I hope this woman doesn't ask for too much. She can still afford the price of a ton of corn.

Qian Jinyu was whispering with Zhang Bilin over there, and Zhang Bilin told Qian Jinyu the price he had figured out over the past two days.

Wang Guotao went out with them as an interpreter.

He translated many of the prices here for them.

Qian Jinyu knew that the price of corn here was higher than theirs.

In this case, no matter how the price of corn cobs is set, it will be higher than in China, so she can rest assured.

What she fears most is that the price of exported goods will be lower than that in China, which would be embarrassing. She is here to earn money from others, so if the price is lower than that in China, then it would not make much sense.

After all, it is very difficult to promote something like corn cobs in the country.

But it is relatively simple to promote it here.

The final price was set at ten cents per corn cob.

"One dime each?

Isn’t this too expensive?

Besides, you said it was by ton before, and by jin before, so why are you suddenly talking about it being calculated by head?"

Qian Jinyu was happy to hear Park Chae-young ask this question.

This girl is not stupid.

"If you want to calculate by kilogram, that's fine too, then one yuan per kilogram.

1,000 jin is 1,000 yuan, 10,000 jin is 10,000 yuan, and one ton is 2,000 jin, which is 2,000 yuan.

How much would it cost in your currency? Please calculate.

And after you buy this thing, I can process it and sell it to you.

You can sell it at a higher price!

The main reason we are here this time is to discuss this matter with the chaebols on your side.

By then, the price I give them will be two cents higher than yours.

Even if you resell it, you will make a profit."

Park Chae-young thought about it and realized that if one jin is two cents more expensive, 10 jins will be two yuan more expensive, 100 jins will be 20 yuan more expensive, and 1,000 jins will only be 200 yuan more expensive.

Although it is only 200 yuan more expensive, it is not a loss.

Thinking of this, his expression improved a little.

She never thought about what would happen if Qian Jinyu and the local tycoon failed to reach a deal.

The corn cobs she got might fall on her hands.

But even if the deal didn't go through, Qian Jinyu came mainly to find someone.

After buying a ton of corn cobs, she will also find a way to sell them.

"By the way, we also have Chinese cabbage, do you want some?

It’s cheaper than your market price, so I’ll sell it to you.”

Park Chae-young looked at Qian Jinyu speechlessly.

"I'm really just a military doctor, I'm not in business.

Taking out 2,000 yuan is my limit.

You still want me to buy your cabbage again? Impossible!"

Qian Jinyu smiled.

"Look, don't be so angry!

I am the God of Wealth who is here to give you money!

Not to mention that we are friendly countries and we benefit from each other.

Alas, I heard that there was a battle between us before. Were you involved? I could hear gunshots and explosions from over there.

Didn't you go up and take a look?"

Hearing her say this, Park Chae-young frowned and looked at Cha Jae-hee.