Chapter 7: The boss doesn't accept the hare

Lion Rock Farmers Market.

Located in the DC district of Linjiang City, it is not very far from the suburbs where he rents a house, and it will take ten minutes to arrive by electric car.

In the past, when the company was on holiday, he often went there with his colleagues to buy vegetables, and then took it to Lao Liu to add food.

The things in it are very comprehensive, what seafood, river fresh, mountain delicacies...... Everything has to be sold.

Especially in the early morning, the market is full of itinerant vendors.

Like some local old men and old ladies, they put the fruits and vegetables they grow at home, as well as chickens, ducks and eggs, on the ground and sell them.

Occasionally, you can see some people from the countryside, selling wild soft-shelled turtles and river fresh food.

Like hares and wild boar, it is also common to see others selling them there.

However, I heard that if you set up a stall outside the market, it seems that you have to go a little earlier to get a seat.

Generally, the stalls have to be closed before half past eight in the morning, otherwise, the relevant people will go to work, and they will drive you away, saying that you are obstructing traffic and affecting the cityscape.

Of course, vendors can also enter the market to set up their stalls.

Because there is a large area of planned open space in the farmer's market, which is dedicated to free vendors, but there is a sanitation management fee and a stall fee to set up a stall in it.

How much, Yang Zheng is not clear at present.

It shouldn't be very high anyway.

If it is too troublesome to sell these hares of his, he can find a stall that sells game, and all of them will be given to the stall owner.

Of course, in that case, the price is estimated to be much lower.

The hare is a delicate meat with an excellent taste.

And the supply is becoming more and more scarce now, so there is no need to worry about not being able to sell at all.

But before that, he had to go to the market to find out what was going on.

Look at the hares over there, what price they are generally sold for.

If the goods are delivered to the store, and the price is not outrageous, he will directly give more than 20 hares to the store at one time.

I'm too lazy to bother with that.

Because it was too troublesome to set up a stall to sell things, I had no relevant experience at all.

It's still easy to sell to those game stall owners.

After having a plan in mind, Yang Zheng immediately rode on an electric car and drove towards the Lion Rock Farmers' Market.

By the time we arrived at the farmer's market, it was not yet four o'clock in the afternoon.

At this point, there are not many people in the market.

Generally, there are more people in the morning.

Many people like to come out early in the morning and buy all the day's dishes.

Because the dishes in the morning are relatively fresh.

Like going grocery shopping in the afternoon, it's all wilting stuff, not very flattering.

Of course, if you are greedy for cheapness, you go to buy vegetables in the evening, and the stall owners are in a hurry to clear the stalls, and they usually sell them cheaper than in the morning.

Outside the market was even more empty.

Except for a few agricultural vehicles selling fruits, there are not a few mobile vendors in sight.

Yang Zheng went directly into the market and found a stall selling game.

Inside this stall, there are many cages stacked on top of each other.

The ground is full of game, and the dark brown ground has been washed, but once you enter the store, you can smell an unpleasant stench.

Yang Zheng looked around the store and found that the existing cages were empty, and some of them contained hares, pheasants, and some other messy game, but there were not many of them.

According to Yang Zheng's observations, the people who run this game stall are a middle-aged couple.

The man sat on a recliner playing with his phone, and the woman stood in the doorway, chatting with the owner of a nearby shop.

After seeing Yang Zheng enter the store, the male stall owner immediately stood up and asked in Mandarin with a strong hometown flavor: "Pretty boy, what do you need?" I have hares, pheasants, and ibex. ”

Yang Zheng looked at several hares in the cage and found that their limbs were broken and bloodstained, and it was obvious that they were all injured by clips.

So he went to the rabbit cage and asked, "How do you sell hares?" ”

The male stall owner said: "Forty-one pounds, Bao is alive and killed." ”

"Forty-one pounds?"

Yang Zheng's heart moved, and he secretly felt that the price was not bad, but he didn't know what the recycling price was?

Next, he casually asked about the price of some other game.

The male stall owner told him that the pheasant was one hundred and fifty-one big and one small, and said that this thing was very good for stewed wild cats.

Wild goats and wild boars are not alive, all of them have been slaughtered, and they are placed in the refrigerator, twenty-five pounds of wild boar, and sixty yuan a pound of wild goat meat.

As for other game, the price is also high and low.

Seeing that Yang Zheng had been staring at the hare inside the cage, the male stall owner grabbed the largest rabbit directly from the cage.

"This rabbit is the fattest, it is estimated that there are more than three catties, only more than 100 yuan, buy it back and put some dried chili peppers, and then make a bottle of beer to stew, it is very delicious."

"Don't worry, the game I have here is genuine, all of it is collected from the countryside, I have been here for seven or eight years, and there are many repeat customers, if you don't believe it, you can go to the neighborhood to ask......"

In the face of the men's owner's gushing sales, to be honest, Yang Zheng was still a little embarrassed.

Originally, he just came to ask the price, and he didn't plan to buy it.

Besides, the little money in his pocket is not enough.

Seeing that the male stall owner was about to carry the hare to the scale, Yang Zheng hurriedly grabbed him and handed him a cigarette.

"Boss, I'm not here to buy rabbits."

Hearing this, the male stall owner's face changed slightly, he looked a little unhappy, and he didn't take Yang Zheng's cigarette.

But it's also normal, you don't buy things and come to ask what you do? Wasting someone else's enthusiasm and time.

Yang Zheng said with some embarrassment: "Boss, I'm really embarrassed, come, smoke a cigarette." ”

"I don't smoke......"

The male stall owner frowned, put the hare back into the cage, and turned back and asked, "Something?" ”

Yang Zheng hurriedly said: "I want to ask if you accept wild goods here?" ”

The male stall owner was stunned for a moment, and then nodded, "Some accept it, and some don't." ”

Hearing this, Yang Zheng said happily: "I have dozens of hares, what price do you see?" ”

"Now that the weather is hot, the hare is only taken alive, not dead, because there is no guarantee whether it is broken inside."

"Alive, all my rabbits are alive."

The male stall owner said casually: "The price of the hare's recycling, fifty yuan a piece, as long as it is alive, you have to collect as much as you want." ”

"Fifty dollars a piece?"

Hearing the boss's offer, Yang Zheng secretly frowned.

Normal-sized hares are generally about two or three catties, like some larger rabbits, which are more than so heavy.

They collected it and sold it for forty-one catties, and a rabbit was sold for more than a hundred yuan casually, how could the price of recycling be so low?

I feel like this stall is a bit dark.

Thinking of this, Yang Zheng smiled and said: "Boss, the price of your recycling is a bit low, all of my rabbits are big rabbits, there are no small ones, you can add more." ”

The male stall owner sighed: "My price is not low, you go to other market stalls to ask, basically this price." ”

"Pretty boy, business is not good now, we are different from you, the stall I rented, the rent for a year is tens of thousands, plus the management fee for water and electricity sanitation, and some messy expenses, I can't make a lot of money."

Yang Zheng definitely didn't take the boss's rhetoric to heart, and continued: "Boss, you are adding points, fifty yuan is too low, and it is not easy for us to run on the mountain." ”

The two grinded for a long time, and finally the wife of the male stall owner came back and said, "Pretty boy, you take things over first, if they are generally bigger, we will add five or ten yuan to each ......of them."