Nongmen eldest sister: Farming and opening shops

Chapter 39

Seeing that he was silent for a long time, Lin Qinghe urged: "Shopkeeper, hurry up!"

Pressed by her, the shopkeeper gritted his teeth and said, "This candied fruit looks pretty good. If it tastes good, then I'll give you five cents a catty."

As he spoke, he reached out and took a piece from the basket, stuffed it into his mouth and began to taste it.

The entrance of the preserved fruit is sweet and sweet, and the taste is soft. After eating it, you can’t stop it.

He couldn't help but feel surprised, he has lived for dozens of years, and he has eaten a lot of good things. It is really rare that such a situation makes him feel guilty.

Lin Qinghe smiled when he heard the price. Five cents a catty is the same as the current price of corn, but it is still lower. Although preserved fruit is not a serious grain, it is relatively rare and has a sweet taste. The price of the ceremony has always been much higher than that of grain.

Food is eaten every day, but this preserved fruit, except for the rich, ordinary people may not be able to eat it several times a year.

"Shopkeeper, you are not sincere enough, this price is too low."

"The price is not low. What you concocted by yourself is not as good as the master craftsman's decades of craftsmanship. To be able to get this price is because I think it's not easy for a little girl like you."

"It's hard to say whether the craftsmanship is comparable to that of the master craftsman, but my products are real and the taste is not bad. Since the shopkeeper has no sincerity to buy it, I'd better go to another store to have a look."

"Hey, why can't you understand, little girl? I've already told you that in this entire county, except for my shop, there is no other shop that will take your things."

Lin Qinghe also took advantage of the situation and stopped, and said: "Then the price you asked is not worth it, you need ten cents a catty, or you won't sell it."

Hearing this, the shopkeeper stared and took a deep breath: "The best preserved fruit in the snack shop is only ten yuan a catty. If you want to sell it loosely, you want to sell it at the same price as others. That won't work. I want to take it at this price, and I have to add some more. If the money is sold, who will buy it if the price is high?"

He never loses money in business.

"Shopkeeper, are you really ignorant of the goods? The preserved fruit in the snack shop is not very bright in color, and they are all sticky together, but look at my preserved fruit, which is refreshing. It looks good and tastes better. Needless to say."

Why can't the price of her good-looking preserved fruit be the same as that of others? What's the difference? At most, it's just a shop short of selling it.

"Don't praise your stuff so well. Who knows what method your preserved fruit is made of, whether it's clean or not, and whether it will eat bad people's stomachs. Some things don't just look at their appearance."

The shopkeeper looked picky: "And this preserved fruit, if it is not stored properly, it will get moldy the next day if it is exposed to moisture. The weather in spring is already very humid, so this thing is not easy to store!"

It is a fact that it is not easy to preserve, especially in the wet weather in early spring, it is easy to be damp and deteriorate. She thought about it and said, "At least eight cents a catty, if you want it, don't want it, and if you don't want it, I will leave."

There are no snacks in this era. A piece of preserved fruit is eaten in the mouth, and it is full of sweetness. Many children like it. This shopkeeper will definitely not fail to sell it if it is taken away.

Seeing her let go, the shopkeeper secretly rejoiced, thinking that if he negotiated the price again, he would be able to get the five cents, but immediately regretted it. Why did he offer a price of five cents as soon as he opened his mouth? He should ask for a lower price. , Three Wen is about the same, and there is not much room to talk about it now.

"Don't just leave immediately. When doing business, you have to talk slowly. If you are not satisfied with the price, there will always be a time when you can reach an agreement. A frizzy temper will not accomplish great things."

"The shopkeeper doesn't need to think highly of me. I have a daughter who can do something great. I just want to earn some money to support my family. It seems that the shopkeeper doesn't mean to buy it sincerely. Otherwise, I'd better go."

"Look at you, look at you." The shopkeeper didn't say any more nonsense, just said: "The price of eight cents a catty is still too high, if you ask me, five cents a catty is the most suitable."

As he said that, his eyes fell on the preserved fruit again: "This is a wild fruit from the mountains. Look, you can make a net profit of five cents a catty without paying the capital of this penny. What a bargain."

"The shopkeeper is treating me like a child. It's true that this is a wild fruit in the mountains, but it can't be said that I didn't spend the money. I spent my time and took the risk to go to the mountains to pick the fruit, and then processed it. It took a lot of money to make this preserved fruit. Strength also takes time, as the saying goes, an inch of time is worth an inch of gold, and an inch of gold can hardly buy an inch of time, and my preserved fruit is not cheap to make!"

The shopkeeper was dumbfounded when he heard this, and it was a good thing to say to him, but it was just a matter of spending some time and effort, and it was not a big deal in the countryside.

"Little girl, talk to me about those useless things, and say that this preserved fruit can't be more expensive than five yuan." repent.

"Shopkeeper, you still say that the price is negotiable. I think you just killed five cents a catty and won't budge. If that's the case, then we have nothing to talk about."

Five cents a catty is too cheap, she thinks it's not worth it, so she can only go to other places to try her luck. As for the shopkeeper, huh, no wonder people always say that businessmen value profits.

When the shopkeeper saw that she was going to leave with the basket on her back, he didn't think she really wanted to go. After all, she had said that she was going to go several times, but she didn't really go away. It was just for him to see, okay? Just let him increase the price, he knows these tricks very well.

If it is the old god who is thinking, his grocery store is the only one in the whole county. If her candied fruit is not sold in his store, where else can she sell it?
The more he thought about it, the more stable he felt. When he saw her carrying the basket and walking out, he just raised his eyelids and took a look. He didn't feel that she really wanted to leave. For the price of money, sell all the preserved fruits to him.

This five cents is not low, and he thought about whether he could put on airs and kill another two cents when he turned back later. With this idea, he began to think about its possibility.

After thinking about it for a while, when he raised his eyes again, he saw that there was no one at the door. He froze for a moment, then walked a few steps quickly, stepped out of the door and looked out, and saw a person standing at the door. A figure walking fast, he was considering whether to call him back, but when he turned a corner, the figure disappeared.

He stood at the door of the shop, staring in that direction. He was dazed for a long time and didn't come back to his senses. How could this be different from what he had imagined!

After waking up, he hummed and stomped his feet: "If you don't sell my house, see where you can sell it. When you can't sell it, come back to me. It's not a good price."

After firing a fire, he walked back to the shop swinging his arms.

(End of this chapter)