The man was a little surprised when he saw Zhou Bin, and immediately said: "Your house is so beautiful, you must be rich!"
Zhou Bin smiled and said, "I am just an average person, not a rich man."
He thought to himself, you guys are probably new here, what do you know?
Then the middle-aged man said: "My last name is Huang Weitao, I specialize in apple business, this is my employee."
Zhou Bin nodded and said, "Boss Huang, I have about 60,000 kilograms of apples this year. The quality is very good. How much do you plan to charge per kilogram for my fruit?"
Huang Weitao said expressionlessly: "Then I have to go and take a look before I can decide."
Zhou Bin then led them to the backyard, where there was an old cave, which was now used by Zhou Bin as an apple warehouse.
When we got to the kiln, a rich aroma of apples wafted over.
Zhou Bin led them to the apples, opened a bag and let them check.
I saw that each of these apples was big and colorful, very beautiful.
Huang Weitao picked up the apple, looked at it, then put it under his nose and smelled it, a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.
Then he went inside to take a look and found that Zhou Bin’s apples were generally very good.
Then they went back to the house, and Zhou Bin thought to himself that this apple of mine is really not a joke, it’s really good!
Huang Weitao spoke up: "Well, I just saw that your apples are pretty good. How about this, I'll give you 80 cents per pound and let me take them all."
Zhou Binman was still expecting him to give a good price, but he didn't expect him to just offer 80 cents!
Zhou Bin thought he had misheard and asked quickly, "How much did you say?"
Huang Weitao continued to repeat: "Bamao, what's wrong?"
Zhou Bin almost vomited blood. Is this man crazy? Giving such a good fruit to eight cents is just making fun of himself!
His face immediately changed: "Boss Huang, are you kidding me? My fruit is so good, I sold it for 2.5 yuan per pound last year, and you want to take it away for only 80 cents, how is that possible!"
Huang Weitao was not in a hurry, but pretended to say: "Young man, you don't know, the market is not good this year, you see no one comes to pick the fruit. I can give you 80 cents, which is good! How much more do you want?"
Zhou Bin was stunned. How could this be possible? He had seen on TV some time ago that the apple market was very good this year, with the price soaring to three yuan per pound.
He didn't know whether Boss Huang really didn't know or was deliberately lying to him.
He immediately said, "80 cents is not enough. I definitely won't sell it to you."
Huang Weitao did not force it, but stood up and said, "Young man, I didn't lie to you. If you don't sell it now, don't regret it. Who will want your fruit later?"
Having said that, he walked away without even looking back.
When they walked out, Zhou Bin looked confused.
These people must be crazy. They come here to take advantage of others. Do they really think he is a fool?
Then he went back to his room and went to sleep, too lazy to pay attention to these people.
In the afternoon, Aniu came running over.
As soon as he entered the room, he said, "Brother, have you seen the boss who collects apples?"
Zhou Bin was stunned, then smiled and said, "Just a fat man and two young ones?"
Ah Niu nodded and said, "Yes, he came to your house too?"
Zhou Bin smiled and said, "Yeah, he went to your house too?"
"I went there and was almost mad to death!" said Aniu.
"What did he say to you?" Zhou Bin asked.
Aniu then told the man what happened after he left. It turned out that he had also looked at Aniu's apples and said that they were good.
But when it came to the price, he only gave Ah Niu one dollar.
When Aniu heard this, he immediately became unwilling. He thought it would be impossible to give away such good fruit for only one dollar.
So the two of them didn't agree on anything and the man left.
For several days after that, Huang Weitao went to other people's homes who had apples, but he only gave them 80 or 90 cents each, and would not give him a penny more.
If he offers such a low price, no one will sell to him.
But he doesn't seem to be in a hurry. If you don't sell, he won't be in a hurry and will just turn around and leave.
And so, since he left, no one else came to see the apples.
In the blink of an eye, another half month had passed and it was almost December. It was freezing cold everywhere in Beiyuan Village.
But at this time, everyone's apples had not been sold yet, and no customers came to the door.
This made Aniu and Li Jun very anxious. If things continued like this, would the apples rot in the kiln?
Although they were anxious, they had no other choice but to come to Zhou Bin for advice.
Zhou Bin was also puzzled. What happened this year?
When a few people were discussing, there was a knock on the door.
Zhou Bin followed everyone out and saw that the person who came was none other than Huang Weitao again.
He asked with a smug look on his face, "Have you sold your apples?"
Zhou Bin and a few others were stunned. Why did this person come again?
Zhou Bin immediately said, "It hasn't been sold yet. What? You're still giving me 80 cents a pound?"
Huang Weitao laughed and said, "It's not 80 cents now."
Ah Niu's eyes lit up immediately and he asked, "How much is it now?"
Huang Weitao laughed: "It's 70 cents now, if there's a bad one, it'll be 60 cents."
Then he asked, "It's almost the New Year, are you going to sell it?"
Zhou Bin got angry and immediately cursed: "I'll sell your mother's legs! Get out of here!"
Ah Niu was furious and shouted at Huang Weitao: "Get out of here! Don't come here again!"
Huang Weitao's face darkened when he was scolded. He sneered, "Then you can just wait for your food to rot in the fruit warehouse! You are a bunch of unruly people!"
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