The Big Landlord

The iron stick yam belongs to the tap root system. One root grows directly into the soil. It is very laborious to harvest. Not to mention the speed is very slow, and you have to be careful not to dig it out. This is really technical work. Feng City called a wholesaler to discuss the land price directly.

To be on the safe side, instead of looking for a wholesaler he knew before, he found a new merchant surnamed Guo, known as Lao Guo, who has been in the wholesale of dried fruits and vegetables for some years. There are several large warehouses in the market. It's more flexible, and it's not bad.

He led Lao Guo excitedly to the greenhouse, and dug out a few plants to have a look. Each yam with iron rods was very well-proportioned, about one kilogram. The appearance was not very good-looking, and the surface was uneven and not smooth. The shape of stick yam is better than the one with smooth surface, and it has more medicinal value.

Yongfeng City does not produce iron stick yam, nor does it come from other places to sell it. Although there are farmers who grow ordinary yam, it is no longer in the same grade as iron stick yam in terms of medicinal properties and taste, and its price is naturally incomparable. Today Wang Ben planted such a large piece, Lao Guo can't even think if he is not happy, everyone is willing to do exclusive business.

"Three dollars a pound, I'll take it all." Lao Guo didn't know what price he should charge. He was afraid that it would be too expensive and lose money. It was only a little higher than the land price of ordinary yam.

"Ten yuan," Wang Ben didn't know how much to sell, for fear that it would be cheap, so he just shouted at the price. The seeds he bought were ten yuan a pound, and he would definitely not only sell this price in Yongfeng City, even if it was the land price, I believe Lao Guo will also make a profit.

"Four dollars, no more than a cent!"

"Eight dollars, not even a cent less!"

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The two were deadlocked for an hour, but there was still no result, and the business could not be reached at all.

"Look if this is okay, you send someone to dig, and I'll sell it for you. No matter what the price is, I'll leave you two profit per pound, and we'll settle the account later," Wang Ben finally suggested.

"Okay, let's do it like this!" Lao Guo readily agreed, of course he was happy with this kind of insurance, not to mention that the profit of two yuan was not low, and there was no need to pay first, it was a huge benefit and no harm.

After the business was negotiated, Lao Guo immediately summoned people to the shed. It took dozens of people to dig for four days before unearthed all the iron bar yam in the five acres of land, with a total of more than 14,000 catties and a truck full of them. A car, very spectacular.

Wang Ben took Linglong and followed him to Yongfeng City. This time, he had to live in the city for a few days to stabilize the price of yam before returning with peace of mind.

It is said that the plan of the day is in the morning, and the experience in the vegetable wholesale market is profound. It opens much earlier than the general vegetable market. It is full of people before dawn. The vegetable vendors have already come here on tricycles regardless of the severe cold. If you want to grab the freshest, best-selling, and most profitable fruits and vegetables at the first time, you will have more profits today.

"Come here, the freshly unearthed yam with iron sticks is in limited supply, and there will be no shop after this village," Wang Ben stood in front of a large pile of yam with iron sticks and started shouting loudly, which instantly attracted the attention of Lao Guo's market. Many vegetable vendors noticed that they still knew about the iron stick yam, which was a rare commodity in Yongfeng City, and they all gathered around.

"How do you approve this thing?" a chubby vegetable vendor asked the price.

"Ten yuan a pound!"

"You're a treasure!" The fat vegetable vendor was stunned when he heard it. He threw a sentence and walked away. The rest of the people heard the sound and disappeared in an instant. The wholesale of ordinary yam is only 3.5 yuan. Take it back and sell it for 5 yuan. The price of this iron stick yam can be a little higher,

But it's not so expensive. A pound of yam with iron sticks is worth a few pounds of pork. Who will buy this stuff?

The apprenticeship was not good. After thinking for a while, Wang Ben found Lao Guo, "Help me find some more reliable vegetable vendors. I plan to send the iron stick yam to them to sell."

A group of vegetable vendors quickly came to him. They are all regular customers here. They have a long-term cooperative relationship with Lao Guo, and they are absolutely relieved.

After calling one of them, Wang Ben handed him ten catties of yam with iron sticks, and said politely, "Please, help me put this on the vegetable stall."

"Okay, how much do you want to sell for a pound?" The vegetable vendor readily agreed.

"Fifteen, if you can sell it, I will settle it for you at ten yuan. If you can't sell it, you can bring it back when you eat in three days. Just don't break it. Remember, don't underestimate the price. , I'll settle it for you at the price of ten yuan," Wang Ben said calmly with a smile on his face.

The vegetable vendor was stunned and walked away without saying anything. If it wasn't for Lao Guo's face, it would be strange for him to take care of Wang Ben. For fifteen yuan a pound, whoever bought it would be a fool.

Continue to distribute iron stick yam to these vegetable vendors. The people who come to buy food at Lao Guo are from dozens of vegetable markets nearby. Wang Ben asked them where they were while distributing them. Home vegetable sellers have it on sale, try to make the rarest the most expensive.

This morning, a total of more than 300 catties of yam with iron rods were sent out, not even a fraction.

When the vegetable vendors came to buy the vegetables the next day, he understood the situation in a timely manner, but he did not sell a pound. Many customers came to ask, but they were all scared away by the high price, and even avoided paying the price. , I would rather buy cheap ordinary yam than touch this more delicious iron stick yam.

The response on the third day was similar to the previous day. There were still a lot of people asking for the price, but they just didn’t start. Only one of the vegetable sellers only sold three kilograms.

This situation is really not optimistic. Seeing that there is still the last day of the three-day deadline, all the vegetable vendors will return all the unsold ones tomorrow. It will be impossible to ask them for help at that time. Even Lao Guo is anxious. , ran over and persuaded Wang Ben, "You can't lower the price."

"No," Wang Ben waved his hand and firmly refused. Since someone started, it means that the price is still acceptable, it is nothing more than that there is no market.

Taking advantage of the crowds of people buying vegetables in the morning, Wang Ben rode a motorcycle around the market and came to a vegetable stall that was consigning and selling yam with iron sticks. , said boldly: "Boss, I want all these iron rod yam!"

The vegetable vendor didn't understand what medicine was in his gourd, so he had to put it in a bag mechanically and sold it back to Wang Ben for fifteen yuan a pound.

It took most of the morning to go through all the nearby vegetable markets. Wang Ben bought all the iron-stick yam that was sold on the consignment. Before selling a few kilograms, he spent about 5,000 yuan first, even if he settled the bill with the vegetable vendor tomorrow morning. After that, you will lose more than a thousand.

"What the hell are you doing?" Lao Guo didn't understand, scratched his head and asked in confusion, he had never seen such a business.

"Promoting market circulation," Wang Ben replied indifferently, and led Xiaolinglong to the nearby amusement park. The vegetables were sold in the morning, and everything will be discussed tomorrow.