Chapter 21 Wood earns medicine soup money
The boss wearing a hat was startled by Xie Yuan’s high-octave tone, and subconsciously repeated:
“Four, four taels.”< br>
“…”
“…”
"How many?"
So Xie Yuan repeated it.
"Four taels! Young man, don't be too greedy. If you hadn't chopped it randomly, it would have been enough for five taels, but look at it, all the dignity has been ruined..."
The boss muttered and pointed out the fault, then raised four fingers:
“A whole camphor tree, four taels, you are a good boy!”
Xie Yuan asked himself to calm down first.
No, I can’t calm down.
“Deal!”
“Huh?”
The boss was stunned for a moment and looked at Xie Yuan up and down before he reacted.
Didn't you scream because the price was lower?
He immediately regretted it and asked tentatively:
“Have you never sold this kind of wood before?”
“This is the first time.”
Xie Yuan tried his best to speak honestly with a calm expression.
The boss slapped his forehead and had the urge to beat his chest.
Screaming high! It's time to lower the price...
I don't blame him, it's just that hard-to-find and hard-to-cut tree species like camphor wood are only made by old woodcutter.
Xie Yuan looked young, and the boss thought that it was not him who cut it, but an old woodcutter who had been in the family for decades. Such people knew the price, so they did not quote randomly.
Who knew, he turned out to be a complete newcomer!
The boss groaned and couldn't help but complain:
"Why are you so inexperienced?"
"Boss, what you said is the first time you have ever heard of it."
Xie Yuan was immersed in great joy.
Can you cut down a tree for four taels of silver?
Can wood be so valuable?
Although he thought furniture could be more expensive, he didn't know the prices here, so he was happy just thinking he could sell one or two.
The result, four taels?
It was simply beyond his imagination.
“Why is this camphor wood so valuable?”
Xie Yuan couldn't help but ask.
The boss felt even more painful when he heard his stupid question.
He said dullly:
"What an ignorant boy. Camphor wood is naturally insect-proof and has a fragrant aroma. It is the best wood for making boxes and dowries for ladies and ladies. One, naturally sell The price has to be higher. Besides, there are many people in Yunzhao County, and all the camphor wood in the nearby shallow mountains has been cut down. If you want to find it, you can only find it in the deep mountains. It is rare and expensive."
"Even so, four taels are enough. Too many!”
"...Then you give me the money back!"
"No, I just said it casually."
"It's really...young man, good wood that can be used for furniture is only at this price. Do you think There are many poor people, but there are also many rich people! Some people use camphor wood to make heirloom boxes, some use camphor wood as firewood!
"But. Don’t really think it’s the price of firewood. There are so many people willing to spend money. Camphor wood is nothing, nanmu is more expensive! Not to mention golden nan, rosewood, huanghuali, acacia and the like. "
Seeing Xie Yuan's incomprehensible look, the boss sighed and didn't try to hide it.
He recalled that back then, his family only did carpentry to earn some hard money. When he first learned about business and how much money he could make as a boss, his performance was similar. Then he changed careers and made only a few hundred cents from his first business. But he can jump much higher than this kid.
Xie Yuan's eyes lit up when he heard this, and his ears keenly caught the two words.
Nanmu!
Not far from the camphor, there is a Phoebe niger!
So he suppressed his beating heart and asked quietly:
"How much does the nanmu cost?"
"A tree as big as this - if you don't chop it randomly, eight taels of silver is no problem."
Xie Yuan leaned back tactically and sucked tone.
He felt that he had already obtained eight taels.
The boss is very good at observing words and expressions. Looking at his expression, his eyes lit up:
"What, you can still get nanmu?"
"Yeah."
"Okay! Okay! If you want to get it, just bring me here quickly. Recently, there are customers who are eager to get it. Nanmu is used to make furniture.”
“Let’s talk about it after we get it. Maybe it’s more than eight ounces in quality?” Xie Yuan said noncommittally.
The boss was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said:
"You kid, you are really slippery. As long as the quality is good, I can give you ten taels! If you are afraid that I will cheat you, just go to Panlong Town, even Yun Go around Zhaoxian and see which one can give you a higher price!”
Xie Yuan saw that his boss was quite confident, so he believed in him.
But when the time comes, you have to go to other places and ask.
“Okay, I’ll come back to you if I have any news.”
"Little brother, what's your surname?"
"Excuse me for your surname, Xie Yuan."
"What a good name. My surname is Wan, and I have been a carpenter for thirty years. Thanks, brother, I have good goods. , you have to bring me here! I’ll give you the best package! Good price. Also, let me tell you, the wood for furniture should be cut like this, otherwise you won’t be able to make big pieces...”
“I’ve learned a lesson”
Xie Yuan. He bowed his hands and left Boss Wan's shop.
With four taels of newly earned money in his pocket, it took him a while to calm down.
To be honest, four taels of silver is not too much. He had beaten a tiger before, one tiger cost forty taels, and he divided it into twelve taels. He also carried a large silver ingot. This was not the first time for a poor boy to see silver.
It’s not that forty taels of silver is too much, it’s four taels of silver for a tree, which is too much!
A tiger is worth ten such good trees.
But the tiger didn’t know where to find the second one, but he still remembered that there were many near this tree and the clearing!
There are always ten trees of camphor, nanmu, and mahogany.
If you cut them all down, won’t you have money to recuperate your health?
One tree counts for ten days, how can there be two or three trees in a month, more than ten taels of silver.
Do it quickly, half a year! It only takes half a year to fix the problems that have accumulated for more than ten years.
This is much better than expected.
Xie Yuan felt a little high-spirited and walked towards the iron gate with brisk steps.
I haven’t been here for ten days.
After entering the door, Cao Shan saw him, raised his brows, and came up to him with a smile:
"Junior Brother Xie, I haven't been here for a while, I thought... you don't want to practice anymore. ."
"Lian! Brother Cao, I am not the kind of person to give up easily."
"The ambition is commendable!"
Cao Shan gave a thumbs up:
"Are you here today to show Brother Huo his progress?"
"I haven't done anything in the past ten days. If you don’t make any progress in practice, just stop looking.”
“Huh?”
Cao Shan was stunned. Didn't he just say that he would not give up easily?
After ten days of practice, Tao Jielin and the others did not give up. They had to catch up with Xie Yuan's progress ten days ago.
Of course, no one in the Iron Clothes Sect knew that Xie Yuan had already gained a sense of entry ten days ago.
But Xie Yuan's next words answered his doubts:
"I recently collected money. Senior Brother Cao, I want to buy the tonic soup in the martial arts school."
"Oh? This... ok. A pair of low-grade tonic soup is one tael of silver. Would you like a pair first?"
A pair is equivalent to a day's supply. In order to prevent their own secret recipes from being revealed, martial arts schools usually use The finished medicinal soup is sold.
Xie Yuan directly took out four taels of silver and said:
"I want four pairs."
"So many?"
Cao Shan was a little surprised. It was not that he thought four taels of silver was a lot. He was naturally not short of money, so he could practice well;
It was just that he knew what Xie Yuan did. He was a poor woodcutter in a mountain village. How did God scrape together four taels of silver?
"Junior brother Xie, have you pawned or gambled yourself?"
Cao Shan frowned and asked, it's not like there weren't people like this before. They haven't become famous yet, so there are some Obsessed.
Xie Yuan laughed:
"What do you mean, I just make money with an axe... Well, I said chop down trees."
Seeing Cao Shan's subtle expression, he obviously misunderstood what he meant, and suspected that he might not have become a strongman.
Why does a woodcutter make so much money...cutting down golden and jade trees?
Cao Shan was puzzled, but he didn’t ask any more questions and quickly filled Xie Yuan’s medicine soup for four days.
Xie Yuan filled the medicine soup and walked back quickly.
When he got home, he didn't even bother to heat it up, so he drank the first pair in one gulp!
After a while, Xie Yuan felt a little angry in his stomach.
It seems like it’s a bit exciting?
(End of this chapter)