MTL - Rebirth Married The Control Group Fulang-Chapter 100

"It's a mess here, I hope you don't take offense."

The so-called visitor is a guest, even if he didn't ask, Zhang Fangyuan knew that he came for the charcoal fire business.

Now the charcoal fire shops in the city have the most goods in their house. Although these merchants may not know it, but seeing that they opened a warehouse and sold so many charcoal fires today, they naturally came here after hearing the news, but Zhang Fangyuan did not expect these people to Come so fast.

"Boss Zhang's business is booming. We rushed to bother him rashly. I was the first to be rude. How could he take offense?"

Although the conditions in the warehouse were a little rough, Xu He still made a cup of tea and served it to the merchants who came. He was still polite. After serving the tea, he sat quietly by the side and listened to the conversation between the two.

The merchants who came here looked like tigers with smiling faces. Zhang Fangyuan looked familiar, and heard that he knew his surname Zhang. He always felt like he had seen it before, but unfortunately he didn't remember it for a while.

He came from a farmer and was a butcher in the past. Although he is in business now, he is not like ordinary businessmen who like to pretend to be false. He said directly: "I don't know the boss's name, but you are here to buy charcoal fire?"

"Miangui's surname is Qin. I heard that Boss Zhang has a lot of charcoal fires here. Everyone is very anxious these days. If there are more charcoal fire shops to buy and sell firewood, the life of the people will be easier, don't you think?"

Zhang Fangyuan listened to his twists and turns, nothing more than he wanted to buy some goods from him at a low price at a low price, and then earn the difference by himself.

He is not stupid, it is not the worst time yet, the wind and snow will continue until February next year, even if he has a lot of goods, he will not need to sell them to other merchants in large quantities After that, I will slowly sell it until February next year, even if it is sold sporadically, it is not a big problem.

It is good to be able to sell a large amount of goods at one time, and the money will be returned quickly, but the current price of charcoal fire is already twice the usual price, even if he sells it at a lower price to other merchants, it will not be much lower. The result is that the price of charcoal in their hands doubles again.

This crop of money has been earned, but many ordinary people who cannot afford charcoal fires will have a hard time. When the natural disasters pass, ordinary people will have little pockets, and businesses will still be merchants who will not do business well.

Zhang Fangyuan had figured this out from the very beginning, so he said bluntly: "If Boss Qin needs charcoal for himself, I can deliver it to your door in person, but if you want to buy goods, I don't have many charcoal here, I'm afraid I can't do it with Boss Qin." Cooperation."

The merchant surnamed Qin was not angry when he heard the words, on the contrary, it was reasonable. After all, now everyone knows that charcoal fire is a hot business, and who would be willing to give up profits easily.

He said: "The price is negotiable. Don't worry, Boss Zhang. I will never compete with you in Siyang for profit. I will send it to other counties when the time comes."

Siyang City was not the only one affected by the disaster this time, but also the small markets in other surrounding counties. It was inconvenient for businesses to go out because of the epidemic control personnel, but the surrounding area was fine.

This means that instead of earning the high prices of the people in Siyang City, it is thoughtful to earn from other places.

But Zhang Fangyuan remained unmoved: "Boss Qin, I'll just say it straight. Not shipping is not only for profit, but also for the common people. Please go back."

The merchant surnamed Qin talked about this when he saw it, but Zhang Fangyuan still didn't mean it. He was a little surprised, but he also knew that it was really hopeless.

He paused for a while, stood up and cupped his hands, changed his previous smiling face, his expression was unclear: "Boss Zhang is benevolent."

After finishing speaking, he added another sentence: "Boss Zhang doesn't care about past affection, but I still wish Boss Zhang a prosperous business."

Before Zhang Fangyuan could open his mouth, the merchant left the door in a bold manner.

The man sent the man away, Xu He stood at the door and looked at the man who got into the sedan chair, he couldn't help frowning: "This matter will inevitably offend people."

"Not every business can be negotiated successfully. If you hold grudges about it, it is not a long-term solution." Of course Zhang Fangyuan knows that maintaining the price of charcoal to prevent it from rising will inevitably offend some merchants, but where can everyone agree? Considerate, since this is the case, then you can only do it according to what you think in your heart.

Nothing else, he just felt that the merchant's words were a little unclear: "In any case, we can't open a mouth, otherwise we will offend people even more in the future."

Xu He nodded. In the following days, merchants came to see him every now and then, but they were persuaded to go back one by one. Because none of them bought charcoal, the merchants were cursing for this reason, but how much balance they felt. There is not much to say.

Zhang's warehouse is open every day, and charcoal fire is always in constant supply. Their family's medium charcoal sells for 30 yuan. If the price of other charcoal shops in the city is higher than this price, they will not be able to sell it. The people would rather be in Zhang's house. The queue at the warehouse entrance is not willing to spend more money, so the price of China Carbon in the city is maintained at such a price.

Affected by natural disasters, the weather in Siyang is cold day after day. Although the charcoal fire does not need to be as sad as before, the weather is cold and the city is full of snow. There are lonely pedestrians in the market, and the most people are snow plows. Under this situation, it is very difficult to do business in the city.

Seeing that the twelfth lunar month has entered, there is no festive excitement as it approaches the end of the year in previous years, and not many people buy new year's goods. The businesses of all walks of life in the city and the weather seem to have entered the cold winter.

Everything is increasing in price, even the cabbage and radishes that were common in the vegetable market in front of the stall in the past have increased by a penny or two. The severe cold and ice and snow, many vegetables are frozen to death, how can the price not be raised.

The guys and bosses in the shop complained, except for the rice grain and charcoal fire business, it is difficult for anyone to do business, and life is hard for everyone.

Since the cold weather, the business of the Zhangjia Guest House has become stagnant, and when it snows, it can only receive two or three customers a day.

The tea shed is passable, and the roads are not easy to walk in snowy weather, so the people around are more dependent on going to the tea shed to buy some daily necessities, such as firewood, rice, oil, sauce, vinegar and tea, and the tea shed sells charcoal fires, except that the villagers in Jijiu Village stock up on charcoal fires , Many other villages do not stock up.

In the past, it was not always possible to buy charcoal fire in the upper city, but now the price is not higher than that in the city because the tea sheds are nearby, and everyone likes to go to the tea sheds.

Although there is a business to maintain, it is not as good as the previous heyday. It can only sell some groceries, and few people come to eat meals.

But even the family's previous line of business didn't make much money, and entered a depression like other businesses, but Zhang Fangyuan's foresight made his business thriving, and the money earned from the charcoal fire business alone supported the entire family.

Xu He didn't rejoice twice at Zhang Fangyuan's decision. If he didn't do the opposite at the beginning, he must be as worried as the merchants in the city now.

It took ten days to open the warehouse at the other end, and after the hired guys were able to operate it proficiently, the couple stopped going to the city every day to guard it.

Every day, the warehouse opens on time at Chenshi and closes at Sishi. Everyone will come on time after knowing this time.

Once Zhang Fangyuan went back to the city every day, he was responsible for bringing the income of the day back home to support his wife and children.

The common people mostly use copper coins, and they can earn a box almost every day. Zhang Fangyuan didn't take them to the bank to exchange them for silver or banknotes, so he just took them home.

Xu He also really liked counting money, first of all he was smiling and took the trouble to count the copper coins in a box one by one.

It takes an hour and a half to thread it together with hemp rope and hang it at one time without worrying about it. But I counted them every day, and they were all such a big box, ranging from twenty or thirty taels, to hundreds of them.

This is simply a huge job, and now there are several boxes of copper coins piled up in the house, no matter how much he loves money, Xu He was surprised to find that he gradually lost interest.

However, in the past two days, he has found the fun of counting money again. He originally planned to let Zhang Fangyuan exchange the money and get it back, so he stopped talking.

"One, two, three..."

It was snowing outside, two servants were cleaning the courtyard, and the best smokeless charcoal fire was warming in the warm pavilion. Xu He had a child in each hand on the left and right, and a mountain of copper coins were piled up on the table. Kung Fu, he taught the children to count money by the way, over and over again.

The teaching method is particularly intuitive. It can not only directly touch the money circulating in the people's livelihood, but also solve Xu He's problem.

It was the first time for Brother Xiaoli to see a lot of copper coins, and he was very interested. He grabbed a handful with his left hand and a handful with his right hand, and followed his daddy in his mouth. It's just that the eyes were not open for a long time, and fell asleep lying on the edge of the table after a while.

Ruijin was able to count to ten a long time ago, and now she is studying seriously with her little dad, and has made rapid progress. After a few days of teaching, she can already count to fifty.

Strong learning ability and interest, he can follow Xu He to count all the money in a box before stopping.

When Zhang Fangyuan came home, Brother Xiaoli was "dead in battle" again and fell asleep on the floppy bed, his face was red from being pressed by him.

"The count is over, the count is over!"

It's true that Ruijin is much calmer than Brother Xiaoli, but the kid's perseverance and endurance are limited after all, and he finally managed to finish picking up the money. He was jumping up and down on the stool, and when he looked up, he saw his father holding a familiar When the box came back, there was no light in his eyes.

Seeing him laughing like this, Xu He hugged him down: "Okay, I'll stop here today, and I'll count the ones brought back by daddy tomorrow."

Ruijin, who had been seen through her mind, was a little embarrassed, and rubbed against Xu He's arms.

Zhang Fangyuan put down the box and said with a smile: "Our Ruijin has regarded money as dung since we were young, and we are not happy when we see money."