Chapter 125 One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer
His expression immediately changed, he took a big step forward and covered his daughter's mouth, warning in panic: "Good girl, trouble comes from your mouth."
Huang Fuqing listened carefully, but did not hear any clerk passing by, and then continued: "Our family just needs to run a good business. Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, and don't know what you shouldn't know."
"As the saying goes, the less you know, the longer you live." Just do business well, take the money you deserve, and forget about the rest.
Huang Doudou only heard from her father two days ago about Baitao cleaning up Princess Deyang on the street, so she was curious.
Seeing my father like this, I was a little frightened. I nodded hurriedly: "Oh, daddy, daddy, I understand, I won't ask anymore, I won't ask anymore."
"But, Dad, we Huang Ji paid the money in one lump sum and didn't get the goods. Is that right..." Huang Doudou wanted to say if he was too stupid.
However, considering his father's face, he didn't say it out loud.
Speaking of this, Huang Fuqing also had a flash of uncertainty on his face, but he quickly said firmly: "Don't be afraid, the young nobleman will not look down on our little money as Huang Ji."
With that exquisite booklet, I'm afraid the emperor's harem draft would be reluctant to use such a booklet, right? !
Seeing his father's enchanted confidence, Huang Doudou swallowed his words and said, well, dad is lucky, and he probably won't make a mistake this time.
Fortune Inn.
"Auntie, that Huang Fuqing..."
Bai Duojin explained the situation in detail.
After hearing the final price, Baitao couldn't help but sigh in her heart, she didn't expect that she was still too small.
Also, she couldn't let go of the child, and even powerful people like Princess Deyang coveted the hairpin she casually gave to Bai Qi. Huang Fuqing was a businessman, and his status as a merchant in ancient times was not high.
It was a rare opportunity for him to hook up with a 'powerful person', so he naturally didn't dare to be stingy.
You know, there are seven rank officials in front of the prime minister.
No matter how much money you have, you have to know where to send it and be able to send it out.
Although the price of a pair of pearl butterfly hairpins at 0.4 cents made Baitao feel a little sinister, but after thinking about it, these accessories were sold to wealthy people, mainly for those who were willing to fight and those who were willing to suffer.
What's more, in modern times, some big names are obviously just pot-cleaning wires, selling for tens of thousands of dollars. She seems to feel that she has a conscience again.
"These are gifts from his filial piety...to my aunt." After a pause, Bai Duojin used the word "gift" as a gift. The word "filial piety" must be suitable for people from Taohua Village.
The people in Taohua Village have an inexplicable sense of superiority, and not everyone is worthy of honoring their aunt.
Eight pieces of silk and satin, six pieces of fine brocade, the color is fresh and tender, suitable for children to make clothes.
There is also a brocade box containing some golden melon seeds, golden peanuts, and small golden beads.
Baitao knew that some wealthy people used it to reward their servants during the New Year and festivals, but she had only seen it in TV series.
Huang Fuqing probably wanted to give money, but was afraid of being rude, so she just thought of giving these so that she could think of him every time she rewarded someone.
"He is quite thoughtful."
Bai Duojin only thought that the style of these small golden melon seeds and golden peanuts was exquisite, but he did not know that there was such a saying in them. After listening to it, he couldn't help but admire: "Auntie, this Huang Fuqing is indeed very thoughtful."
"Not only did he prepare gifts for my aunt, but he also prepared gifts for the three of us."
The three of them each had three pieces of fine brocade, and a red envelope containing fifty taels of silver. This gift is not thin.
"Auntie, we don't have any use for these things, so we borrow flowers and offer them to Buddha to honor my auntie."
Baitao waved her little hand and hummed: "Don't give me everything. You can take it home yourself. If you don't use it, how can your family not use it?"
"Auntie, this is not appropriate." Bai Duojin smiled and said, "Auntie, take it. I'll see who needs it in the village and reward it."
During the escape, the food, clothing, and supplies were all my aunt had to worry about. They received gifts from Huang Fuqing and also borrowed from her help.
"Then each of you will keep one horse, and give the rest to Bai Dashan, and let him watch over the arrangements." Baitao: "Just keep the money yourself. Whoever does good things in the future will be rewarded."
There should always be some left for those who work. If everything is handed over to the public, it will not be long before people suffer not from scarcity but from inequality, and from poverty to insecurity.
Bai Duojin and the other three agreed, but when they turned around, only one of them left a piece of fine brocade and five taels of silver. The rest were arranged by the village.
You shouldn't be too greedy. My aunt has to take care of the food, drink, and urination of a village, but you can't let other villagers think that your aunt is partial.
Despite Huang Fuqing's certainty, in the next three days, he was still in a state of anxiety.
But when Bai Duojin brought someone to deliver the goods he ordered, he was surprised and happy.
Huang Fuqing subconsciously exclaimed: "So fast."
Bai Duojin smiled slightly: "Our aunt said that timeliness is also one of the costs. Since you want to make money, you can't waste time."
"Does Mr. Huang know the turnover rate?"
Huang Fuqing looked confused and asked cautiously: "But the turnover rate has offended the little noble?"
"Pfft, hahaha, no, no, this turnover rate is not a name, it is a word."
Bai Duojin was overjoyed, and then he used what he learned from Baitao to sell now.
"When a merchant purchases goods, in addition to the purchase price, there are also storage and transportation costs, as well as capital costs. These, together with time, constitute the basic cost of the goods."
"Silver becomes goods. If it is sold at an extremely fast speed, there will be no backlog, the time cost will be low, and the cost of capital will be low."
"On the contrary, if the goods are held in hand for a longer time, the time for the money to flow back will be longer, and the cost will also increase. This is the turnover rate."
"Although the silver house is engaged in the business of women's jewelry, it cannot escape these costs. Since Huang Dongjia wants to build the reputation of Huangji Silver House and make money, it is natural to go in and out quickly, but it is better to have too much backlog of goods."
"As long as the turnover is fast, even if the profit is small, you can make a lot of money if you sell more."
Huang Fuqing nodded suddenly when he heard this: "I've been taught, I've been taught. Listening to you is better than ten years of reading."
"Hey, what's the point? Learn from each other, learn from each other, and there will be many opportunities to interact with each other in the future."
After chatting for a while, Bai Duojin changed the subject: "Dong Huang's family owns a cloth shop. I wonder what the current purchase price of cotton is?"
Although Huang Fuqing was puzzled, he still answered and told where he ordered the cotton without any secret.
"However, Cotton City was affected by drought last year, and it is winter again now. The price of cotton is 40% higher than before, and the quantity that can be ordered is very small."
He originally thought it was a border chaos, but now it was winter again, and the imperial court wanted to purchase a large amount of cotton for military supplies. Unexpectedly, the next second, Bai Duojin's words made him stunned.
(End of chapter)