Chapter 25 Effect (Unreasonable and unashamed for Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng 4 plus more)
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If you want to buy their things, you have to take your time, you must not be too impatient, you must not be too indifferent, just just right.
What's just right?
Neither can these ordinary people feel that there is anything strange, nor can they be too ruthless.
In the former, the common people will think that you are cheating on them, and in the latter, they will think that you are too arrogant, and they will have the mentality of "if you are rich, you are great".
It is difficult to do business, and it is even more difficult to do a good business.
"Baby, I also have old books at home, what about scrap iron! Why don't you go to my house and have a look?" The people from the next village, who received an accurate reply, sent an invitation to Guo Qu.
Steady! Don't wave! Keep developing!
After Guo went to comfort himself and soothe the excitement in his heart, he said, "I'm afraid you'll have to wait a while! I have already talked to the other two families yesterday, and everything comes first, and I have to take them before I can go to your house." β
Now that he has turned passive into active, he has to put on a posture, and he can't be too accustomed to this group of villagers, step by step, in order to gain their favor.
No, after hearing Guo Qu's words, the two families who Guo Qu personally came to talk about yesterday had a shallow smile on their faces.
"I'm not in a hurry, well, my house is next door, you can come later. After listening to Guo Qu's words, the man was not angry, but very satisfied.
This is art, the art of doing business, and Guo Qu is starting to enjoy this feeling a little.
Next is the second house, the old man hugged the girl, carried his back pocket with the Yangtze River, followed Guo Qu, and went to the next house.
"Old books are eleven pounds. β
"Thirty-two pounds of scrap iron. β
"The money for the old book is four yuan four, and the scrap iron is twenty-two yuan four, adding up to a total of twenty-six yuan and eight, and there is no change, so I'll give you twenty-seven yuan." β
In return for the favor, others are willing to take out the rotten iron pot and sell it, so naturally he can't be stingy, and directly give two more cents, although he does not have two cents of change in his pocket.
Next is the third one.
"Ouch, so many aluminum pots and aluminum pots! Uncle, how long have you been saving it?!"
"Hehe, I've been saving it for more than ten years, and I haven't sold it, and it takes up space at home, and the price you give is the highest, so I'll sell it to you." β
"Uncle, look, these are just fourteen pounds, do you want to weigh them yourself?"
"No need, I've already weighed it, and it's fourteen pounds. β
"That's a good dare, aluminum is eight cents a catty, and it is eleven dollars two. You're waiting, I'll weigh these scrap metal and old books again, and I'll settle the ledger for you later. β
"Well, good. β
"Alright, weigh it out. Five pounds of old books, forty-five pounds of scrap iron, two dollars for old books, thirty-one dollars for scrap iron, a total of forty-four yuan for seven, I'll give you forty-five lines?"
"Good. β
The old man and the Yangtze River carried the waste they received to the street, while Guo Qu continued to rush to the next one with the girl, and collected five more, which was estimated to be enough for the two of them to carry it back once, so they stopped to rest and waited for the old man and the Yangtze River to come back.
After half an hour, the two finally came back, and then put the waste products of the five families into their back pockets, and walked directly to the street without resting.
The following effect has always existed, as long as it is something that can make money, people like to follow the trend, and now they have collected the waste products of nine families, this village, basically every household, knows that Guo Qu is collecting scrap, and the purchase price is the highest, to sell, as long as Guo goes to the door of the family, he will be stopped.
If it is not sold, then naturally it will not say anything, Guo Qu is just shouting "collect waste", and no one answers, so he will leave directly and rush to the next one, which will not take much time.
Before I knew it, the time came to noon, the old man and Changjiang carried the waste to the street, while Guo Qu took the scale and carried the girl home.
The girl has already started to say that she is hungry, so he naturally wants to go back to cook, but she can't be hungry.
Speaking of which, everything Guo Qu is doing now is to let the old man and the girl have a good meal, and the waste products can not be collected for the time being, but the rice cannot be eaten.
Wash the rice, put it in the pot, at this time every household in the village is still using a retort to cook rice, after the rice is put into the pot, every minute or so you have to shovel a few times in the pot to prevent the formation of pots.
Cooking rice is also a technical job, and if you want steamed rice to taste soft and hard, you have to pay attention to the state of the rice in the pot.
When the smooth exterior becomes rough, it is time to scoop up the rice, leak out the rice soup, and use the retort instead.
If it's early, it's hard to say that the rice is not cooked, and the best result is just a hard meal.
If it's late, it will become porridge, and even if it is steamed in a retort, after the rice is cooked, it will be like porridge.
In his previous life, Guo Qu had done this kind of thing, and his grandfather asked him to cook, saying that "when the rice blooms, you can steam it with retorts."
As a result, he waited left and right, the rice just didn't bloom, and finally the old man came back, seeing that it was porridge, and he almost died of anger.
The so-called "flowering" is actually to make the surface of the rice boiled roughly, Guo Qu was too naΓ―ve at that time, and he always wanted to wait for the rice to bloom, and finally made a big oolong.
He has always remembered this matter, after all, it is a troubled matter, so naturally he has never forgotten it.
After the rice was steamed, the old man came back, Guo went to sit on the small stool belonging to the girl in front of the stove, holding the girl while adding firewood, and the old man was responsible for stir-frying.
Changjiang sat on a stool in front of the table next to him, silent, quietly waiting for dinner.
Looking at the appearance of the Yangtze River, Guo Qu couldn't help but think of what happened before.
In the past, when the Yangtze River was not sick and was not stupid, he was a naughty child, and his favorite thing to do in the village was to open the door of another pigsty, and then run home, wait for the pigs to run out, and then walk to the family's house, pretending not to know, shouting:
"XXX! Your pigs have escaped! Come and chase the pigs!"
He enjoyed it for a long time, and his favorite thing to see was the master running out of the house in a hurry, and then chasing the pig back to the pigsty.
Every time the Yangtze River is praised, "Alas, if it weren't for the Yangtze River, I wouldn't have known that the pig ran out"
"If it weren't for his help, it would have been difficult to get the pig back to the pigsty!"
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Changjiang enjoyed such a compliment, but unfortunately, he ignored one thing, every time someone else's pig ran out, he was the first to find it.
How can there be such a coincidence in the world? So it was exposed, and it was criticized.
Later, he ate too much ginkgo biloba, and was poured by medicine, and after being cured, he became stupid.
Then, the children in the village began to bully him, and he always held his head and jumped lightly on the ground with his feet, and said as he jumped, "XXX, your pig ran out!"
It can be seen that even if he becomes stupid, he still remembers it clearly.