sbdcsierra Chapter 1417 The sky-high asking price
Chapter 1417 The sky-high asking price
Chapter 1417 The sky-high asking price
Some things are not what you take for granted.
Facing Zhao Jun's bargaining, Wen Hongchang was stunned for a moment, then asked with a smile: "How many skins do you know are needed to make a fur coat?"
"How much?" Zhao Jun asked, and everyone looked at Wen Hongchang curiously.
Wen Hongchang raised his hand and gestured, "Short fur, eighteen to twenty pieces."
"Ah?" Zhao Jun was startled, and then he heard Hongchang add: "We have to say that these eighteen to twenty mink skins must all be from male minks. If they are from female minks, then we need thirty to thirty-five. If you want to make a long coat to cover your butt, you need at least five more."
"Ah..." Zhao Jun blinked. If Wen Hongchang said so, then the two mink skins could be sold for ten thousand yuan.
But at this moment, Li Baoyu leaned close to Zhao Jun's ear and whispered, "Brother, you just calculated wrong."
"Hmm?" Zhao Jun looked at Li Baoyu and heard Li Baoyu say, "One gram of gold is fifty or sixty. If it's ten thousand gold, then that's five or six hundred thousand, not fifty or sixty thousand."
Zhao Jun was stunned, and Li Baoyu continued, "If we calculate it like we did just now, a white mink fur is worth about one million yuan, and our two furs, just give us 100,000 yuan."
Wen Hongchang: “…”
Zhao Weipeng's family all had faint smiles on their faces. When Zhao Jun was settling the bill just now, they all noticed something was wrong, but the father and son of the Wen family were also guests, so they had no way of reminding Zhao Jun.
Zhao Weipeng did secretly wink at Zhao Jun, but seeing that Zhao Jun didn't react, he just let it go.
"Haha, that's right." Zhao Jun used a laugh to cover up his embarrassment, while Xie Chen on the side said, "That's the case, Brother Jun."
"What's going on?" Wen Hongchang said with a smile, "We can chat, but we can't settle business accounts like that."
A piece of clothing costs over one million yuan, which scared the boss to death.
Zhao Jun knew that it was unrealistic to sell two albino sable skins for 100,000 yuan, but he was a little reluctant to sell them for 10,000 yuan.
Because Zhao Jun remembered that when Shi Baofeng sold him the two skins, he had said that when the Zheng father and son came to his house to buy the two albino sable skins, he offered 10,000 yuan at that time.
Zheng Xuekun is such a dark guy, so Zhao Jun feels that the price of these two mink furs still has room to increase.
Moreover, this space is not small.
"Uncle Wen." Zhao Jun said directly to Wen Hongchang: "One hundred thousand is a joke, then our price..."
"Zhao Jun, the price is acceptable." Wen Hongchang shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying, "Think about it, this leather is so expensive, who can afford it? And there are only two pieces, not enough for anything, why would anyone buy it?
After I collect them, I don’t know when I can sell them, so I’ll have to put the 10,000 yuan in my pocket.”
"It's okay, Uncle Wen." Zhao Jun smiled at Wen Hongchang and said, "I understand what you said. But these two big skins, and the tiger cub... even the lynx skins, the price was high when I bought them.
Well, I will keep these three skins. And, for the skins we bought before, just sell them at the price on your order. We will stay at Uncle Zhao's house for the next few days. You can come over anytime you are free."
"Huh?" Wen Hongchang was stunned. It is said that only those who choose goods can buy them. He had just said a few words and this guy refused to sell it. If he continued to haggle, how could he add a thousand or eight hundred to the price?
Wen Hongchang was about to speak when he saw Zhao Jun raise his hand and wave, and Li Baoyu and Jie Chen both stood up and swiftly put away the two albino sable skins.
Seeing Wen Hongchang in a daze, Zhao Jun smiled at him. Wen Hongchang forced a smile and nodded slightly in response to Zhao Jun. Then he nudged Wen Ming and immediately stood up and said to Zhao Weipeng and his family, "Then we will go back now."
"Why are you in such a hurry to leave?" Zhao Weipeng heard this and hurriedly stood up and pulled Wen Hongchang and said, "We're already home, why don't you have a meal before you leave!"
"That's too much trouble." Wen Hongchang's polite words were very similar to what Zhao Jun said yesterday, but Zhao Jun really wanted to leave, and Wen Hongchang's words at this time were somewhat insincere.
"What's the trouble?" Liang Xuemei kept the guests aside and said, "Don't we have to eat lunch at noon?"
"Then...then..." Wen Hongchang pretended to hesitate. At this time, the old man of the Zhao family stood up, pulled Wen Hongchang and said, "Hurry up and sit down, hurry up and sit down. It doesn't matter if you are in a hurry to leave."
"Okay, uncle." Wen Hongchang smiled and said, "I'll listen to you, old man."
But after he finished speaking, Wen Hongchang did not sit down. Instead, he pointed out the window and said, "There's another driver in my car. I'll ask him to find a place to eat."
"Let him in too!" Zhao Weipeng said, "What else is missing, a pair of chopsticks and a bowl?"
Wen Hongchang said he was going out to call the driver, but after he went out, he got in the car and left.
Zhao Jun and others were very surprised, but Wen Ming was in the house, and Wen Hongchang couldn't just abandon the child and go away by himself.
Nearly half an hour later, Wen Hongchang came in with the driver, and the two of them moved a lot of things.
Two boxes of wine and four packs of cigarettes, probably bought from a nearby small shop.
In addition, Wen Hongchang also took two bottles of Maotai. When he entered the house, he smiled and said to the old man of the Zhao family: "We will give it these two bottles of wine in a while."
"We have wine!" said the old man of the Zhao family, "Can you get wine when you come to eat?"
"Uncle, this is the younger generation's way of showing filial piety to you." Wen Hongchang said with a smile, and the Zhao family members saw this and couldn't help but look up to Wen Hongchang.
Nowadays, a bottle of Moutai costs 140 to 150 yuan, and two bottles of Moutai cost 300 yuan.
However, Zhao Weipeng is not someone who is short of money. Even if Wen Hongchang doesn't take Moutai, he still wants to use Moutai to entertain guests.
But when he heard that Hongchang was so generous, Zhao Weipeng thought he was a friend worth making friends with.
With the three Zhao Jun brothers, Wen Hongchang and his son, and the driver, there were so many guests at home that Liang Xuemei must be overwhelmed by herself.
The old lady of the Zhao family helped in the cooking, but the main cook was Zhao Weipeng.
Boss Zhao demonstrated his ability as a cook by frying, stir-frying and deep-frying a table full of sumptuous seafood feast.
After the dishes were served, everyone sat down. Wen Hongchang opened a bottle of Maotai and poured it for Mr. Zhao first, then for Zhao Weipeng.
How could Zhao Weipeng ask a guest to pour wine for him? He just stretched out his hand and wanted to do it himself. However, Wen Hongchang said that he wanted to thank Zhao Weipeng for his hard work in preparing such a table of dishes, so he must pour the glass of wine for Zhao Weipeng.
After giving it to Zhao Weipeng, Wen Hongchang took the bottle and said to Zhao Jun, "Zhao Jun, I'm glad to meet you today. I'll pour you a glass too."
"Uncle Wen." Zhao Jun said hurriedly, "I don't drink."
"Ah?" Wen Hongchang showed a surprised expression on his face, and at this time Zhao Weipeng spoke for Zhao Jun and said: "This kid really doesn't drink, not even a drop of alcohol."
"This..." Wen Hongchang was a little confused. He wanted to have a drink with Zhao Jun, build rapport and talk about the two albino sable skins. Who would have thought that after all his thirteen moves, Zhao Jun actually couldn't drink.
"Uncle Wen." At this time, Zhao Jun stood up, stretched out his hands to hold the bottle of wine in Wen Hongchang's hand, and said, "I am the junior, I will pour it for you."
Zhao Jun didn't think much about it. He just thought that other people gave him face. Although he didn't drink, he had to return the face to them.
Wen Hongchang didn't react for a moment, and the bottle in his hand was taken away by Zhao Jun.
After Zhao Jun poured the wine for Wen Hongchang, he smiled at him and said, "I'll pour it for these brothers."
Wen Hongchang's driver was also at the table, but they had to go back to Dongdaihe after the meal, so the driver didn't drink.
Zhao Jun poured the wine for Li Baoyu, Jie Chen, Zhao Jinhui and Wen Ming one by one, and the bottle of Moutai was gone.
With Zhao Weipeng raising his glass and making arrangements, this afternoon's banquet officially began.
When Zhao Weipeng and his friends were drinking, Zhao Jun ate with all his heart. He had no choice, because the old lady of the Zhao family kept picking food for him.
After drinking a glass of wine, Zhao Weipeng, who was very happy, took another bottle of wine, opened the lid and poured it for Wen Hongchang.
Zhao Weipeng poured the wine and said, "Drink it, brother. After you finish this bottle, I'll take the rest. We have plenty of this wine at home."
Wen Hongchang, who was holding the cup with both hands, heard this and his eyes drifted towards Zhao Jun who was eating crabs.
He originally wanted to talk to Zhao Jun over a drink, but if he continued like this, he felt he would get drunk.
Wen Hongchang, who felt something was wrong, decided not to remain silent anymore. He said to Zhao Jun, "Zhao Jun."
"Hmm?" Zhao Jun, who was biting a crab leg, looked up and heard Hongchang ask, "What price do you want for those two mink skins?"
Zhao Jun didn't expect that Wen Hongchang, who was drinking well, would suddenly get involved in a dispute over skins.
But since they asked, Zhao Jun put down the crab legs and said with a smile: "Uncle Wen, someone has given a price for these two skins before."
"Who gave the price? Didn't you just arrive yesterday?" After asking these two questions, Wen Hongchang realized that perhaps the price was given by the local people of Zhao Jun's family.
So he asked Zhao Jun again, "Did our people give it to you?"
"He..." Zhao Jun thought for a moment and said, "Uncle Wen, he's also hanging around in Hebei. I think you two should know him."
Zhao Jun didn't lie. Zheng Xuekun did give a price before, but it was only for Shi Baofeng.
"Who is it?" Wen Hongchang immediately became alert and asked Zhao Jun hurriedly, "What's your name?"
Zhao Jun glanced at Zhao Weipeng, then looked at Wen Hongchang and said, "Call him Zheng Xuekun."
Hearing Zhao Jun mention this name, Zhao Weipeng glanced at Zhao Jun but said nothing.
Boss Zhao did not tell his family about being cheated when he returned, and he did not want to let outsiders know.
When Wen Hongchang heard the name Zheng Xuekun, his face darkened, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "Ah... I know him. He always goes to Heilongjiang Province."
"Yes." Zhao Jun smiled and said, "He has been to our house twice."
"How much did he ask you for?" Wen Hongchang asked. Zhao Jun said, "I didn't agree with him on the price, but I want to sell these two skins for 20,000 yuan."
Zhao Jun didn't know why Wen Hongchang suddenly spoke, but since he couldn't help it, Zhao Jun wouldn't be polite.
Ask for a high price and pay it back low.
I read the comments on the previous chapter. The brothers said that the leather was sold at a low price, and at least 50% profit should be made. A large part of them thought that the profit should be doubled.
How is that possible? In 89, our relative only earned 90 yuan a month at the Agricultural Bank of China.
Besides, the price Zhao Jun charged was based on the price given by the supply and marketing cooperative, and the price given by the supply and marketing cooperative would not have such a big profit.
Besides, those days were not like today, where you can make big profits from selling anything. Let’s not talk about other things. If you could make half or double the profit back then, there would be a lot of people selling fur in the Northeast.
I personally think that although people from our place are not the most hardworking, they are the ones who like to make easy money the most.
(End of this chapter)