Rebirth of a fishing village: starting from Hua Axiang in Jiehu Village

Zhao Dahai looked very ugly. After leaving Cheng Wenfeng's store, he went into several stores to ask for prices. The prices were all very low.

Thirty yuan a catty?

What a joke! ?

Isn't it more profitable to sell fresh goods at this price? Does it take a lot of effort to boil, peel and dry it?

The mussels in my hands are of very high quality, and cannot be compared to those in these dry goods stores. The owners of these dry goods stores took it and resold it for eighty or even one hundred pounds a pound, making a lot of money. I don't envy this thing. I should make this money if I have a way. This is other people's ability, but the price given to me is too low. Not to mention fifty or sixty yuan, no one is willing to give even forty yuan a pound.

Cheng Wenfeng was right just now. Thirty-five yuan per pound is really the highest price. why is it like this? Needless to say, it must be a tacit understanding among the shop owners here in Dry Goods Street. These people are sure that there is no way they won't sell it, and they bet that they will eventually feel that it was pulled up from the sea anyway, and what they are selling is their strength, which costs no money. They have to sell whatever they have to make a huge profit.

Zhao Dahai looked at the sun above his head. It was almost eleven o'clock. He had been busy all morning and felt depressed. Don't sell it in a fit of anger and eat it yourself? This is almost a hundred kilograms of stuff worth several thousand yuan. It is impossible to keep it at home. It must be sold, not to mention that I am waiting for the money to repair the fishing boat.

Zhao Dahai thought about it for a while, and decided to go to Liu Gang's place to see if he would accept it. If he accepted it and the price was right, he would sell it.

Zhao Dahai got on his motorcycle and just exited the intersection of Ganhuo Street. He was about to step on the accelerator to speed up when several car horns came from behind him. He pulled over to get out of the way. A Mercedes Benz passed by but did not drive forward. After turning around and being blocked in front, a fat man wearing a suit and tie got out of the car. This kind of appearance is very rare in a place like this town. I suddenly remembered seeing him in a dry goods store about ten minutes ago.

"The ones in the bag are mussels, right?!"

Wu Weimin pointed to the bag on the back seat of the motorcycle.

Zhao Dahai immediately understood that this fat man wanted to buy mussels. He must have seen the mussels he showed to the owner of the dry goods store just now in the dry goods store. Seeing that he and the owner of the dry goods store had not reached a deal, he followed him to catch up.

Zhao Dahai set up his motorcycle, untied the rope holding the bag, opened the opening, and took out a small bag of mussels.

"How much is a catty?!"

Wu Weiming stretched out his hand and pulled it, picked up a few more and looked at them carefully, then broke one off, smelled it under his nose for a while, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Seventy-five yuan a catty."

"No bargaining."

Zhao Dahai didn't know who Fatty was, but he definitely wanted to buy these mussels.

"Aha!"

"Do you think I'm the one who was taken advantage of?!"

"You can sell it for 45 yuan in a dry goods store, right?!"

"The lion wants seventy-five yuan to come to my place?!"

Wu Weiming looked at Zhao Dahai with wide eyes. He could hear clearly in the dry goods store that the boss was unwilling to pay thirty-five yuan a pound.

"Forty yuan will definitely not sell, but fifty yuan will definitely sell."

Zhao Dahai admitted honestly.

"Why!"

"If it's like this, it doesn't make sense. Why do you have to pay seventy-five yuan a catty when you come to me?!"

Wu Weimin quit.

"The quality of my mussels is very high."

"If you buy it elsewhere, you won't be able to buy it for 75 yuan per catty. If the owner of the dry goods store takes it, it will cost you at least 100 yuan per catty, or even 120 yuan per catty."

"I only open seventy-five yuan a catty. Not greedy, are you?!"

Zhao Dahai really didn't know what the fat man in front of him did, but he was driving a Mercedes and wearing a suit and tie. If he didn't want to buy something and wanted to buy it immediately, he wouldn't have come to the dry goods street at this time.

Wu Weimin was a little annoyed, but he had to admit that the quality of these mussels from Zhao Dahai was really good. Buying them from other places would cost at least 150 yuan or even 200 yuan per catty.

"OK!"

“That’s the price!”

Wu Weimin had no choice. The man in front of him could see clearly. He was really anxious to buy it, and the price was cheaper than buying it at the dry goods store. No need to worry.

When Zhao Dahai packed his home, he used transparent plastic bags to pack ten kilograms in small packages. After negotiating the price, he took them all out and fluffed each small package so that he could see clearly without pouring them all out. What are the mussels like?

"good!"

“These mussels are really good!”

"Really big, really fat."

Wu Weiming was very satisfied. Seventy-five yuan a catty of this kind of goods is really not expensive.

I borrowed a scale from the store next to Zhao Dahai and re-weighed it in front of Wu Weiming. The total was ninety-eight kilograms one tael, which was not much different from the ninety-eight kilograms forty-two weighed at home. It cost seventy-five yuan a pound. The total is seven thousand three hundred and fifty-seven yuan.

"correct."

"Why don't you order one hundred yuan or one hundred and twenty yuan a catty?"

Wu Weimin asked Zhao Dahai while counting the money in the car. Zhao Dahai knew very well that if he bought these mussels from other places, he would have to spend more money, but the price was only 75 yuan per pound, so he was really curious.

"Would you buy it at 120 yuan a catty?"

Qi Dahai looked at Wu Weimin.

Wu Weiming thought about it carefully and shook his head. It wasn't that the price was too high and he couldn't accept it, but that he would be very angry and very likely to turn around and leave.

Zhao Dahai knew very well that if he opened a dry goods store, it would be okay to charge a price of one hundred and twenty yuan or higher. But since he produces and sells his own goods and sells them from one hand, it would not be appropriate to charge too high a price - he really felt that he could sell the goods in the store. The price guy is definitely out of his mind. People like Wu Weimin are not short of money. It doesn't matter whether it costs 75 yuan per catty or 100 yuan per catty or even 150 yuan per catty or 200 yuan per catty. The key is whether you recognize the price and whether you feel comfortable. Shu Tan, I knew it when I was bargaining in the dry goods store just now. No matter what, it is impossible for me to eat these mussels. The longer they are pressed in my hands, the worse it will be, especially now that I am anxious to use money to repair the fishing boat and sell these mussels. At the same time, try to make as much money as possible. Seventy-five yuan per pound is not bad, much higher than selling it to the owner of a dry goods store. Don’t be too greedy. It’s true that the lion opened his mouth and the business couldn’t be done. Dried mussels are not a rare thing. Wu Weimin was so angry that he would rather spend more money to buy them from other places. The only one who suffered was himself, and the mussels were smashed into his own hands. Finally, he said You are not allowed to sell it to the dry goods store owner for thirty-five dollars. That is stealing chickens without losing money. Seventy-five yuan per pound is already very good, far exceeding my expectations.

Zhao Dahai carried the mussels and put them in the trunk of Wu Weimin's Daben, counted the money and put it in his pocket.

Wu Weiming took a business card and handed it to Zhao Dahai, saying that he could call if he had any good things in the future.

Zhao Dahai watched Da Ben disappear and looked down at the business card.

Jin Minghua’s private restaurant? !

Is this fat man a cook?

Zhao Dahai stuffed his business card into his pocket. If he really had something good, give him a call. The price would be right and he would sell it to anyone.

Zhao Dahai was in an extremely good mood. This trip to the town to sell mussels was a bit bumpy, but there was a bright future, and the price of seventy-five yuan was far beyond his expectations.

"Zhao Dahai."

"How did you get here?!"

When I arrived at the sea and was about to ride my motorcycle back to the village, someone shouted from behind.

A new day has arrived!

Thank you so much for your great support. Everything is in the eyes, and I would like to say thank you again.

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