Ji Fugui shook his head, I really don't know what Zhang Daman is trying to do, in order to make a few more cents, as for taking his life?

I really don't know if Zhang Daman's trip is going to erode his old book, eh, who called it encountered!

The van skirted a few dilapidated laneways and turned into the old market, the dilapidated floors, the musty-smelling streets, the shouting hawkers.

"Open a little ahead, Silk Firm!" Zhang Daman pointed to a shop in front, and the plaque on the lintel was written with four big characters of "Silk Firm".

Ji Fugui's driving level is really first-class, even though the lane of the old market is very narrow, but he is skillful in avoiding it, for fear of hitting a roadside stall.

When the car stopped steadily at the door of the silk trading house, a chubby middle-aged man, with a big bald head, shiny oil, a string of thumb-thick gold necklaces around his neck, and a big round belly, slumped in a lazy chair, calling to the clerks carrying snakeskin bags.

Ji Fugui still had palpitations, Zhang Daman pushed open the car door, walked straight to the silk firm, completely familiar with the road, stood outside the glass cabinet outside the store, knocked on the glass cabinet, "Boss Huang, business is booming!"

Ji Fugui was stunned for a while, could it be that Zhang Daman was familiar with the boss of this silk trading house? No wonder he dared to enter the old market!

Zhang Daman wants to say that he is familiar, then it is called hell, but the last time he came to the county seat, when he purchased silkworm seeds, he asked the boss of silkworm seeds by the way, in Lingfeng County, who is the biggest silkworm cocoon business?

The boss who sells silkworm seeds is surnamed Liang, what is his name, Zhang Daman has not asked, but he heard others call him "Liang Da Nose", indeed, Boss Liang's nose is very big, the size of a teenager's fist.

Others always say that a big nose is blessed, and some say that a big nose is **vigorous...... Ahem......

Liang Dabi touched his big nose, "Hey, young man, you ask me who has the biggest silkworm cocoon business, and you can ask the right person! In the entire Lingfeng County, there are three giants, South Chen, North Huang, East Lao Guo, this South Chen, called Chen Biao, the giant of sporadic acquisitions, East Lao Guo, called Guo Dong, mainly do upstream, docking some silk fabrics, but also buy silkworm cocoons, to say that in Lingfeng County, the first is naturally Beihuang!"

Zhang Daman took a deep breath, with the memory of his previous life, although it was a little vague, but it was indeed in Lingfeng County, the silkworm cocoon, with such a name of South Chen North Huang Dong Lao Guo.

"This Bei Huang, he is wandering in the old market, doing batches, known as 'Big Belly Yellow', because of his big belly, so, his amount is the largest!" Liang Da Nose looked like his eyebrows were flying, telling about Big Belly Huang, "On making money, tsk, Nan Chen and Dong Lao Guo combined, may not be his opponents, do you know why not?"

Zhang Daman didn't want to demolish Liang Dabi, so he sold him Guanzi, and pretended to cooperate and asked, "Why?"

In his previous life, he had more or less heard that this pot-bellied yellow could almost cover the batch of silkworm cocoons in Lingfeng County, and the most important thing was that he was active in the old market, mixed with fish and dragons, he could go to the black market, compared to the regular channels, the price of the black market, it was simply a huge profit, at least double that of the regular channels.

"Hehe, young man, I can tell you, because the big-bellied yellow goes to the black market, I don't tell him in general!" Liang boasted proudly.

Zhang Daman knew that such information was enough, and there was no need for Liang Dabi to say anything else.

Recalling Liang Dabi's description of Big-bellied Huang, is it really like this, Zhang Daman knocked on the glass cabinet, Big-bellied Huang tilted his head, glanced at Zhang Daman contemptuously, and asked coldly: "Is there something wrong?"

Zhang Daman didn't directly say anything about selling silkworm cocoons, because he knew that in an industry like Bigbelly Yellow, if he did batch sales, his hundreds of catties of silkworm cocoons would not even be considered drizzle.

"Boss Huang, I heard that you specialize in silk batches, right?" Zhang Daman asked knowingly, "My annual output is about tens of thousands of catties of supply, are you interested in talking about it?"

Big-bellied Huang showed a hint of surprise, turned his face, and looked at Zhang Daman a few times, "Tens of thousands of catties? Are you kidding?"

Zhang Daman thought to himself, anyway, there is no need to pay taxes for bragging, besides, the production volume of tens of thousands of catties I said, and I didn't emphasize that it is now, and the future development will continue, and the annual output of tens of thousands of catties is not a dream!

"Boss Huang, do you think I'm joking?" Zhang Daman looked serious, and it really didn't look like a joke at all.

"How is the color of the goods?" "Big-bellied Huang is still interested in a supplier that can produce tens of thousands of catties, if you can buy such a quantity and sell it through the black market, it will make a lot of money!

Moreover, the current supply of silkworm cocoons is in short supply, and the price gouging of those black markets is simply against the sky, one price a day, and there is still a shortage of goods.

Zhang Daman grabbed a few prepared cocoons from his pocket, the snow white was clear, the color of the goods was very eye-catching, the pot-bellied yellow stood up from the lazy chair, paced over, and with each step, the gold necklace around his neck shook a few times.

He walked to the glass cabinet, grabbed the cocoon that Zhang Daman put down, widened his eyes, picked it up again, looked at the light in the air, looked at it carefully, and kept praising it: "Good goods, really good goods, such goods, how many are there, how many do I want!"

Because in this era, in Lingfeng County, sericulture is only in the initial stage, and there is not much production, even if there is a loss of output, it is all about the difference in color to the explosion.

And Zhang Daman is different, he has superb silkworm raising technology, almost every step is standardized process, and the cocoons produced are naturally first-class.

With the rich business experience of big belly yellow in the silkworm cocoon, like the silkworm cocoon produced by Zhang Daman, it is absolutely sky-high on the black market.

Zhang Daman smiled slightly and gave a thumbs up, "Boss Huang, it is really a person who knows the goods, it seems that the rumors are true, it is no wonder that your business can be dominant!"

The big-bellied Huang laughed loudly, "Little brother, what do you call it?"

"The younger brother's surname is Zhang, and he is a newcomer, and he hopes that Boss Huang will help him. Zhang Daman was neither humble nor arrogant, but made the big-bellied Huang wonder in his heart, what is the origin of this young man?

Big-bellied Huang also put down the shelf, and hurriedly reached out to shake hands with Zhang Daman, "It turned out to be Brother Zhang, fortunately, fortunately!"

After shaking hands, Zhang Daman took the opportunity to say: "Since Boss Huang knows the goods, I think so, you can make a price, if it is suitable, then, all the cocoons I will produce there in the future will be supplied to you!"

"Refreshing, I like to deal with refreshing people, Brother Zhang, you know, we are also small profits but quick turnover, I buy silkworm cocoons, I have to sell them in order to make money, in this way, my general receipt price is fifteen yuan a catty, I will give you twenty-one catties, how?"