Since Hu Mingchen's family adjusted and changed the purchase price of ginger for a day or two, his family ushered in a small change, and the purchase volume dropped sharply, and the goods received suddenly dropped from eight or nine hundred catties to one or two hundred catties.

It's not that there has been such a sharp decline in the number of people who come to his house to sell ginger, but after many people came with ginger on their backs, there were some discussions and disputes when they saw the first, second and third class samples and prices put out by Hu Mingchen's house.

"Yesterday, there was no distinction between unified acquisitions, how can I come up with this trick today? Someone put the ginger on the ground, looked at the samples and prices of Hu Mingchen's family in three dustpans and complained.

"Brother Cai, my family is also trying to let everyone sell for a little more price, and the starting point is kindness. Hu Jianjun hurriedly handed over a cigarette beside him.

"Then I've carried it all on my back, what should I do? Brother Cai took the cigarette and lit it with Hu Jianjun's fire.

"Brother Cai, if you sell it, we will also accept it, and we didn't say that we wouldn't accept it. Hu Jianjun said with a smile.

"And how do you calculate the price?"

"I've seen the ginger you carried, some are good, some are bad, they are all mixed together, look at the appearance, I can only give you a dime and a pound, Brother Cai, what do you think?" Hu Jianjun opened the pocket of Brother Cai's back, took out two pieces of ginger, one good and one bad.

Hu Jianjun, if you hadn't come to my door a few days ago to tell you, I would have sold it to you? After taking a puff of cigarette, Brother Cai was still angry.

"Brother, I don't want to, business is not good now, especially ginger is even more difficult to do, you know this. However, my family is still very sincere, otherwise the ginger would not be good for a dime and a half. You see if this will work, you pick out the good ones according to the samples in my dustpan, and I will collect them for you, and you can sell the rest on the street for one and two cents, so that you can sell them for more money? We are doing this, not to embarrass relatives and friends, but really want everyone to sell for more money, do you think my suggestion should be obtained?" It is very difficult for Hu Jianjun to have such a set of coherent and clear rhetoric, and his set was taught to him and Jiang Yucai by Hu Mingchen last night.

When Brother Cai thought about Hu Jianjun's words, he felt that there was really some truth.

Rural people may not have much education, but it is impossible not to be able to do such simple arithmetic.

So Brother Cai poured a bag of ginger on the ground and sorted it separately, and with the assistance of Hu Jianjun, after some sorting, he picked out more than 20 catties of first-class ginger from Hu Mingchen's family, these Jiang Hu Jianjun took it at a price of one and a half cents, and the remaining 60 catties were put back into his pocket, waiting to be carried to the street to sell.

The remaining sixty catties, Brother Cai still wanted to pick some second-class ones and sell them to Hu Mingchen's family, but Hu Jianjun hurriedly dissuaded him.

"Brother Cai, you can't pick it, if you pick it out again, the rest will not be easy to sell, if you take it to the street, people look so bad, who will spend a dime and a dime to buy it? Not only can you not pick, but you can't say that your ginger has been picked once on the street, otherwise, people will be uncomfortable, and they will lower your price, you think, give one less point, you will be equal to a few cents less." Hu Jianjun explained while stopping.

When Brother Cai heard it again, he not only felt that Hu Jianjun's words were that reason, but also regarded him as a good person all of a sudden, and the depression at first disappeared in an instant.

After everyone got the advice of Hu Jianjun and Jiang Yucai, they didn't mention that their ginger was the result of sorting, which made some people who collected ginger think that the quality of this year's ginger had declined due to rain or something.

Fortunately, what they want is quantity, as long as Jiang's condition is acceptable, they don't mind.

Like Brother Cai, Hu Jianjun and Jiang Yucai had to meet more than a dozen people at the end of the day, and each time they had to go through such a roundabout process before they accepted some of the good ginger and sent them away.

Since there is only a good part, the purchase volume will naturally decline.

On the other side, the person who helped Hu Mingchen's family wash ginger saw that his family's ginger purchase had suddenly decreased so much, and they didn't say anything, but they were still worried in their hearts. Without the guarantee of quantity, they will not have enough work to do, which will directly affect the income of wages.

In order to appease them, Hu Jianjun threw out the policy of raising the price of washing ginger by one dollar at this time, which immediately played a very good role in appeasing. Moreover, Hu Jianjun also told them that the small amount was only temporary, and they would come up soon to ensure that they could wash as much as they wanted.

In addition, they are close neighbors who have a good relationship, and after Hu Jianjun's salary increase and guarantee, except for Zhong Ying, who helped wash ginger, no one else had any complaints.

Hu Mingchen's grandmother Zhong Ying, if she didn't say something angry, it wouldn't be her old man's temper, after all, she could still get more than 100 catties to wash the day before, and the next day, she only had about 30 catties, of course she would be unhappy.

Fortunately, this low number did not last long, that is, in two days, there was a geometric multiplier.

Those ginger sellers who got the sweetness at Hu Mingchen's house, just like Brother Cai, will definitely spread the news to their relatives and friends in the same village after they go back.

As soon as I heard that the better ginger could be picked out and sold at a higher price, and there was already a living example, it would be a fool not to take advantage of it.

So, for a while, the first thing those who dug up the ginger, after carrying the ginger home, was to sort it first, pick out the best part, and plan to sell it to Hu Mingchen's house, and then sell the rest on the street.

Even some people who didn't know or didn't plan to go to Hu Mingchen's house in Huangni Village to sell ginger are now doing such a move.

If you sort it, you can get three or four cents a pound more, even if it's only twenty or thirty pounds, it's almost an extra dollar. One dollar is not much in the eyes of many people in the city, but in the remote and backward Duge Township, one dollar is the amount that can be used to do a lot of things, buy salt, and the family can eat for a month.

Under word of mouth, all the ginger sellers seemed to have quickly formed a tacit understanding that the best ginger was sold to Huangni Village, and the medium and almost ones were sold to Duge Street.

Even if the number of single-family sellers to Hu Mingchen's family is small, the number of people who are willing to come to his house to sell ginger has soared significantly, which makes his family's purchase volume soon reach 1,000 catties per day. Hu Mingchen's house suddenly became busier than ever.

In order to keep abreast of the price pulse of the market, Hu Mingchen will go to the door of several shops on the street to buy ginger every day after school.

Hu Mingchen is a primary school student, and he still carries a schoolbag, so he will not be conspicuous wherever he goes, not to mention, those people are busy collecting ginger, and no one will care about his existence.

In order to ensure the price advantage of buying the best ginger, when Hu Mingchen found that there were price fluctuations on the street, he would ask Hu Jianjun and Jiang Yucai to adjust the price the next day when he returned home.

At the beginning of the ginger harvest, many people will still have palpitations, and the price has always been maintained at a low price, but as time goes by, especially after someone from outside comes to Duge Township to buy ginger, the price begins to rise.

The remoteness and backwardness will make the locals delay and lag behind in obtaining information from the outside world, but those who come to collect ginger outside are much more sensitive. Some of them have even known this year's price trend from the acquisition and analysis of terminal information, at least it is unlikely that they will lose like last year, and the rest is only the difference between earning more and earning less.

With such a judgment, it has become the norm to raise prices and rush to buy ginger.

Along with it, Hu Mingchen's family's purchase price of good ginger has also slowly risen from one and a half cents to one and a half cents, two cents. According to Hu Mingchen's setting, his family has always maintained a price advantage of at least three cents.

Although Hu Jianjun and Jiang Yucai repeatedly told those who sold ginger not to expose the fact that his family paid a high price to collect ginger, how could they keep it hidden.

There is no leaky wall in the world, not to mention that Duge Township is so big, those who collect ginger and many ginger sellers are also familiar with each other, and after a long time, Hu Mingchen's practice of destroying the market has caused dissatisfaction.

On this day, when Hu Mingchen came home from school, he actually saw two "acquaintances" sitting at home and having an unpleasant conversation with Hu Jianjun.

The reason why they are acquaintances is because these two people, Hu Mingchen, meet them at least once a day, they are Wang Chengwu and Xu Ming, who collect ginger on the street.

Wang Chengwu and Xu Ming saw Hu Mingchen walking into the house from the outside with a schoolbag on his back, and the two of them didn't care at first, they just thought they were just an ordinary child of Hu Jianjun.

However, when the two looked at Hu Mingchen again, the two of them showed complicated expressions.

"Hu Jianjun, is this your son?" Wang Chengwu asked with a smile on his finger as he pointed at Hu Mingchen.

"Yes, my second child. Hu Jianjun nodded.

"Guy, you're really clever and powerful, go around in front of my door every day, I used to think it was just a playful doll passing by, but now it seems, hehehe, it's actually to inquire about our price, this trick is really unknowing. Wang Chengwu glared at Hu Mingchen and sneered.

"Not only does he go to you, but he goes to me every day. I'm only now aware that it's just a little spy. Hu Jianjun, you just mess with the price here, and let your son keep an eye on it every day, isn't this too inauthentic, do you do this in business?"