Rebirth 1989: My Unlucky Career

Batu Le thought carefully, and then said slowly to Zhao Zhuo:

"To be honest, I have never directly exchanged cattle or sheep for tea, so it is difficult to have a clear measure of price."

After a pause, Batule asked tentatively:

"What do you think, ten pounds of tea leaves would be exchanged for one sample?"

After hearing this, Zhao Zhuo fell silent.

Not only Zhao Zhuo was silent, but the drivers next to him were also silent.

Seeing this, Batule couldn't help but feel anxious:

"Why, Zhao Zhuo, do you think this price is too low?

But this is already a very conscientious price that I can give, and it is really difficult to raise it any higher.”

Seeing that he didn't speak, Batule became anxious first, and Zhao Zhuo couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The reason why he didn't say anything was not because he thought the price was low. On the contrary, Zhao Zhuo felt that the price was a bit too high!

In Fengtian, the price of a pound of mutton is about fifty yuan, and the purchase price of a pound of tea is only a few yuan.

A few yuan worth of things can be exchanged for dozens of yuan worth of things, a profit ratio of almost ten times. Such a high profit made Zhao Zhuo feel a little distracted for a while.

Seeing Zhao Zhuo's wry smile, Batule misunderstood again and thought that Zhao Zhuo was really dissatisfied with the price. After thinking about it, Batule gritted his teeth:

"Then tell me, how many kilograms of tea leaves can be exchanged for one sample?!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhuo quickly said:

"No need for me to say it, I think the price you mentioned, Brother Batule, is quite suitable."

Hearing this, Batule's worried heart finally felt relieved.

He took a breath and said:

"Hey, I thought you thought the price was too low."

Zhao Zhuo thought to himself: Do I think the price is too low? Do I think the price is too high?

However, of course there is no need to say this.

In fact, Zhao Zhuo also saw it. If he gritted his teeth and disagreed, Batu Le would definitely continue to increase the price.

However, such a high profit is enough to satisfy Zhao Zhuo.

As the saying goes, when a person's heart is not enough, a snake swallows an elephant, so how much money is enough?

Zhao Zhuo was pursuing long-term business rather than a one-time deal, so he did not open his mouth again.

After agreeing on the price, Batule said with some embarrassment:

"However, you have so much tea here, I can't take it all at once. After all, these more than 10,000 kilograms of tea are worth more than a thousand sheep.

Although I have so many sheep, I still need to sell some sheep for money and for other purposes."

Batu Le said it very honestly, and Zhao Zhuo nodded as he expected.

With so much tea, he didn't expect Batule to be able to eat it all by himself.

After completing this business, Zhao Zhuo would inevitably have to find a new buyer.

Zhao Zhuo asked:

"Brother Batule, how much tea can you want?"

Batule thought for a while and then said:

"I want about three thousand pounds."

Zhao Zhuo couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this number.

He was originally very impressed because Batu Le could ask for two to three hundred catties, but he didn't expect that Batu Le would ask for three thousand catties!

You know, if their family drinks it alone, they may not be able to finish the three thousand kilograms of tea in their lifetime.

Seeing Zhao Zhuo's surprised expression, Batule smiled.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhuo couldn't help but ask:

"You want so much tea, can you sell it? Don't throw it all into your hands when the time comes.

After all, you nomads often go to various places to graze, so it is not convenient to carry so much tea."

Zhao Zhuo did not directly ask Batule if he wanted to sell it.

After all, with so much tea, Batule must have wanted to resell it, there is no doubt about it.

The question is whether Batu Le can be sold!

Zhao Zhuo felt that Batule himself was a very down-to-earth prairie man, and the two got along very well. Zhao Zhuo was also sincerely worried about Batule.

Hearing Zhao Zhuo's words, Batule was also very moved.

He smiled and said:

"Don't worry, I will definitely be able to sell this tea."

Hearing Batule's words with such certainty, Zhao Zhuo couldn't help but become curious:

"Do you have channels? What channels do you have that can give you such a confident guarantee?

To be honest, before I came to Hailanbao or even met you, I never thought that this tea would be so popular."

Batule nodded:

"Yes, this is the difference between you outsiders and us local herdsmen.

You may not know that due to various reasons, many herdsmen will not come to Hailanbao to do business, but will always stay on the grassland to graze.

These people buy all their daily necessities from people who find their homes and go to them to sell goods.

This is true for the basic firewood, rice, oil and salt, and the same is true for tea, which is also essential in life."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhuo nodded thoughtfully:

"But these people live in pursuit of water and grass, and outsiders like us have no way of selling tea to them.

But it's different for herdsmen like you, you can easily find them and sell tea to them."

Hearing this, Batule nodded in admiration:

"Zhao Zhuo, you are really born to do business. You have already made a guess before I even finished speaking."

Zhao Zhuo smiled faintly and said with some embarrassment:

"Brother Batule, maybe you don't realize it yourself. In fact, you have made this matter very clear."

Hearing this, Batule smiled slightly awkwardly:

"Oh yeah, I really didn't notice it."

Looking at Batu Le's honest expression, Zhao Zhuo gave a helpless smile.

For people like Batule, it is okay to sell to herdsmen who live in the grasslands and cannot come out. If they sell to others, they may have to count the money for them after they are sold.

After the two parties agreed on the price, Batule smiled and picked up one of Zhao Zhuo's hands, and then slapped it heavily with his own hand:

"Happy cooperation, my friend!"

Zhao Zhuo didn't react at first, but it wasn't until Batule, who had extremely strong hands, came over to pat him that Zhao Zhuo suddenly realized what Batule was trying to do.

However, by this time it was already too late.

Zhao Zhuo, who was unprepared, felt as if his hand had been slapped by a piece of iron, and it went numb all of a sudden.

Yes, in a physical sense... numb.

Zhao Zhuo quickly threw away his hand subconsciously, but he was met with ridicule from Batu Le:

"Hey, Zhao Zhuo, you are such a big man, why can't you be okay if you are photographed?"

Hearing this, Zhao Zhuo could only smile bitterly and shake his head.

Seeing that Batu Le was very interested, Zhao Zhuo could only nod in agreement:

"It's a pleasure to work with you."

After a pause, Zhao Zhuo said:

"Brother Batule, please wait here. I will arrange for someone to bring tea and then load the sheep into the car."