451 - You're looking too anxious
When he came outside, Usma was waiting at the door, saw the thief, and asked, "Patriarch, Tushan said that you have a business to do with me and have benefits to bring me, why did you let me leave again?"
Ji Thief sighed: "Alas, don't say it, there was a little episode." โ
Usma opened her mouth to ask, but the thief shushed and waved his hand, signaling Usma to follow him to a farther place.
"Patriarch, what happened to the episode?" Usma couldn't help but ask when he came to the secluded place.
The thief told him what had happened.
Usma was not a fool either, and immediately understood what the thief meant: "Patriarch, are you planning to use the house to earn benefits?"
Ji Thief said: "Of course, after the earthquake, everyone has no place to live, and in each tribe, one or two caves will be cleaned up if they die, how many people can be squeezed out of these two caves? Twenty is enough, right?"
Usma coughed: "Actually, the patriarch, their cave is not as big as you think. โ
Ji Thief: "What do you mean ????" โ
Usma said: "When I went to their tribe before, I saw that their so-called cave was about ten people at most, and most of the caves were filled with stones. โ
Ji Thief was taken aback: "So exaggerated?"
Usma nodded: "Yes, besides, most of their tribes have only cleared out a cave, and that's it, it is still for the patriarch to live in." The rest of the people live outside on the ground, just like we did before. โ
Ji Thief couldn't help but grab his head: "This is uncomfortable, haven't they thought about what the clansmen below will do if it is windy and rainy? Moreover, this is about to spend winter, so they are not afraid that the clansmen will be cold?"
Usma sighed: "Hasn't it always been like this in the past, as long as the patriarch is okay, the tribe will not be destroyed." โ
The corners of Ji Thief's mouth couldn't help twitching: "It's equivalent to saying that it's a tribe of iron and flowing water?"
"What did you say, Patriarch?"
Ji Thief shook his head: "Oh, no, it's nothing. โ
As he spoke, the thief lowered his head and stopped talking.
Usma looked at the thief and thought for a moment, "Patriarch, I think it's better for you to give up the matter of using the house to earn benefits." โ
Ji Thief looked back at him: "Why?"
Usma spread her hands: "Just like you said, Patriarch Lin doesn't need this, and besides, they all rejected us just now." โ
Ji Thief shook his head and smiled: "Usma, I ask, do you know, what is the highest level of sales?"
"What sales?" asked Usma, puzzled.
Ji Thief pursed his lips: "Oh, it's the process of finding someone else to sell their own things, it's called sales, and it's also called sales." โ
Usma shook her head, "I don't know." โ
Ji Thief said: "That is, it sells fans in winter and stoves in summer." It's like selling combs to bald people and selling shoes to animals. โ
Four examples, Usma two did not understand, what is a fan, what is a bald man, and that comb?
Seeing Usma's confused look, Ji Thief looked at him and smiled: "The so-called highest level of sales is to sell impossible things to the hands of the most unneeded people. I can't reach that high level, but ask myself, Patriarch Lin, don't they really need a house?"
Usma nodded, "I don't think so." โ
Ji Thief rolled his eyes: "No, it's not that they don't need it, it's that they don't recognize their needs." The reason for this is that they have not yet felt the benefits of the house, and secondly, they feel embarrassed to trouble us. I asked Usma, if it is for the Lin patriarch to build a house for them, they will work and pay for the materials, we only need to provide some technical personnel, and charge per capitation, for example, if there are 200 people in a tribe, we will charge the benefits of 200 prey, how?"
Usma scratched her head: "More is not much, on the contrary, there are some less." โ
Ji Thief looked at Usma with the face of the black merchant: "Good guy, this is too little?"
Usma squirmed: "That patriarch, you ask, I can't tell the truth." โ
Ji Thief shook his head: "I don't understand, my house charges such a low fee, it doesn't mean that we can't charge a higher fee when we repair the house in the future, it's like a 4S store, and what people sell is after-sales." โ
Usma looked at the thief blankly: "Patriarch, what is that Ace shop? Also, why do you call me brother?"
Ji Thief pursed his lips: "No, it's nothing." โ
As he spoke, Ji Thief looked Usma up and down: "Why do I call my brother that he doesn't have a number in his heart, what's the matter, as the patriarch, do I still have to shout uncle, at such an age, I have to be polite, we are also polite people." โ
Usma wanted to cry without tears: "Patriarch, I just look older, I'm still young." โ
Ji Thief was stunned: "How old?"
Usma shook her head: "I don't know how old it is, I only know that since I remember things, there have been twenty-three heavy snowfalls." โ
Ji Thief: "ยทยทยท"
Even according to Usma's account of being two years old, these twenty-three heavy snowfalls are only twenty-three years.
Damn, I'm only twenty-five years old, and Nima is as old as herself.
"Isn't it only twenty-five, how does it look like forty-five?" asked Ji Thief depressedly.
In the past, the thief, who didn't know Usma's real age, almost thought that Usma was his uncle, the age between the fat elder and his own age, how could he think that he was the same age as himself, maybe he would be a year younger.
Usma also looked depressed: "How do I know I look so old." โ
Ji Thief sighed, and was about to continue talking, when he suddenly reacted, no, I'm not discussing how to build a house, it's all Usma, interrupting his train of thought.
"Ahem, in short, the Lin tribe has such a big market, we must hold it in our hands, understand?" Ji Thief said.
Usma looked at the thief blankly: "Take it, how to take it?"
Ji Thief looked at the sky and sighed: "It's been a long time since the last heavy rain, and in the next few days, there should be a heavy rain, whether our plan to sell the house can be successful, it depends on this rain." โ
Usma was stunned for a moment: "Rain?"
Ji Thief smiled and nodded: "Yes, it's rain." โ
As he spoke, the thief didn't forget to order: "Prepare some empty rooms tonight." โ
Usma was puzzled: "What's wrong?"
Ji Thief said: "Of course, it is to entertain Patriarch Lin and them." โ
"Aren't they going back today?"
The thief looked at Usma: "Go back, where are you going? They are gone, who will I find to build a house? Even if they leave, I will also stop them." โ
Usma snorted.
I saw Ji Thief wink at Usma and said, "I don't understand, but when customers have a tendency to buy goods, we, as sellers, are not allowed to let customers experience it in advance?"
Ji Thief's words made Usma confused, what, what to experience in advance.
"Okay, let's go and arrange it first, remember, make it proper to make arrangements, and strive for each patriarch to live in a single room, understand?"
Usma looked at the thief and asked, "Do you want to prepare eleven houses?"
Ji Thief shook his head: "This is not necessary, the Yun tribe does not have rich prey in their hands, and there is no value for them to build a house at present, this time our target is the Lin tribe, so we only need to prepare six." โ
Usma nodded, agreed, and turned to go.
Immediately, Ji Thief turned around and walked towards the conference hall, and as he walked, he couldn't help but think crankily.
Housing construction, it seems, this is the key to their own take-off, before the crossing always feel that the housing prices are high and resentful of the developer, it seems that this is just that he did not achieve that position.
The former dragon slaying boy has now become an evil dragon.
Thinking all the way, he returned to the conference room.
As soon as he sat down, the Beast Blood Patriarch asked Ji Thief in a thick voice, "Warrior, where did you go just now? Why has it been so long?" โ
Ji Thief sighed and smiled lightly: "It's nothing, wasn't it a little uncomfortable in my stomach just now, did I go out, come on, come on, don't stop, continue." โ
Only then did everyone sigh, and under the politeness of the thief, they began to eat and drink again.
Naturally, there is no need to say much about talking and laughing in the middle, and in the afternoon, the Yun tribe, who had been allowed to enter the Eastern Plains to hunt, said goodbye to the thief and left satisfied.
As for the Lin tribe, they stayed under the signal of the thief's eyes.