Chapter 93 You can make money, but it must be reliable
Like the middle-aged man, he picked up the ginseng and examined it carefully, then turned to look at Tan Chen and Shang Ruoting.
"How much do you plan to sell this ginseng for?"
Tan Chen's face remained calm: "It depends on what price the boss offers."
The boss originally thought that the young man and woman in front of him were from the countryside and had little knowledge.
Unexpectedly, when this young man spoke, his aura was no less than that of this old fox.
He had to take the two of them seriously.
"How about one thousand per tree?"
After hearing the price, Shang Ruoting immediately closed the lid of the wooden box and made a gesture as if to leave.
"Boss, you're not sincere in your business. Our ginseng is at least two hundred years old. Are you thinking we're outsiders and easy to fool?"
In fact, she didn't know how much a ginseng tree over two hundred years old was worth in this era.
However, according to the price reference of later generations, ginseng that is just over a hundred years old is worth more than one million yuan. If it is over two hundred years old, the price is inestimable.
Even in this economically closed era, it is impossible for a ginseng to be sold for only one thousand yuan.
Shang Ruoting roughly estimated the purchasing power of money in this era, and the real value of a ginseng plant could reach more than 10,000 yuan.
But she also knew that if people took the risk to do this kind of black market transaction, there would definitely be huge profits involved. Even so, it couldn't be a thousand yuan, right?
You can make money, but it has to be reliable!
The boss didn't expect that the young woman in front of him was so stubborn. He just mentioned a price and she was about to leave.
With such a good thing right in front of him, how could he let people go?
"Comrade, don't leave so quickly! If you think the price is unreasonable, we can discuss it slowly."
Shang Ruoting turned back with a dark face: "Boss, you don't want to do business at all, what else can we discuss?"
Tan Chen knew that Shang Ruoting said this on purpose, and he also helped to act.
"I know there's a trading place outside the Second Ring Road. We can go there and take a look."
Seeing that the two were determined to leave, the boss was so anxious that sweat appeared on his forehead. It was obviously a business that could make a lot of money, so how could he give it up to others?
"How about a human tree?"
"The price I offered was already very high."
Shang Ruoting smiled secretly in her heart: It seems that this method of provoking is quite effective.
However, this price is still far from the transaction price she had in mind.
She and Tan Chen stopped at the same time and turned to look at the boss.
"If the boss is sincere about buying these two ginsengs, then I'll give you a reasonable price."
The boss was obviously feeling a bit pained. Although he could sell a ginseng for more than one yuan, he also had to bear certain risks. In addition, it would cost a lot of money to bring it there.
"Comrade, the price I offer is already very fair. Even if you go somewhere else, you might not be able to get this much."
Seeing that the boss had no intention of raising the price, Shang Ruoting took the initiative to quote the price: "Nine thousand per tree. If you don't think it's worth it, we won't waste our time with you."
Tan Chen stared at her without blinking. He originally thought that one tree would be enough, but he didn't expect her to ask for nine thousand.
When the boss heard her offer, he shook his head like a rattle: "Nine thousand per tree, I won't make any profit at all. This is too high."
Shang Ruoting didn't intend to stick to the price, so she left some room for bargaining.
Seeing the boss's attitude, I knew that the price she mentioned was indeed a bit high.
"The boss thinks the price I mentioned is too high, and I don't want to sell it at the price you mentioned. It seems that we are not destined to trade ginseng."
Seeing this, the boss gritted his teeth and said, "I can only offer one ginseng plant at most, no more than that."
Shang Ruoting and Tan Chen looked at each other, and both were satisfied with the price.
Tan Chen turned around and sat back in his original position: "Okay, let's do it."
Seeing that he agreed, the boss quickly said, "Please wait a moment, I will go to the backyard to get the money."
After saying that, he walked out quickly, as if he was afraid that the two people would change their minds.
Soon, the boss came in with a small black leather suitcase, opened the suitcase and counted out one yuan for them.
Tan Chen and Shang Ruoting counted the money in front of the boss and the middle-aged man.
The largest denomination of money in this era was only ten yuan, and there was a large pile of one-yuan cash. After the two people counted the money, they stuffed it into the inside pockets of their shirts.
Despite this, their shirts still looked bulging.
The boss was holding the wooden box containing ginseng in his hands, and he seemed to see countless money in his eyes.
Shang Ruoting suddenly thought of the stamps that the boss had just mentioned.
After a moment of hesitation, he asked, "I thought I heard the boss talking about stamps just now?"
The boss took the ginseng and was in a good mood, so he told it out.
"You don't know, but a few days ago I heard that a very collectible stamp appeared on the market, so I wanted to get it for my collection."
Shang Ruoting pretended not to understand and asked, "I wonder what stamps the boss is talking about?"
The boss didn't try to hide it: "The name of the stamp is 'The Whole Country is Red.'"
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