Chapter 112: Ghost Intelligence

The place where the asbestos tiles are sold is located in the innermost part of the building materials market, which is different from what Xu Lan imagined.

The inside of the shop was empty, except for a few pieces of asbestos tile samples that were placed inside the house, while the goods were all outside the house.

But after all, this asbestos tile is not only large but also heavy, and moving into the house is not only time-consuming and labor-intensive, but also takes up space.

So piling them up outside the house is the best way to do that.

When the shopkeeper saw them enter the house, he warmly entertained them:

"Hello, what do you want to do?"

"Want to buy asbestos tiles? What are you going to use it for? ”

"How much do you want, and if so, I can give you a discount?"

"What price do you want, I'll help you pick and choose."

The shopkeeper spoke with too enthusiastic attitude, and with four questions in a row, Lu's father's organizational language ability was temporarily invalid.

He thought about it for a long time, and he asked four questions at the same time, and he didn't know which one to answer first.

Seeing this, Lu Nanzhou opened his mouth and replied:

"I want to repair my family's old house, which is in disrepair and leaking, so I need to buy some asbestos tiles and rebuild it."

After hearing this, the shopkeeper said that he understood, and then continued to ask Lu Nanzhou:

"I wonder what the ideal price is in the minds of a few people?"

Lu Nanzhou didn't understand this after hearing this, so he turned his head to look at Lu's father and said to the shopkeeper:

"You ask my father about this."

Father Lu came back to his senses and said to the owner of the asbestos tile shop:

"Then let's take a look at the samples before making a decision."

After all, when repairing a house, you can't pick anything particularly cheap, and only good quality can be durable.

And a broken asbestos tile, even if the price is expensive, how expensive can it be?

Father Lu thought so, and as soon as the shopkeeper heard this, he directly led a few people outside, and didn't look at the samples, but went directly to see the real thing.

The shopkeeper has been in business for so many years, and he is also a slippery head, He first quietly looked at the three of Lu Nanzhou from top to bottom.

And then based on what they were wearing, they were able to figure out what they could afford.

The shopkeeper pointed to one of the asbestos tiles and said to Lu's father:

"What do you think of this?"

"Recently, the New Year is approaching, and there are really a lot of people who come to buy asbestos tiles and want to repair their houses."

"The one I have in my hand is the best-selling one in our store, and it's not only affordable but also easy to use."

When Father Lu heard this, he reached forward and touched it, looked at the thickness of the asbestos tile, and felt a little dissatisfied.

"What do you think of this?"

The shopkeeper observed Lu's father's expression and saw that he was obviously hesitant on his face.

His eyes flashed, and he had already expected Father Lu's reaction in his heart.

The corners of his lips were slightly hooked silently, this business is psychological warfare.

He first brought the almost good goods to Father Lu's eyes, and if he didn't match, he would naturally choose a better one.

At this time, he took out the higher-grade asbestos tiles, and with the obvious "good" and "bad", Father Lu naturally didn't look down on the bad one.

looked at Father Lu, led him to another batch of asbestos tiles, and continued:

"If you're not satisfied with the previous one, take a look at this asbestos tile."

"It's all produced by one manufacturer, and the materials used in this one are better, but it's ......"

Halfway through the words, Xu Mo asked directly:

"Just what?"

I'm afraid I don't want to open my mouth to increase the price!

Although Xu Lan had never been to the building materials market in her previous life, she often wandered in major shopping malls, and when she was bored, she went to the small vendors on the side of the road to watch the uncle and aunt bargain.

It can be said that the merchant sells goods clearly, the shopkeeper in front of him, even if he doesn't speak, Xu Lan knows what kind of medicine he sells in the gourd.

Sure enough, after hearing Xu Mu's words, the shopkeeper continued to speak:

"It's just that the price is twice as expensive."

After hearing this, Father Lu didn't know the price of the previous piece of asbestos tile, so he asked:

"What was the price of the previous piece?"

Seeing that Lu's father was hesitant, he obviously took the bait.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper showed a triumphant smile, but he was soon put away, and he said to Father Lu as if he was not making money and making a loss-making deal:

"Dude, you've come to the right place."

"You see that my business is not good these days, this encounter is fate."

When Xu Mo heard this, he snorted coldly in his heart, thinking that he was a brother and a brother, and the next step was probably to lose money and make a deal.

Sure enough, the shopkeeper then changed his voice, and then said:

"We can't pit our own brothers, the price of the previous one was fifteen yuan, and now this one is thirty yuan."

Father Lu frowned after hearing this, this is too far from the budget in his heart, after all, he has a large demand, and it is also a big price to buy these dozen asbestos tiles.

Raising prices first and then reducing prices, the main thing in this business is a psychological warfare.

Seeing Lu's father's tangled appearance, the shopkeeper pretended to be embarrassed, and took the initiative to lower the price:

"That's it, we can't embarrass you, I think your dosage is quite large, if a roof is all re-paved, it is estimated that it will cost more than a dozen yuan."

"Then I'll lower the price for you, I'll give you a price reduction of five yuan per piece, how about selling you twenty-five yuan?"

The shopkeeper takes retreat as advance, first raises the price and lowers the price, playing a routine, in fact, it is still that price, no matter what, it is a sure profit.

Sure enough, after Father Lu heard this, he raised his head suddenly, obviously moved.

Xu Lan sat aside and shook his head, thinking that the owner of this shop could only choose an honest person like Father Lu to deceive.

Just when Father Lu was about to open his mouth and nod in agreement, Xu Mu pulled Father Lu from behind, and under his puzzled gaze, he stepped forward and said to the shopkeeper:

"I see that the quality of your asbestos tile is not very good, and this shopping is particular about shopping around."

"Your asbestos tile sounds good, what brand? What manufacturer? How many centimeters is the width? How many years is the warranty? ”

"If we buy it back, this asbestos tile is cracked and broken, who should we go to accompany us?"

Xu Lan asked several questions in a row, why did the shopkeeper sweat on the back of his head.

He looked at Xu Lan and thought to himself that someone who knew how to do it was today, and the idea of wanting to take the opportunity to trap them was not valid.

After Xu Lan finished speaking, he walked to the pile of asbestos tiles, and each one stepped forward to touch and knock.

Eventually, she stopped in front of the easternmost pieces of asbestos tiles and asked the shopkeeper:

"If we want this, how much can you give each piece?"

The shopkeeper looked at the asbestos tile that Xu Lan was touching under his hand, and it seemed that the quality was better than the ones he had sold to Lu's father before, but because the price was relatively expensive, it had been pressed in the warehouse and no one bought it.

At this time, seeing that he was picked up by Xu Muan, he shook his head, and when he spoke this time, there was obvious sincerity in his tone:

"That's too expensive, you can't afford it."

The second watch came to QAQ

It was scheduled for eight o'clock, sorry for being a lot late.

Family members are sick and hospitalized, try to keep daily updates these days.

(End of chapter)