Chapter 409： Come here (2/2)
”Jiushan Palace came to me a few years ago to buy a yak. The price at that time was five thousand circulation points per catty. If the little boss can't trust me, he can go there to inquire.”
”The bull has to be increased by 90%. As for the yellow goat and the horned antelope, I will give you one for every cow that the little boss buys. How about?”
Even with some psychological preparation, he still couldn't help but swallowed his saliva.
This yak must have a weight of at least three to five thousand catties. As for the bull...
Lin Chou suddenly felt that he couldn't afford it as a **** thing!
When it comes to the mouth, it is absolutely impossible to admit counsel,
”Old man, how can there be any reason for cattle to be sold by the catty?”
The old man glared, his beard and hair were wide,
”Little boss, what you mean is that you can't believe me?”
Since ancient times, raw cattle trading has never been weighed.
Because even an ordinary scalper can easily eat more than a hundred catties of water and food.
The raw cattle trade is all based on insight, how many catties a cow, how many bones and how much meat is released, the veterans have a glance, and the error will not exceed ten catties.
But at this time Lin Chou said that, indeed, it was a bit skeptical.
Lin Chou handed over,
”Old man, don't care about everything. A yak with ten altars of wine, what do you think?”
The old man's eyes widened.
”Don't sell it! Your kid is not sincere. It's a starting price. I've already inquired about it. A jar of wine is only three thousand circulation points. You kid just want to slaughter people and don't have such a black knife, right?”
Lin Chou blinked, not afraid that the old man would leave.
”The sky is asking the price to pay back the money, the old man is very angry.”
”Besides, if you want three-color snake wine, how about giving you thousands of altars?”
The old man snorted softly, knowing in his heart.
”Thirty altars, no less!”
”Eleven Altars.”
”Twenty-five altars! This is the bottom line of the old man.”
”Fifteen Altars!”
”Thirty! I'm anxious for one less altar.”
Lin Sorrow said,
”This yak is only three thousand catties, so you dare to ask for thirty altars. It's over.”
The old man is anxious,
”Fart, my yak will definitely not be less than five thousand five hundred catties, and the meat produced is more than three thousand!”
”Thirty, do you want love, you get what you pay for, the old man's cow is worth the price.”
Lin Chou pondered and measured,
”Twenty-five altars, plus your contact information.”
The old man was satisfied this time and hummed,
”I used the old man's cow, so I can guarantee that all other beef will be **** when you look at it. That's it. Bring the wine.”
One-handed payment and one-handed delivery, trading is very pleasant.
Lin Chou invited,
”Old man, don't you come in and sit down?”
The old man hums again,
”Why, I feel a loss. Your kid still wants to make my money from the old man. I'll tell you, old man, my own craftsmanship, that's a must!”
Lin Chou slapped haha,
”Dare you dare, you will be at ease when you come, but here I have the best side dishes with wine.”
”peanut??”
Lin Chou gave a thumbs up,
”Expert! Professional!”
”Humph!”