Wang Wu and Ma Yun instantly gasped and looked at Fang Chen in disbelief.

They heard it right, ten wagons

One wagon is 60 tons, and 10 wagons is 600 tons of cargo.

"Boss, this business is a bit too big," Ma Yun asked curtly.

If it is calculated that one wagon of goods requires three million yuan to stock up on the previous one, then ten wagons are thirty million yuan of goods.

And if it is calculated according to the price at which it was sold, it is even more remarkable, almost 20 million rubles, even if it is converted at the exchange rate of the black market, it is 160 million Chinese dollars.

"It's not big, ten truckloads are more than 10 million goods, and only 40 or 50 million are sold, if you count the freight, the money that was extorted is actually only about 30 million, how can it be considered big. Fang Chen said indifferently.

Hearing Fang Chen say this, everyone was stunned, how could they be different from them, and they shrank several times at once.

"Ninth Master, how do you calculate that we are a truck of 3 million goods today, and nearly 15.6 million rubles have been sold, if these ten wagons are used, shouldn't it be 30 million rubles, and 156 million rubles will come in" Wu Maocai said in surprise.

"That's how it is calculated, many of our goods are leather hats and leather jackets, what do you think of the sale," Fang Chen asked.

As soon as these words came out, it was like a basin of cold water poured on everyone's heads, and almost everyone was speechless.

Although the number of leather hats and leather jackets in Fang Chen's train is not much, it accounts for almost half of the payment, which means that out of the three million goods, 1.5 million are bought for these things.

Fang Chen's original intention was that Moscow was so cold, it would definitely need these things for the winter, and the unit price was also high, which meant that the same batch of goods, leather hats, and leather jackets could get higher capital returns.

But after arriving in Moscow, the sales situation was not too reasonable, and these small quantities of fur hats and leather jackets were almost the last to be sold.

Fang Chen thought well before, the temperature in Moscow at this time was basically minus 12 degrees, but on the street, there were still many people wearing shabby cotton jackets and even thin windbreakers, and it was said that the sales of these things should be good.

But he ignored the fact that the economic situation in the Soviets was worse than he had imagined, and that people had to choose between food and clothing.

And it is clear that between eating and dressing warmly, most Muscovites choose to eat enough.

So the best sales are some food, canned food, sausages, flour and so on.

Then there are some daily necessities and school supplies such as toilet paper, pens, and notebooks.

Although those leather hats and leather jackets were barely sold this time, they may be unsalable next time.

Because Fang Chen knew very well that in the future, the situation in the Soviets would only get worse and worse, and people would need to work harder and harder to fill their stomachs, and as for wearing warmer, it was already a secondary choice.

It can be said that buying these fur hats and jackets was a wrong choice at all.

However, Fang Chen didn't mean to blame himself for this, although he was a reborn, it didn't mean that he could remember everything clearly.

Besides, he had never been to the Soviets at this time in his previous life, and he learned about the Soviets later from the press, television, and newspapers.

And this time, I was able to sell three million goods at such a high price, and there was a lot of credit for it, which should be counted on Fang Chen's wine, which was a serious profit.

"In that case, a wagon of goods will only cost 15.6 million yuan. ”

"But if you buy from Bingcheng, the price of the goods is 20 or 30 percent more expensive than if you buy from Hangzhou. Ma Yun calculated.

Originally, Fang Chen first planned to purchase in Bingcheng, but later called the companies in Bingcheng, and the quotations were much higher than those in Hangzhou, and they had to make a 50% advance payment.

After Fang Chen heard this, he forgot about it, and directly purchased these two truckloads of goods from Hangzhou.

But now it is definitely not possible to purchase it from Hangzhou, because in terms of time, Fang Chen can't afford to hurt.

It takes four days longer to travel from Hangzhou to Moscow than from Ice to Moscow.

With this time, Fang Chen made a few more trips, and the twenty or thirty percent of the expensive cost was nothing.

Everyone's heads suddenly lowered, so that although the pressure on the payment is a lot less, the money earned is also less.

Fang Chen clapped his hands and said with a smile: "I really don't know if you are greedy or something. ”

More than 10 million goods, a trip to earn 20 or 30 million, this profit margin has been more than 200 percent, this group of people is not satisfied.

Fang Chen was actually quite satisfied.

With this profit margin, it is no wonder that everyone in this era wants to be a fallen master, the profit of the fallen master is too great, and ten trains of cars can be transferred to change hands, and you can earn twenty or thirty million.

Fang Chen himself has an impulse, what kind of industry to do, how good it is to do it.

Xiaobawang has expanded to this extent, even if Lianhua and all of them are integrated, there are more than 1,500 people, and the output value of 10 million yuan in a month is only 10 million, and the profit can be 30 or 40 million is already very good.

And this is based on the fact that Xiaobawang can swallow the whole of South China, if you only count on Lingnan Province, don't look at Xiaobawang is very popular now.

It won't be long before it will flourish and decline, from being in short supply to being in excess of demand.

Therefore, Xiaobawang must go out, otherwise he can drag Xiaobawang to death just by supporting 1,500 employees.

Hearing this, everyone suddenly realized that it was indeed a profit margin of more than 200 percent, and if they were not satisfied, it would be excessive.

In fact, they themselves know in their hearts that they are just a little bit into the eyes of money.

From earning nearly 10 million for a truckload of goods to only earning two or three million for a truckload of goods, the gap between this is too big.

There is no way, as Fang Chen said, Muscovites can no longer afford to wear new fur hats and leather jackets, and if you enter these things again, I am afraid that the end will be unsalable.

In the past few days, they have even seen some Muscovites who set up stalls on the streets, and even sell their fur coats.

Wearing a thin shirt in the cold wind, shivering and running into the bakery, using the money he had exchanged for his fur coat and some hard bread to eat.

Seeing that Wang Wu and Ma Yun had been silent, Fang Chen asked, "Is there any more problem?"