I Have A Space For Planting

Chapter 37, Selling Ginseng

That is to say, Zhao Shengnan recognized Zhang Cheng now, otherwise Zhang Cheng might have to be beaten again.

"At most once!" But still warned in advance.

Zhang Cheng was taken aback when he heard the words, one time at a time.

Anyway, he and Xiangxiang had double rowed twice before.

Half an hour later, Zhang Cheng was satisfied.

This woman Zhao Shengnan even learned how to fight back. But still not his opponent.

After a short rest, Zhao Shengnan got up, intending to watch the video of the boxing match again.

This made Zhang Cheng very helpless.

"Go to sleep."

Zhao Shengnan hesitated for a moment: "I'll read it a few more times, and there are a few things that really catch my attention."

Zhao Shengnan said so, what can Zhang Cheng do, he can only get up and accompany him.

I just opened the refrigerator and looked at the empty refrigerator. Zhang Cheng blinked and could only close it again.

Zhao Shengnan glanced at it.

"I buy and eat on the same day." Obviously, I don't have the habit of using the refrigerator.

Zhang Cheng felt a little helpless. After installing the refrigerator, he thought of covering up the origin of his ginseng, so he went out to Changshan, and he didn't have time to buy it for Zhao Shengnan.

Moving a bench and sitting with Zhao Shengnan, Zhang Cheng once again strengthened his determination to buy a big sofa here.

After watching the boxing match with Zhao Shengnan for a while, Zhang Cheng looked at Zhao Shengnan who was so absorbed in watching the match that he seemed unwilling to even blink.

"Do you like boxing that much?"

Zhao Shengnan: "Yes." He said casually: "I have been practicing boxing since I was 14 years old."

Zhang Cheng blinked his eyes thoughtfully.

After re-watching the video of the game that lasted less than five minutes, Zhao Shengnan was ready to go to bed.

The next day, Zhao Shengnan bought breakfast for Zhang Cheng and went to training on his own.

After thinking about it, Zhang Cheng went back to Xiangxiang, took out the ginseng stored in the refrigerator to keep fresh for 1 day, one fresh ginseng, one 10-day dried ginseng, one fresh ginseng, and then called Guan Daqiangguan Grandpa's phone call.

During this time, the old man would call every now and then to ask about ginseng.

Zhang Cheng thought it was better to sell the ginseng to the old man earlier, so that the other party would not continue to question him.

Hearing that Zhang Cheng finally had ginseng, Mr. Guan was quite happy.

Make an appointment at a teahouse.

"Uncle Guan, I found dried ginseng and fresh ginseng this time, which one do you want?" Zhang Cheng said while taking out the ginseng.

Mr. Guan took the white gloves handed over by his assistant, and carefully checked the differences between several types of ginseng.

Even if he doesn't know much about ginseng, he can clearly see that 10-day ginseng is much better than 1-day ginseng.

"What's the price?"

"50,000 dried ginseng in 3 years, 80,000 fresh ginseng in 3 years, 600,000 dried ginseng in 20 years, and 750,000 fresh ginseng in 20 years." Zhang Cheng said. This price was decided after he made certain considerations.

Mr. Guan nodded: "Okay, I want it all, Xiao Cheng, where do you still have ginseng?" He looked like he was going to wrap up all the ginseng on Zhang Cheng's side.

"Old Guan, you old boy is not authentic." The voice of the old man Yan Xuyan came from outside, and he obviously heard what his old friend said just now.

Mr. Guan was not surprised to see his old friends, after all, this teahouse was a place where several of their old buddies often came and went.

Drink tea, play chess, chat and have a meal or something.

The waiter who brought Mr. Yan over saw a few people talking about sex, bowed and left the box.

When Mr. Yan came over, he was surprised to find that Zhang Cheng still had fresh ginseng.

"Not bad, hey, did you find any fresh ginseng this time?"

"Uncle Yan." Zhang Cheng got up and said hello.

"Sit down." After Mr. Yan sat down, he said to Mr. Guan: "Lao Yang, Lao Zhang, and Lao Bai are also thinking about that. You can make it yourself. Are you afraid they will trouble you?"

Mr. Guan smiled wryly when he heard his old friend's threat: "Okay, okay, who let you touch that, I will give you some, okay?"

Then he turned to look at Zhang Cheng with some concern, wanting to know the amount of ginseng.

"Uncle Guan, I brought back a total of 15 3-year-old dried ginseng, 10 3-year-old fresh ginseng, 5 20-year-old dried ginseng, and 3 20-year-old fresh ginseng."

Mr. Guan silently calculated the total price.

Mr. Yan asked the price casually.

Naturally, there is nothing to say, Zhang Cheng told the old man the price of fresh ginseng.

"The total is 6.8 million, right? I want it all." The rich and powerful Mr. Guan spent several million, like buying a Chinese cabbage, without a trace of reluctance.

"Xiao Cheng, this is not acceptable. You can't just sell it to Lao Guan. I have to ask for at least half of it. That's all right. You can sell these to Lao Guan and we can talk elsewhere." After hearing this time, Mr. Yan Zhang Cheng actually bought so many ginseng, his eyes lit up immediately, and he directly dismantled the stage.

Grandpa Guan became anxious immediately.

"Old Yan, you are so wicked, I promise to give you a little bit."

Mr. Yan chuckled: "If you don't count 6.8 million, I will believe it."

After all, the number of people Zhang Cheng mentioned just now, the total price is 6.8 million.

Mr. Guan smacked his lips.

He thought about spending the money and just share some ginseng beards with the old man. I didn't expect to be seen through by Mr. Yan.

In the end, the two old men were thinking about how to distribute the ginseng this time.

Mr. Yang Shuyang and Mr. Zhang Yuanzhang happened to come over. They were about to have a makeshift breakfast, and when they found this place, they hurried over.

Soon after the daytime, old man Bai was notified and rushed over.

Several old friends met, and even broke up.

And these few are also Zhang Cheng's ginseng, currently the most important buyers.

Fortunately, the old men have been dealing with each other for half their lives, and finally decided to split the matter equally.

Of course, it cannot be said to be completely fair. At least it did.

Zhang Cheng saw that the elders had discussed it, and returned to the residence to bring the remaining ginseng.

Although Zhang Cheng also knows that now his ginseng is a complete seller's market, as long as he wants, he can set the price of ginseng very high, and he is not afraid that these rich old men will not buy it, but why bother.

Enough money is enough, on the one hand, directly raising the price of ginseng to a sky-high price, isn't it just to make people jealous.

Especially now that he is fledgling, and he doesn't want to be too conspicuous.

When the mountain farm on the other side of Shantun is developed in the future, the price of ginseng will naturally be reflected.

Moreover, maintaining a price that makes several old men feel cheap is also paving the way for future accumulation of the market.

After all, everyone has three or five friends, especially rich people like the old men. When you come across something good, it’s hard not to show off and share it with your friends.

At that time, the fame of ginseng will slowly ferment.

Just like Mr. Yan Xuyan, he helped him introduce Mr. Guan as the buyer.

Watching several old men divide ginseng.

After thinking about it, Zhang Cheng said, "Uncle Yan, I have something here, I wonder if you can help me out?"