Chapter 8 (2/2)
The man looked at it carefully. It was really 80 noodles. He was not as excited as he was just now. After thinking for a long time, he took out two yuan and five yuan from his pocket and handed it to him, ”then give me ten jin first.”
Mei Xiaoran knew that her father had brought 50 Jin of flour with him today. In such a hot day, of course, it would be best to sell them all at once, otherwise they would have to be exposed to the sun.
So he went up to the front and said, ”uncle, you only need 10 jin for such a good noodle? My dad also had a hard time getting it. No one else can get it. Why don't you just buy more? Who knows if my dad can still get this kind of noodles next time and can't touch you
She noticed that the man was dressed neatly, and knew that he was not a farmer, but a working man. Workers are the best paid these days. It's great to have a salary of dozens of yuan a month. Even the single worker family is more nourishing than the farmer!
The man hesitated for a moment, which was not to say that he couldn't get so much money at once, or that it was a little expensive. If the price was lower, he would dare to take all the noodles.
Mei Zhonghua stares at his eyes. He is so scared that he doesn't dare to breathe for fear that he will change his mind. He doesn't want the ten jin noodles. At the same time, he was secretly complaining that her daughter was talkative. He bought ten catties of noodles, and he could earn 70 cents.
”Uncle, it's not easy for my father to collect tuition fees for us. I also want to ask my father to sell out the food and take me to buy some school supplies. Do you think it's ok? If you buy all the 50 catties of noodles my father brought, I'll let my father give you two cents cheaper, twenty-three pounds. Do you think it's ok? ”
Mei Xiaoran calculated in his mind that even if one catty of noodles was cheaper by two cents, fifty catties could be cheaper by one yuan. But if you sell it all at once, you can earn two yuan and five yuan. If people only buy ten catties, they can make seventy cents Small profit but quick turnover is also a kind of management means.
Mei Zhonghua's face changed.How much money can he earn with 50 Jin noodles? The girl's mouth, he will make less than a dollar!
”No, I can't. My daughter can't settle accounts. Maybe it's not so much less at once. I'll drink from the north and the west if it's less. I don't dare to sell it at this price.”
The man's eyes turned and his face was full of laughter. ”Big brother, your daughter is a good girl. I think your father and I are very honest. I'll take all 50 Jin noodles according to the price the girl said.”
”No, I can't. My daughter doesn't know how to talk nonsense! If I sell it at this price, I can't make any money. It's not enough for my hard work
Mei Zhonghua is really distressed. It's not Zhengji today. He is anxious to collect tuition fees for the children. He originally asked for a low price, but he was fooled by his daughter. Then he didn't make any profit in this business.
The man saw that Mei Zhonghua's face was red with anxiety, so he gave in. ”Big brother, there's something to say. Let's just do it like this. You step back and I'll let you go. How about 24 cents? If it's all right, we'll make a deal at 24 cents. I'll take all of your 50 Jin of flour. ”
Mei Zhonghua is still hesitating, ”how can I do that? Fifty catties of noodles will bring you 50 cents. ”
”Dad, I think this old uncle is very honest. Just follow what he said. You can also make a move.” Mei Xiaoran added, ”when we make friends with the old uncle, he can come to us again if he has any need.”
Mei Xiaoran had done business in the past life, and she still understood the tips of doing business.
”Well My silly girl, forget it and sell it as you say
Mei Zhonghua reluctantly sold 50 Jin noodles to the man and took over 12 yuan.
”Uncle, is your home far away? If it's far away, let my father send it back to you. It's very heavy with 50 Jin of noodles. ”