk further.
Seeing this, he wasted no time. Without a word, he directly placed a full sack of cash and a large bag containing the remainder into the truck's back seat.
He glanced outside, patted Zhou Jiao, and signaled her to come in about twenty minutes.
