Chapter 296 Food Stamps
Not long after, Old Carl drove over in a Cadillac with a motorcade. When the door was opened, two hunting dogs got out of the car, along with a few white girls who were dressed coolly and had hot bodies.
Old Carl laughed and hugged the chief leader. "Are you satisfied with the gift I gave you?"
"That's right." Zhang Ailun nodded, "Actually, I also have a gift for you."
As he said that, he took out two videotapes and stuffed them into the hands of old Carl.
The other party took a look at the packaging of the pornographic videotape and looked strange, "You really left two for me? There is no use for this thing."
"It will probably be useful when you can't lift your head anymore." Zhang Ailun smiled slightly.
"Who are you looking down on?" Old Carl blushed and was furious.
"I came to see you so late, not just to make fun of you. It's dark here and it doesn't seem like a suitable place for a party. Come to my place and we'll start the next party." Old Carl made an invitation.
Zhang Ailun thought about it and agreed. After all, it was already late, and it was not suitable to rush back to Los Angeles, so he decided to stay here and rest.
He asked the Beggars' Sect disciples to stay in the manor, and took Boktu and a few others to get on Old Carl's convoy and head to the other party's ranch. Just as Old Carl said, this old guy really knew how to enjoy himself. He basically bought all the pretty and good-looking girls nearby and invited them all to his ranch party.
Although the scale of the party is not as large as Madison's private island party, and there are not so many celebrities, models, and actresses, it focuses on the purity of a small town style.
With the words of old Carl: "Keep playing the music, keep dancing", the atmosphere became heated again.
The chief was also approached by several hot girls, and even by some acquaintances he had met in the bar. This made the chief feel awkward, after all, he was always the type to turn his back on people.
"Mr. Jin, you didn't respond the last time I added your contact information. Are you too busy?"
Listen, they even made excuses for the chief. Some even wanted to strike while the iron was hot and get the chief drunk, and suggested playing games in the private room next door.
Zhang Ailun thought about it and agreed.
The second round of the ranch party didn't end until 5 . Old Carl tragically found himself exhausted and had already taken his men away to study the precious disc given to him by the chief leader, hoping to save himself.
The next day.
Zhang Ailun woke up from the water bed in Old Carl's house, feeling refreshed and stretched.
I reached out and touched it, it was soft.
When I turned around, I saw a sea of white, and several white girls next to me were clinging to me like an octopus.
Thinking back to yesterday's poker game, the leader never lost from the beginning to the end. The opponents were dressed coolly and had poor card skills, so after a few rounds they had no choice but to accept the punishment.
Zhang Ailun pushed the few people away, got up, went into the bathroom, took a shower, and put on his clothes.
After coming out, I saw the messy scene in the room, with colorful strips of cloth all over the floor. They were so thin that one would think the person couldn't afford clothes to wear!
I collected the sticky pink toys on the floor, tidied up the scene, and placed them in the bedside table.
Zhang Ailun turned around and left the room. He went downstairs and saw a few energetic hot girls playing finger-guessing games with the Beggars' Sect disciples. It seemed that they had not slept all night.
He walked over to greet a few people and poured himself a cup of coffee to wake himself up. "What's wrong with you? Are you still playing games here?"
"Boss, we played rock-paper-scissors and card games all night long. The loser had to drink coffee, but the more we drank, the more energetic we became. We couldn't fall asleep at all. So we just started the third round of the party."
The Beggars' Sect disciples stared at a face with dark circles under its eyes and yawned. There were several others who had fallen asleep next to them. "For the dignity of men, we must not lose!"
Boring game...
Zhang Ailun glanced at the energetic hot girls. They were night owls and were used to staying up late, so he stopped paying attention to them and made himself a cup of black coffee to refresh himself. "Where are Xige and Boktu?"
"They just got up and should be going to the kitchen to help make breakfast." The Beggar Gang disciple replied.
"Ok." Zhang Ailun nodded, drank his black coffee and went to look for food.
But when we got to the ranch kitchen, we found out that they couldn't make a shitty breakfast.
The two men were arguing in front of the frying pan about whether to put onions or butter first when grilling the steak. The cook next to them was at a loss and looked at them with a strange expression. In the end, the eggs were fried black, the bread was burnt, and the onions and steak were also black and inedible.
Aren't these two people deliberately causing trouble?
He does his job well.
The cook saw the arrival of the chief as if she had seen a savior. She came over and begged, "Sir, please help me and persuade them. We really don't need so many people here."
"Are you the chef hired by Old Carl?" Zhang Ailun nodded and looked at the gray-haired cook.
"I am old Carl's cousin. After he became rich, he asked me to come here and let my family live here to help with the work. He used to love the meals I cooked the most." The cook said, "My daughter Shawen also admires you. She should have attended the party yesterday."
"...Is that so." Zhang Ailun recalled that among the white girls who played poker with him yesterday, there seemed to be a girl named Sha Wen. And she was very energetic. She was the first and the last one.
I was shocked, oh no, it turned out to be my mother-in-law!
I was a little speechless. I couldn't just say, your daughter works hard and is fun.
Seeing Boktu and Xige making trouble, Zhang Ailun went over and hit them on the back of the head. "Have you had enough of quarreling? Do you want to go out and have a fight to solve the problem?"
The two men immediately became obedient, but they still kept talking. "When I cooked the steak, you didn't even know where you were, Captain Bocteau."
"Oh, really, Captain Sig? As far as I know, you have never cooked. Do you eat half-cooked steaks picked up from street trash cans? I used to be a logistics staff and chef in a field army. The soldiers said the meals I cooked were delicious." Boktu said unhappily.
"Then it's really unlucky to be your soldiers. They have to eat this kind of shit every day. What else can you do besides processing instant fast food? If the army has to make fire and cook when fighting, they might as well fight with sticks and stones." The two men were very unconvinced and accused each other.
After thinking about it, Zhang Ailun gave them a best of both worlds idea, "Eat all the breakfast you made yourself, leaving nothing behind. I don't want to say it again."
It's only been a few days and you're already wasting food like this.
"Food is not for you to play with, it's for you to eat. Since you like to play so much, why don't you find an open space, take off your pants and play with your sausages? Do you need my help?"
In terms of talking skills, ten Sigs and Boktu were no match for the chief leader, and they lost their temper. The two looked at the junk food they made and had to bite the bullet and eat it.
"Boss, it tastes great, do you want to try it?" Sig took a big bite of bread with a mouth full of black mucus. He still refused to speak.
"I see you're just itching for trouble. Since it tastes good, eat more! Make ten identical portions and eat them all! If the food isn't thrown into the trash can and you eat it, then it's not a waste." Zhang Ailun directly fought poison with poison.
"I was wrong, boss." Sig immediately became cowardly and said with a bitter face: "This mushy bread is not for human consumption at all."
Boktu was chewing on the steak, which was crispy on the outside and hard on the inside. He was already doubting his life. He couldn't figure out why the fried steak was as hard to chew as a shoe insole. In the end, he came to the conclusion! It was the problem of the ingredients themselves!
Without the participation of the two stubborn guys, the cook quickly demonstrated her abilities and prepared a delicious breakfast in no time.
"You must have consumed a lot of energy yesterday. I specially prepared a nutritional package for you to replenish protein and calories."
He handed the chief a cup of hot milk and said, "Try it. This is milk squeezed from the cows on the ranch. It has been processed and is sterile!"
Zhang Ailun took a sip and found it to be indeed mellow and fragrant.
I returned to the ranch house with breakfast and found that the girls were all up, but old Carl was still not up. It is true that there is no such thing as a broken field, only a tired cow.
"I'm really worried that the old guy will die in his bed."
Zhang Ailun sighed and ate his breakfast. The girl named Sha Wen sat at the same table with him, cut the food and fed it to him personally. The leader of the gang also accepted it.
After finishing his breakfast, Zhang Ailun took out his mobile phone and looked at today's daily information during his break.
[Daily Intelligence: The official Tijuana rebels defeated the local drug cartels in one fell swoop, greatly deterring the militants and electing a new mayor. They also issued a statement while the iron was hot, strictly controlling organ trafficking and illegal transactions. Details: The drug cartels and the Squid Capital team behind them decided to launch a more severe retaliatory strike against them. ]
[Daily Intelligence: The private satellite you stored in the suburban hangar has been serviced. GBT is currently launching a rocket launch package, the test version of the SG52 rocket launcher. The lowest single-person package fee for a satellite launch is only $98000, and it can accommodate the launch of 120 micro-satellites at the same time. If the satellite launch fails, you will receive times the compensation from the other party.]
[Daily Intelligence: An auction will be held this afternoon for the B62 container in the southern port area of Los Angeles. The private storage will be auctioned off. The green D65 container contains an authentic Picasso painting. ]
An authentic Picasso painting?
Zhang Ailun was a little surprised.
This thing is really valuable!
Although Picasso painted more than 3 paintings during his lifetime, including 1885 oil paintings, 7089 sketches, 20000 prints and 6121 lithographs, they are widely circulated among the people and their prices vary.
But this is a painting with a celebrity effect after all. Depending on its exquisiteness and the time of painting, its value ranges from 1 million to 2 million US dollars.
Buying it means earning money!
[Daily Intelligence: Your good friend Colonel Wood has taken care of your Thunderbolt Armed Nation business and is ready to introduce you to a military supplies deal. 20 sets of American military uniforms produced in the garment factory of Yiwu, a mysterious country in the East, need to be purchased from the Matson Clipper No. D277 at the San Francisco Port at a price of 3 US dollars per set of military uniforms, transported to the S/D Pullman military base on the US-Mexico border, and sold to the head of the military base at a price of 28 US dollars. Details: Among them, there is also confidential private goods worth 400 million US dollars that need to be delivered. ]
Wow, American military uniforms made in Yiwu? $3 a set, and you sell it for $28?
Okay, okay, it still has to be you.
Even though you are wearing a dress, your heart is still free.
[Daily Intelligence: Your good friend Simone's discount coupon business encountered an unexpected disaster. The discount coupon printing factory was exposed to a large number of frauds and was sued by the Consumer Association and the company. The market situation was banned, and she decided to close the trade website and quit. ]
[Daily Intelligence: Your good friend, the great collector Madison, and his mortal enemy, the wealthy Jehovah Priam, will hold an underground bonfire slave auction at 9:30 . at the suburban Clover Ranch. You may be able to help Madison obtain the other party's dirty laundry and take revenge.]
[Details: The special guests of the auction are Air Force Colonel Frank of Edwards Air Force Base, Hollywood star Vin Diesel, East Coast rap star Pharrell Williams, singer Selena, Eastern District Judge Joe Cole of Los Angeles, investor and philanthropist Merlin of Black Forest Charity Events, leader of the Florence 13 gang, and 26 others. The auction items are: Victorian female models, Colombian supermodels, the leader of the swan dancers of the Jufeng Opera House, and former members of South Korean girl groups. ]
Zhang Ailun looked at the information and fell into deep thought.
I think Madison would be happy to get this information about his arch-enemy!
Sent a message to Simone, asking about her recent situation.
Zhang Ailun: Are you done with your discount coupon business?
Simone: How do you know?
Zhang Ailun: I saw news reports online about a discount coupon printing factory that was caught making a lot of fake coupons and was sued by the Consumer Association and the company. I think it will be difficult for your business to continue.
Simone: I didn't expect you to be in the mood to pay attention to such trivial matters, billionaire! Yes, I am also distressed, but this kind of business is difficult to do and you can't make a lot of money at all.
Allen Zhang: What are you going to do next?
Simone: I still have several hundred thousand dollars in savings. I plan to invest one hundred thousand dollars in Lori and open a grocery store with him. Maybe your people can help us.
Zhang Ailun: Is there any trick here?
Simone: A while ago, when I was selling discount items in the community, Lori and I met an Asian owner of a grocery store who specialized in food stamps.
Simone briefly explained the inside story of the industry to Zhang Ailun. It was not considered high-end knowledge, but at least many people knew about it, they just chose to do it or not.
Food stamps are a welfare subsidy initiated by state governments for low-income families. The full name is the Supplemental Nutrition Assistance Program, abbreviated as SNAP.
Food stamps are similar in concept to shopping vouchers for the homeless, but they cannot be exchanged for cash or used to purchase any items at will. They are only used to purchase essential foods such as grain, fish and meat for low-income families.
Many smart grocery store owners have also discovered this business opportunity and will choose to purchase food stamps from low-income families. Many poor families themselves do not need so much food. They would rather go hungry than smoke one less leaf or cigarette, so they will basically exchange the food stamps in their hands for cash at the store.
Grocery store owners also tacitly allow customers to redeem food stamps for cash or other groceries such as cigarettes, and purchase food stamps at a low price of 1 cents in cash or equivalent goods for $50 in food stamps.
They have accumulated a large amount of food coupons, and then cashed them out to the government for food or cash, making a profit from the price difference. The most valuable ones are seafood coupons, beef coupons, and protein food coupons. On the black market website, a seafood coupon can be as high as $15.
In particular, a family of four can use the food coupons printed with the restaurant chain's logo to make online reservations for free meals at nearby mid- to high-end chain restaurants. Many chain restaurants participate in nutrition assistance programs for tax deductions.
Zhang Ailun understood the operation mode immediately. Isn't it just speculation to make money from the country?
What the West Coast lacks the least is poor families. If you grow big, you can indeed make money from the government, but it is not recommended for self-employed individuals without connections to do so.
Of course, the chief leader has the connections and strength, and can also help Simone.
Zhang Ailun: Jin Rachel of Short Tail Dog has a restaurant, and maybe she can help you cash out. Although many people in my team have jobs now, they don’t have any assets. They are also low-income families, and they can get food stamps through the shelter. When the time comes, they can also buy the low-end items they need through your grocery store, and you can also make money.
(End of this chapter)
