"Boss Wang, you can't do this, why are you still lowering the price, the day before yesterday, Liu Sineng next door took it to sell, and it was three points higher than your price today, if I sell it today, the price will be lower, it's not like this." A woman carrying a basket of ginger complained unconvincingly at the door of Wang Chengwu's ginger storefront.

"Sister-in-law, I can't help it, the ginger market is not good, so I can only reduce the price, and we also want you to sell it for more money, but there is really no way. Wang Chengwu explained casually.

"Forget it, forget it, your family is not kind here, I'll sell it elsewhere. The middle-aged woman waved her hand unhappily.

"The price of which one is like this, why do you have to carry it around, the market is not good, you think it's just for me, it's the same for everyone. Wang Chengwu said casually.

"Then I'll carry it to Huangni Village to sell, and the price of the Hu family in Huangni Village is not this price. Saying that, the middle-aged woman really carried the basket on her back.

"Then you take it, the price of his house is still a penny lower than mine, we only lowered it because of his family's price reduction, I believe you went, and you will come back." Wang Chengwu no longer persuaded and said confidently.

On Hu Mingchen's side, similar things are also happening.

"Hu Jianjun, why is the price of your house lower than that on the street? It wasn't that price a few days ago. ”

"Uncle Jiang, hehe, how can I say that my heart is too dark, the price of my family is still like that, good ginger, my family has not dropped a penny, it used to be a lot, and now it is still a lot, Uncle Jiang, you have wronged me a little." Hu Jianjun smiled and faced an old man in his sixties wearing a blue tunic.

"Then your family's stalls and resistance have dropped, and they have dropped so much, what about four cents, people didn't divide it before, just your family. Uncle Jiang said with a frowning brow.

"The market is not good, we have no experience at all, it was a random collection before, and then I heard that there is no such price outside, we can only follow the market, as a last resort, we can only be sorry for everyone, and appropriately reduce the price. Besides, before, my family basically rarely accepted other grades of ginger, and whether the price was reduced or not, it did not have much impact on the villagers. Uncle Jiang, you can still sell the good ones to me, and sell the others on the street, I heard that they are more accessible, and the price is higher than mine. Hu Jianjun said in an orderly manner.

Hu Mingchen's family originally aimed at the best part of the best ginger, so he didn't mind pushing the other parts out.

Even, the purpose of lowering the price by a penny more is to achieve the effect of pushing and pulling.

The good ginger is pulled in your own home because of the price factor, and the bad part is also pushed out because of the price factor.

"I'm from the street, do you want me to carry it back?" Uncle Jiang said reluctantly.

"That's really no way, Uncle Jiang, it's not that I want to embarrass you, it's true that the market is like this. I don't expect to make much money in business, but at least I can't lose money. If you can, you can pick and choose, and I still pay a high price for the good part, which is higher than everyone's price. Hu Jianjun said with a smile on his face.

In fact, Hu Jianjun also has concerns and worries about Hu Mingchen's strategy and practice.

Hu Jianjun didn't understand why he only collected ginger, his level of understanding was not beyond the scope of Wang Chengwu and Xu Ming, he was worried that the price that would be sold at that time would not be high, or the price would be the same as Wang Chengwu's, so if they did this, the gains would outweigh the losses.

Still, Hu insisted on doing so. Hu Mingchen can't have a good and easy-to-understand way to convince his father and mother, but he just firmly believes that the extra price will definitely pay off.

Since the capital of the business was made by Hu Mingchen, Hu Jianjun could only rely on him if he didn't understand it.

No matter how reluctant Uncle Jiang was, in the end, he could only pick out the best more than 20 catties and sell them to Hu Mingchen's family, and the rest could only be carried back to the street and sold to Xu Ming.

In the two days of price fluctuations, I have to do a lot of patient explanation work every day.

The reason why Hu Mingchen wants to drop an extra penny is that he is afraid that those people will not be willing to take it back, so they will sell it to his family. For the sake of the price of a penny, most people are still willing to work a little more. Even if there are a few people who are unwilling to accept that bird anger anymore, Hu Jianjun has other excuses to squeeze them back, which is what Hu Mingchen insisted on.

After only two days of such chaos, it was quickly restored to the right track, and the good ones were sold to Hu Mingchen's family, and the others were sold on the street.

Although for Hu Mingchen's family, the actual cost has not decreased, but his family and the other people who collect ginger have a harmonious relationship, after all, the actual cost of those people has decreased, and there is no reason why they can't get along with Hu Mingchen's family.

With such a distinction between acquisitions and acquisitions, Hu Mingchen's family's purchase volume quickly increased gradually, and the daily purchase volume soon exceeded 1,000 catties, of course, this is also because ginger is listed in large quantities, and Hu Mingchen's family has to receive dozens of ginger sellers every day.

And Wang Chengwu and them, the amount of purchase is even greater, Wang Chengwu's family and Xu Ming's family, the amount of harvest every day is not less than 3,000 catties.

What they pursue is quantity, so they care more about the price, a pound is less than three cents, and a day is less than 100 yuan. If you pay less, you will earn 100 yuan a day. It's no wonder that they want to go up to Hu Mingchen's door to exert pressure.

It's just that Wang Chengwu and Hu Mingchen's family have another major difference that they collect ginger and sell it as ginger, and only some people will roast it into dried ginger to sell.

Roasted dried ginger is too tiring and cumbersome, like their daily amount, it takes at least a dozen people to ask someone to wash ginger, and there are several roasted ginger stoves, I am afraid that two or three people have to be invited to turn ginger every day, and the amount of coal burned every day is a very large amount.

Like Hu Mingchen's family, it has only been more than half a month, and the family is already tired.

During the day, Hu Jianjun had to keep collecting ginger, Jiang Yucai kept adding coal and turning ginger, and intermittently, Hu Jianjun had to keep carrying water.

It can be said that from morning to night, the two of them will hardly have any time to rest, and the lunch at noon and afternoon is also as simple as possible.

Even if the three sisters Hu Mingchen come back from school, that kind of busyness will not get better. The people who wash the ginger can go home separately and come back tomorrow morning when they can't see it, but Hu Mingchen and his family have to fill two large water tanks and prepare a few baskets of yellow mud. The roasted ginger should be put away, carefully packed in a pocket, and put away.

In addition, Hu Yandie and they still have to complete their homework.

After going to bed, Hu Jianjun and Jiang Yucai had to get up every two hours, and they couldn't let the ginger be baked.

It can be said that there will not be a restful sleep in the whole night.

During the day, if you can't stand it, just stare at it and take a break for half an hour and forty minutes.

During this time, Hu Mingchen was as tired as he was, in addition to registering the family's daily expenses, don't forget, he also has a business to do at school.

Hu Mingchen was not so tired during this time, so he gave up the opportunity to practice with Song Qiaoshan in the morning.

The more this time, the more Hu Mingchen can't be discouraged. During the period of contact with Song Qiaoshan, he understood that Song Qiaoshan admired the kind of people who could withstand the pressure and looked down on the kind of people who retreated.

This may have something to do with the fact that he has been in the army for a long time, even if he is already working in the local area, Song Qiaoshan still retains his military nature to a large extent.

If Hu Mingchen retreated because of his hard work during this time, he guessed that it might be difficult to return to Song Qiaoshan's side in the future.

On this day, after Hu Mingchen got out of school, he saw a foreign truck driving in from outside in front of the archway out of Duge Township.

Due to the remote and backward mountain valley in Duge Township, there are usually no out-of-town trucks that come here. At this time, when he encountered a truck from other places, Hu Mingchen muttered to himself, this is very likely to be a car from outside to collect ginger.

These gingers do not have to wait for all of them to be harvested before they are sold, but often when they get together a certain amount, they can practice the buyers to drag them out of the field, and it is impossible to accumulate all of them at home. Occupying funds is a trivial matter, the key is that ginger is piled together, and if it is covered for a long time, it will become bad, and it will not be easy to sell at that time.

Standing firmly under the archway, watching the truck enter the street and turn in the direction of Wang Chengwu's house, Hu Mingchen hesitated to see what the situation was.

Since reaching a win-win compromise with them, Hu Mingchen no longer goes to their doors every day, anyway, the price of going every day is the same, so what are you going to do?

But now that the ginger they received has begun to be taken out, Hu Mingchen can't help it.

He doesn't care much about the price he received now, the price is basically fixed, but for the price of selling, his mind is still blank, and he has to inquire.

If you don't know the market you're selling, you can't be sure what to do next. Even if Hu Mingchen knew that before he was reborn, the price of ginger this year was high and high, and finally reached an unimaginable level. But who knows if that scene will ever happen.

If the butterfly's little wings are instigated and triggers an uncontrolled chain reaction, wouldn't you have to smear your eyes?

The memory of the past is very important, but the actual situation of reality is even more important, and Hu Mingchen must have a clear understanding of this and cannot be too blind.

After a slight hesitation, Hu Mingchen threw his schoolbag over his shoulder and followed the trajectory of the truck.