The next day, at the crack of dawn, Qiao Mei woke Li Gui up and took her to the storeroom for a discussion. She originally had hundreds of baskets of beans but after the agreement between the village and the supply and marketing cooperative was made, she had sold most of those beans to the villagers at a low price. Therefore, there were only about 10 baskets of beans left in the storeroom. In the corner, there were also a few baskets of shriveled bean sprouts. Qiao Mei had taken back some of the energy from the bean sprouts early in the morning so as to make them look more realistic.
"These few baskets of bean sprouts are not up to standard. If you have time, you can go to the black market to sell them. It's not so convenient for me to go now but it's a pity to throw them away." Qiao Mei looked at these bean sprouts regretfully.
