Xiao Zhang's pupils dilated upon hearing the price, which was even cheaper than what his relatives offered, especially for some mountain produce which was even more affordable.
This thought sparked a myriad of thoughts in Xiao Zhang's mind, and he looked at Xu Ying with brightened eyes, "Xu Ying, where do you usually sell these vegetables? Why not sell them to the restaurant?"
Private trading isn't allowed, but formal trading certainly is.
If he could lower the prices, he'd save a lot for his superiors; coming off stronger than his rivals, they might even reward him with bonuses.
So, really, there was only upside to this deal, no downside whatsoever.
Upon hearing this, Xu Ying immediately turned serious, "I don't know if this can work, but since we're colleagues, as long as your price is right, I'll try my best to help you, even if it means breaking my head and bleeding."
