rebirth of cataclysm

Hu Mingchen's congratulations to Wang Chengwu were like a slap on the face of Boss Zhang, making him even more embarrassed.

The word "congratulations" is a kind of sideways sarcasm and ridicule of Boss Zhang's hypocrisy and hypocrisy.

"Okay, then you should go back early. It's really late. I won't let you eat anymore. Be careful on the way." Before Hu Mingchen could stand up, Wang Chengwu stood up first, which shows this guy's caring words.

How hypocritical.

When she came out of the house, she saw Wu Yuying preparing a fish in the kitchen next to her, as if she was afraid that Hu Mingchen would be reluctant to leave after seeing his family eating fish tonight. She caught sight of Hu Mingchen from the corner of her eye and turned around hurriedly.

Use your body to block the fat silver carp in your hand.

Hu Mingchen sneered contemptuously in his heart, but on the surface he seemed very polite. He greeted Wu Yuying before walking out of her house and embarking on the road home.

After visiting Wang Chengwu's house, Hu Mingchen was worried about the gains and losses. On the way home, he was not as anxious as before. As he walked, his mind was analyzing and weighing the meeting just now, trying to find useful information from it.

It is said that Hu Mingchen worried about gains and losses because this brief meeting gave him a certain amount of confidence and encouragement, but also dealt a certain blow to him. The blow was not due to boss Zhang's unkind play, but to the price.

The price of one yuan and two that Boss Zhang gave to Hu Mingchen should be fake and unreasonable. Hu Mingchen has basically confirmed this. Otherwise, the price of ginger would not be three cents. If dried ginger is really only one yuan and two

, ginger is probably no more than two cents.

Wang Chengwu's ginger can be sold for 30 cents per catty, so Hu Mingchen is confident that his dried ginger can be sold for 1.89 yuan. Thirty cents per catty of ginger at least shows the recovery and rise of the market. With this foundation, Hu Mingchen

I am sure that my dried ginger will never be lost.

However, this is just Hu Mingchen’s own subjective guess. Although the prices of dried ginger and raw ginger are linked, sometimes they are not necessarily so close. For example, last year, when ginger was still in high-end, the price of dried ginger

But it has already declined, which ultimately caused many people to lose money or not make any money.

At a price of less than two yuan, Hu Mingchen would be disappointed. This was still several times different from the price of eight yuan that he expected and hoped to see.

By investing so much energy into making dried ginger, Hu Mingchen’s purpose was not just to protect his capital or make a little profit. He also wanted to make a lot of money. If the price did not increase, then his hope would be in vain.

When Hu Mingchen returned home, it was already dark, and the people who washed his ginger went home. There was no electricity in Huangni Village, so after dark, many tasks could not be done. At least if he washed the ginger at night, he could not see clearly.

In this case, the probability of dirty laundry will increase significantly.

"Where have you been? Why did you come back after dark?" Hu Jianjun had just carried two loads of water and was sitting on a small stool at the door to rest his breath. When he saw Hu Mingchen come in, he asked.

"Went to Wang Chengwu's house."

"Why did you go to his house? Did he ask you to go?" Hu Jianjun took out a cigarette and lit it, and asked doubtfully.

"It's strange that he would ask me to go. I went there myself..." Hu Mingchen then took the initiative to tell the story of his visit to Wang Chengwu's house.

"His days are really fast. He has already started selling them. If he sells them for three cents per catty, his family will make a lot of money this year. It seems that there is no problem in getting tens of thousands of dollars." Hu Jianjun said enviously.

"Then didn't you ask about our dried ginger? How much are we willing to pay? Now our family has roasted more than two thousand kilograms of dried ginger and piled it up at home. I think we should sell it quickly if we can sell it."

Jiang Yucai, who was cooking, heard the conversation between Hu Mingchen and Hu Jianjun, stepped out and said cautiously.

"Our family is not in a hurry. Let's take a look before talking. They only gave us 1.78 yuan, which is too low." Hu Mingchen lied instead of telling the truth.

What others said were untrue words to bully his family for not understanding the market. If Hu Mingchen moved it out again, it would only have a negative impact on his parents and would have no positive meaning at all.

"One dollar and seventy-eight dollars is not bad, let me do the math..." Hu Jianjun really started to count with his fingers. After a few minutes, he stopped fiddling with his fingers: "I can make a thousand dollars."

It’s a lot of money. If we sell them all now, a little over a thousand yuan will be stable, besides the cost of washing the ginger.”

When her husband said that he could earn more than a thousand yuan, Jiang Yucai was even more excited: "Then let's not wait any longer. More than a thousand yuan is a lot. Xiaochen, please contact her and we will sell the ginger at home to

Forget it, it’s not a problem to keep it piled up at home like this, what do you think?”

"I don't think anything. If I can earn more than a thousand points, you will sell it. So why should I do this? I can just collect ginger and sell it. The whole family works hard just for that little money? I

If you don’t want to sell it, you can’t keep ginger for a long time, but dried ginger is fine, don’t worry.” Hu Mingchen rejected his mother’s suggestion without any hesitation.

As children, Hu Mingchen cannot say that they are short-sighted. They have no business experience in this area anyway. Hu Mingchen will not criticize them harshly for their timidity and short-sightedness.

Hu Mingchen has his own plan for this matter. He believes that the price will continue to rise. Even if there is no price of eight yuan in his memory, he can analyze it from the current trend, but when will the price end?

, Hu Mingchen now doesn’t have a clear idea in his heart.

"I'm afraid that the price will drop by then. If it does, I won't be able to earn more than a thousand dollars. When your father was working outside, it was even more difficult. He worked day and night. He didn't make so much money in three months.

Well, we still have to learn to be content." Jiang Yucai didn't sound too tough, but what he said was tantamount to persuading Hu Mingchen to sell quickly, "Hu Jianjun, what do you think?"

"If it were me, I think it can be sold, that's about right." Hu Jianjun looked at Hu Mingchen and answered his wife's words.

Hu Jianjun and Jiang Yucai are the kind of people who are content with being rich. They have no big ambitions and are very easy to be satisfied. This trait is actually very unsuitable for business. It is no wonder that they have been living a hard life for decades.

day.

"If you don't sell it, you must not sell it at this time." Hu Mingchen said firmly.

"Then when will it be sold?" Jiang Yucai and Hu Jianjun asked in unison.

"Let's talk about it when the price is right." Hu Mingchen replied, turned around and went back to his dark little lair.

Hu Jianjun and Jiang Yucai were left looking at each other, when is the right price? What kind of price is the right price? Neither of them must understand.

In the end, the two of them could only shake their heads. Since this business was led by Hu Mingchenqi, they could only listen to him in the end.

During this period, Hu Mingchen took all the money he earned from selling cards at school home and invested it in the acquisition of Ginger.

In his previous life, Hu Mingchen was not a paranoid, but he knew that only paranoid people would have the courage to take risks and achieve impressive success.

Hu Mingchen threw down his schoolbag and fell on the bed. His mind was in a daze. From now on, he would have to bear a lot of pressure on his shoulders. This pressure was both external and internal.

When a person is confused, what he hopes most is to find a clear direction. Hu Mingchen is not sure where his direction is, but the more he thinks about it, the more paranoid he becomes.

He had to wait, otherwise he would be doomed. Anyway, one or two thousand yuan would not be attractive to him.

Ever since he learned that people on the street had started shipping goods, Hu Mingchen didn't care about their prices at first, but suddenly he returned to before.

He has to care now. If he loses touch with the pulse of the market, he will most likely be eliminated.

However, now that he is concerned about the price, he has encountered two troubles.

In the past, people didn't know about him and could still regard him as a stranger. Now that they know that he is a "secret agent", they will no longer regard him as a harmless passerby.

No matter whether Hu Mingchen goes to Wang Chengwu's house or Xu Ming's house, people will be wary of him. Moreover, since they know each other, Hu Mingchen cannot just hang around in front of other people's houses and join in the fun.

After being discovered, Hu Mingchen could only come to the door openly. However, after the darkness turned to light, it became more difficult for Hu Mingchen to obtain accurate information. Whether it was the Wang Chengwu family, the Xu Ming family, or other families, they would only make excuses with him.

She would not tell him the exact information he wanted to know, and would even show him shamelessly sometimes.

It is actually not difficult to know the price of their purchase. Hu Mingchen can find out by asking some aunties who sell ginger.

However, it is very difficult for Hu Mingchen to know exactly the price at which they sold it. Not to mention whether Hu Mingchen might encounter someone who happened to come to collect ginger and pay for it when he went there. Even if he did, they would

Guard against him.

But grasping the price of shipments to other places is precisely the most important thing, and this is the key to how much profit he can make.

The hidden worries of uncontrolled channels gradually emerged like this. He didn’t know who to sell the dried ginger to, nor what price to sell it for. Hu Mingchen was like a headless fly for a while.

Although when facing his parents, Hu Mingchen was full of confidence, as if everything was under his control, and always told them not to worry or be afraid.

But Hu Mingchen himself has been feeling rather uneasy these days. But it's not like he didn't get some useful information at all. At least, he already knew that the purchase price of three or four families on the street had quietly increased per kilogram.

Those bastards come to my house when the price is low, and pretend that my house doesn't exist when the price goes up.