Chapter 55 Zhao Dahai is not greedy
Zhao Dahai looked very ugly. After leaving Cheng Wenfeng's store, he went into several stores to ask for prices, and the prices were all very low.
Thirty yuan per pound?
What a joke! ?
Wouldn’t it be more profitable to sell fresh goods at this price? Do you need to go to all the trouble of boiling, peeling and drying it?
The mussels I have are of very high quality and cannot be compared to those in these dry goods stores. The owners of these dry goods stores took it and resold it for eighty or even one hundred pounds a pound, making a lot of money. I don't envy this thing. I should make this money if I have a way. This is other people's ability, but the price given to me is too low. Not to mention fifty or sixty yuan, no one is willing to give even forty yuan a pound.
Cheng Wenfeng was right just now, thirty-five yuan per pound is really the highest price. Why is this? Needless to say, it must be a tacit understanding among the shop owners here in Dry Goods Street. These people are sure that there is no way they won't sell it, and they bet that they will eventually feel that it was pulled up from the sea anyway, and what they are selling is their strength, which costs no money. They have to sell whatever they have to make a huge profit.
Zhao Dahai looked at the sun above his head. It was almost eleven o'clock. He had been busy all morning and felt depressed. Are you so angry that you stop selling it and eat it yourself? This is almost a hundred kilograms of stuff worth several thousand yuan. It is impossible to keep it at home. It must be sold, not to mention that I am waiting for the money to repair the fishing boat.
Zhao Dahai thought about it for a while and decided to go to Liu Gang's place to see if he would accept it. If he accepted it and the price was right, he would sell it.
Zhao Dahai got on his motorcycle and just stepped out of the intersection of Ganhuo Street. He was about to step on the accelerator to speed up when several car horns came from behind him. He pulled over to get out of the way and a Mercedes Benz passed by. But instead of driving forward, he turned around and blocked the front. A fat man wearing a suit and tie got out of the car. This kind of appearance is very rare in a place like this in this town. I suddenly remembered seeing him in a dry goods store about ten minutes ago. .
"The ones in the bag are mussels, right?!"
Wu Weimin pointed to the bag on the back seat of the motorcycle.
Zhao Dahai immediately understood that this fat man wanted to buy mussels. He must have seen the mussels he showed to the dry goods store owner just now in the dry goods store. Seeing that he and the dry goods store owner had not reached a deal, he followed Catch up on your own.
Zhao Dahai stopped his motorcycle, untied the rope holding the bag, opened the opening, and took out a small bag of mussels.
“How much does it cost per pound?!”
Wu Weiming stretched out his hand and pulled it, picked up a few more and looked at them carefully, then broke one off, smelled it under his nose for a while, and nodded with satisfaction.
"Seventy-five yuan a pound."
"No bargaining."
Zhao Dahai didn't know where Fatty was from, but he definitely wanted to buy these mussels.
“Aha!”
"Do you think I'm being taken advantage of?!"
"You can sell it for forty-five yuan in the dry goods store?!"
"The lion's mouth opens to me for seventy yuan Five yuan? ”
Wu Weiming looked at Zhao Dahai with wide eyes. He could hear clearly in the dry goods store that the boss was unwilling to pay thirty-five yuan per pound.
“I will definitely not sell it for forty yuan, but I will definitely sell it for fifty yuan.”
Zhao Dahai admitted honestly.
“Hey!”
“If this is the case, it doesn’t make sense. Why do you have to pay seventy-five yuan per pound when you get here?!”
Wu Weimin quits.
“The quality of my mussels is very high.”
"If you buy it elsewhere, you will definitely not be able to buy it for 75 yuan per catty. If the owner of the dry goods store takes it, it will cost you at least 100 yuan per catty, or even 120 yuan per catty."
“I only charge seventy-five yuan per pound. Not greedy, right?!”
Zhao Dahai really doesn’t know what the fat man in front of him does, but he drives a Mercedes and wears a suit Wearing a tie, if you don’t want to buy something and get it right away, you wouldn’t be able to come to the dry goods street at this time.
Wu Weimin was a little annoyed, but he had to admit that the quality of these mussels from Zhao Dahai was really good. Buying them from other places would cost at least 150 yuan or even 200 yuan per catty. "Okay!"
"That's the price!"
Wu Weimin had no choice. The man in front of him could see clearly. He was really anxious to buy it, and the price was cheaper than buying it at the dry goods store, so don't be verbose.
Zhao Dahai packed a bag of ten kilograms into a small bag at home, using a transparent plastic bag. After negotiating the price, he took out all the bags and fluffed each small bag, so that there was no need to pour them all out. You can clearly see what the mussels look like.
“Not bad!”
“These mussels are really good!”
"It's really big and fat."
Wu Weiming was very satisfied. Seventy-five yuan a pound for this kind of thing is really not expensive.
I borrowed a scale from the store next to Zhao Dahai and re-weighed it in front of Wu Weiming. The total was ninety-eight kilograms one tael, which was not much different from the ninety-eight kilograms forty-two weighed at home. Seventy-five yuan per pound is a total of seven thousand three hundred and fifty-seven yuan and fifty cents.
“That’s right.”
“Why don’t you pay one hundred yuan or one hundred and twenty yuan per pound?”
Wu Weimin asked Zhao Dahai about the money he took in the car while counting it. Zhao Dahai knew very well that if he bought these mussels from other places, he would have to spend more money, but the price was only 75 yuan per pound, so he was really curious.
"Would you buy it if it really cost 120 yuan a pound?"
Qi Dahai looked at Wu Weimin.
Wu Weiming thought about it carefully and shook his head. It was not that the price was too high and he couldn’t accept it, but that he would be very angry and would probably turn around and leave.
Zhao Dahai knows very well that if he opens a dry goods store, it is okay to charge a price of 120 yuan or higher, but if he produces and sells his own products and sells them from one hand, it is inappropriate to charge too high a price - I really feel that There is definitely something wrong with the brain of anyone who can sell it at the same price as in the store. People like Wu Weimin are not short of money. It doesn't matter whether it costs 75 yuan per catty or 100 yuan per catty or even 150 yuan per catty or 200 yuan per catty. The key is whether you recognize the price and whether you feel comfortable. Shu Tan, I knew it when I was bargaining in the dry goods store just now. No matter what, it is impossible for me to eat these mussels. The longer they are pressed in my hands, the worse it will be, especially now that I am anxious to use money to repair the fishing boat and sell these mussels. At the same time, try to make as much money as possible. Seventy-five yuan per pound is not bad, much higher than selling it to the owner of a dry goods store. Don’t be too greedy. It’s true that the lion opened his mouth and the business couldn’t be done. Dried mussels are not a rare thing. Wu Weimin was so angry that he would rather spend more money to buy them from other places. The only one who suffered was himself, and the mussels were smashed into his own hands. Finally, he said You are not allowed to sell it to the dry goods store owner for thirty-five dollars. That is stealing the chicken but losing the rice. Seventy-five yuan per pound is already very good, far exceeding my expectations.
Zhao Dahai carried the mussels and put them in the trunk of Wu Weimin's Daben, counted the money and put it in his pocket.
Wu Weiming took a business card and handed it to Zhao Dahai, saying that he could call if he had any good things in the future.
Zhao Dahai watched Da Ben disappear and looked down at the business card.
Jin Minghua’s private restaurant? !
Is this fat man a chef?
Zhao Dahai stuffed his business card into his pocket. If he really had something good, give him a call. The price would be right and he would sell it to anyone.
Zhao Dahai was in an extremely good mood. This trip to the town to sell mussels was a bit bumpy, but there was a bright future, and the price of seventy-five yuan was far beyond his expectations.
"Zhao Dahai."
"How did you get here?!"
When I arrived at Dahai and wanted to ride a motorcycle back to the village, someone shouted from behind me .
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