The farmhouse's fierce wife is the master of the house

Chapter 291
The tall dark-faced man laughed when he heard that, and said, "I didn't expect you, a little girl, to be quite face-saving."

The short and fat man also said: "Yes. Don't brag, there are some things that you can't do with just opening your mouth and shutting your mouth."

Ye Xiangchun nodded and said, "I know this time. Without backing and money, I can't do anything. One more question, can I come to buy salt next time?"

The chunky man laughed "hehe" twice, noncommittal.

Ye Xiangchun frowned, knowing that the short and fat man was really testing himself just now.

But if this problem is not resolved, I am afraid that this road will be broken.

With the salt channel broken, how will she make a fortune in the future?Businesses with small capital and big profits cannot be found everywhere.

Everything you want to accomplish depends not only on hard work and brains, but also on luck.

what is luckIt's gambling, fighting, supporting the bold and starving the timid.

Ye Xiangchun considers herself a safe person, but she is also quite courageous.At times like this, she wanted to take a gamble.

Ye Xiangchun gritted his teeth, and said simply: "Brother, let me tell the truth. Let me smuggle salt. I don't have the guts, and I don't have the connections. But I have another way, which can refine coarse salt into refined salt." Sell. How about we have a discussion, and you will give me all the salt here, and I will give you regular dividends.”

Now the price of refined salt on the market is more than double that of coarse salt. Anyone who knows how to settle accounts can know that the profit is considerable.

The two men looked at me and I at you, seeming to be hesitating.

The chunky one spoke first: "Is your way reliable?"

Ye Xiangchun just laughed, and said: "Brother must also know that refined salt is not affordable by every family. Will people who eat this kind of salt every day have no connections?"

The tall man with a black face said again: "You also said that not many people can afford it, a catty of salt for a family can last for a long time, no matter how big the profit is, the sales volume is not high."

Ye Xiangchun nodded, and said: "That's right. It's because the sales volume is not high, so we won't have any accidents; and the profit is large, so we can still make money. If it is really trafficked into sacks, can I come to this pier to buy ground salt? I'm here, do you dare to sell? Aren't the two of you still cautiously guarding today?"

The two men thought about it carefully, and they were right.They sweep the ground salt on this pier, just like picking up copper coins.

One can sweep ten catties or eight catties of ground salt a day, which is the income of dozens of copper coins.

But it's impossible to make a fortune.After all, the official ship that transports salt only makes two trips a day, and there are countless salts that fall from the bags.

If, as Ye Xiangchun said, the profits from coarse salt to refined salt are doubled, then in addition to the daily income, there will also be enough money for drinking.

The key is that such small transactions are safe and worry-free.Anyway, this ground salt is sold to everyone, and the common people don't eat salt in catties every day. They give Ye Xiangchun a few catties every day, and no one will hold them accountable.

The truth is clear, and there are profits in front of them, no one will refuse.

The two men looked at each other and seemed to agree.

Ye Xiangchun struck while the iron was hot, and hurriedly asked: "Brothers, when can I still come to fetch salt? Although this business is not big, it is more or less a piece of meat. Don't hesitate to delay it, both of you."

The short and fat man thought for a while and said, "We can evenly give you seven catties of salt a day, but the quality cannot be guaranteed. If you think it's okay, come back tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)