Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Jiang Tang and the mysterious leader watched Dimitri get on the tugboat and drive away, a little puzzled.

"Maozi left just like that?" Comrade Jiang scratched his head and asked suspiciously.

"Why doesn't he leave after the deal? Are you going to keep him for dinner if you don't leave?"

"You don't want this boat anymore?"

"The boat was sold to me. What the hell is going on now? I have to sell the boat. Does your military want it? This is a new boat, so I can give you a discount."

"don't want!"

Comrade Jiang immediately refused.

"Look at Comrade Jiang, you're doing something wrong, don't we all help each other? You can take this ship back and change it. How about changing it to a gunboat?"

Comrade Jiang was speechless. A small dry bulk carrier was converted into a gunboat? How did you come up with this thing?

"You should keep it for yourself to transport something. I think you can use it. Maozi is really interesting. You even sold the boat. What's the matter?"

"Let's forget about Maozi, let's figure out how to get the tanks and infantry vehicles out of this boat."

A group of people stood by the side of the cabin and looked at the soybeans in the first cabin, worrying.

The tank is buried in the soybeans, and the first task now is to clean up the soybeans.

Eighty tons of soybeans, 160,000 catties, worth more than 30,000 yuan according to the national purchase price of 19 cents.

"Whose soybeans are these?" asked the mysterious leader.

"It belongs to Xiao Wan." Comrade Tang explained.

"Comrade Xiao Wan, how do you deal with these soybeans?" the mysterious leader asked.

"I have to sell it, and I can throw it away. This is also bought with money."

"I'll give you three days to process these soybeans, and then sail the ship to Fuyuan Port, can you do it?"

Wan Feng thought for a while and nodded: "No problem!"

"Leave a platoon of soldiers here and wait for the soybeans to be unloaded before sailing to Fuyuan. I will wait for you at Fuyuan Port."

After the mysterious leader gave the order, he evacuated with the rest of the people.

"Wan Feng, why didn't you ask for it and sailed to Fuyuan Port right now? Isn't it easy to unload the soybeans there?" Han Guang's family asked quietly.

"I'm going to let Brother Zhan make some money from these soybeans. How will he make money from Fuyuan Port?"

"I don't understand you. What are you planning? You don't want to get Zhan Ling back to be the third wife when Zhan Ling grows up in the future, do you? She is so similar to Luan Feng, when the time comes Luan Feng is old and young, you want to change when you see something different..."

"Pfft!" Wan Feng, who was drinking soda, spat out a sip of water, sprayed a heavenly girl with scattered flowers, and then coughed violently.

"Han Guang's family! You guys are so bad at studying, how dirty your thoughts are to give birth to your idea of ​​destroying human relations? You successfully disgusted me, you are miserable, go back and see how Liang Hongying will deal with you."

Han Guang's family didn't take Wan Feng's threats seriously at all.

"That's not right! Could it be that you just want to learn from Lei Feng?"

"Why not!"

"If you really think so, I support you!"

"I really think so. I can't see kind people suffering. Whenever I see such a person, I want to reach out to help them."

"Nonsense! There are so many people at the train station who are out of pocket and can't buy a ticket to go home. I didn't even see you give a point."

"You don't understand this. Those people are professional beggars. They live on that. His family may be richer than yours. This kind of person who gets something for nothing wants a penny from me? I didn't get his money. It's all for his face."

Han Guang's family is ignorant, and there are still professional beggars?

After returning from the riverside, Wan Feng assigned Zhan Honggui a task.

Zhan Honggui is loading beans in the yard of his home.

This morning, he hired a harvester to harvest the soybeans and harvested more than 2,500 catties of beans.

These beans can be packed into fifteen sacks, and when they are packed, they will be taken to the grain depot to be sold.

"For your business, I have 160,000 catties of beans. You can sell them to me in three days, and I will give you 131 catties."

Zhan Honggui stood there blankly at first, then was at a loss: "How can I sell so many beans?"

You see, this person is stupid if he has no experience in the world.

"Brother Zhan, can you be any more stupid? The price I gave you was 13 cents! You actually said you couldn't sell it?"

Zhan Honggui only remembered 160,000 yuan, but he really didn't pay attention to 13 cents.

No wonder, compared with the number of 160,000, is 13 cents still a number?

Only then did I come to my senses: "Then if I sell to the grain depot, will I earn six cents a catty?"

"In principle, this is the case, but you can't sell it to the grain depot, because the grain depot will not give cash, and I will not wait here to get money."

Zhan Honggui began to worry about happiness.

160,000 catties of beans earn 6 cents per catty, that’s more than 9,000 yuan to 10,000 yuan, how much is that!

But the more than 9,000 yuan cannot be sold to the grain depot, which is no fun. If you have the money to buy these beans, you will get rich.

Seeing that Zhan Honggui was frowning, Wan Feng had no choice but to remind him again.

"Is there no local person who buys grain?"

Zhan Honggui's eyes lit up: "Yes! There is a grain dumper in Sanjiang Farm. It is said that there are people behind him. He can dump a lot of grain every year. Every winter, he will come down to harvest beans. Do you think I will go find him?"

"Who do you ask? It's you who makes up your mind now."

Zhan Honggui began to think to himself: "It should be no problem to find Ma Fei, but how much should I sell it to him? He will definitely not ask for ten cents. Who will do the work for nothing. He will only do it if he wants to make a profit. How much profit is he? One penny? It doesn’t seem to work, let Erfen try.”

Wan Feng did this to cultivate Zhan Honggui's business awareness. Although anyone can open a small store, it is the ability to do business that can make the store bigger. This kind of ability is not necessarily born, it needs to be exercised and cultivated, and Zhan Honggui is a person who needs to be cultivated.

"Not bad, good progress! Brother Zhan! It seems that you still have some talent in business."

"Brother Wan, what if I let Ma Fei benefit him twice?"

"Then do you have a price bottom line in your heart? How much can you give up at most?"

Zhan Honggui thought for a long time: "At most, three points can be given, half of the family's profit."

"At this time, you conceded two points and the opponent still doesn't do it. Will you concede three points in the next step?"

"Yes!"

"You're tender now, aren't you? You can try to give up two percentage points first."

"Ah! And the one with the buckle?"

How fresh it is, 160,000 jin is 2% per jin, which is more than 300 yuan, and the sack money comes out.

Zhan Honggui seemed to understand at once: "It can still be calculated in this way, then if he doesn't do it again, I can give him another two per cent, and if he doesn't do it again..."

"Let's let him know that this has reached your bottom line. If he is willing to buy it, he will bargain with you at this price. In this way, your bottom line is to let three points, maybe You let it down at about 2.67, so you will have an extra five or six hundred yuan! This is not money!"

"I'll go find Ma Fei right away!"

Zhan Honggui got through Ren Du's second channel, pushed his broken bicycle, and ran away in a hurry.