Chapter 407: Talking Business (Part 2)
Mr. Zhuang doesn't know as much about farming as Mr. Bai. After all, his main business is a landlord. Just by managing the accounts of various farms, he can almost know the per-acre yield of various crops.
Not to mention that he personally manages the fields in Qili Village.
Therefore, he knew too well the significance of the output of the small farm. Taking the winter wheat output of his Bai family in Qili Village as an example, their current average yield per mu is 1.8 times that of his, which has increased by nearly 100%.
So, if all the wheat in the world could produce this much...
Mr. Bai said secretly: Then there will be no famine in the world.
Of course, Mr. Bai was just thinking about it. The wheat yield only emerged this year. Who knows if it can be suitable for the soil and water in other places?
So Mr. Bai was only a little excited before he asked solemnly, "Manbao, did you keep all the wheat seeds in your family before? Did you buy them from somewhere else?"
Manbao felt guilty for a moment, but under Keke's guidance, he nodded and said, "Yes, if you don't believe me, go ask my parents."
Just ask your parents, they will definitely not reveal the secret because they don’t know there is anything hidden.
Mr. Bai nodded thoughtfully and was going to ask Old Zhou, how could he ask Manbao, a child, about something like farming?
Mr. Bai thought of this and smiled at her. He picked up the serving chopsticks and picked up a piece of braised pork for her. He asked with a smile, "How much did Mr. Bai pay for the wheat seeds from your family?"
Manbao was stunned while holding the chopsticks;
Bai Shanbao was also stunned while eating;
Bai Erlang was stunned for a moment before he reacted, his eyes widening.
When it comes to experience, how can the three children compare to Master Bai?
When it comes to shamelessness, the three children can't compare.
Manbao blushed with shame, and Bai Shanbao also blushed. They both said shamefully, "Then can we make it cheaper?"
Bai Erlang was unwilling to do so. When they came back, they had already planned in the carriage how to divide the money from selling the wheat seeds and what to do with it.
How can it be so cheap so easily?
He racked his brains and finally came up with a ready-made excuse, "Dad, the seeds in the grain store are so expensive, ours are better than theirs, how can you take advantage of us?"
Mr. Bai said, "Then I won't buy from you. Didn't they say that all the winter wheat in the village comes from the Manbao family? Their yield must be pretty good. I'll just buy from them."
Bai Jilang opened his mouth wide, obviously not expecting this.
Manbao reacted immediately and said proudly, "Our wheat is still better than theirs. If you don't believe me, Uncle Bai, go to the village and see for yourself. Not to mention other families in the village, even my wheat isn't as good as the wheat from our small farm."
"why is that?"
Because their seeds are mixed.
At the beginning of last spring, when the Zhou family was soaking wheat seeds, she bought a bag of wheat seeds from the mall, stole an equal amount directly from the bucket, and then poured the ones she bought into the bucket and mixed them together.
So although the situation of their spring wheat was slightly better after the disaster last year, it was not much better.
Later, the village wanted to exchange wheat seeds with their family, so she bought another batch from Dr. D and mixed them in. More than two-thirds of them were wheat seeds from the future world. As for the wheat seeds from their Zhou family, she exchanged a little more, almost most of them. The reason why there were still some left out was, of course, because when she was storing and collecting the original wheat seeds at the same time, there would always be some left out.
When it was Bai Zhuangtou's turn to buy wheat seeds, she was too lazy to climb into the granary to replace them, so she simply changed the bags after her father packed them.
Therefore, the wheat seeds on their farm are basically all future varieties with the highest purity.
I don’t know why, but the growth of this batch of wheat is far from reaching the yield that Dr. D said.
She had calculated it at the time, and Dr. D said that the wheat seeds she gave me would yield more than ten stones per mu.
Even if the fertilizer here is not enough, it would be okay if it was two or three stones short, but I didn't expect it to be reduced by more than half.
Manbao guessed that these wheat seeds might not be well adapted to the local climate and soil.
Manbao sighed and said to Mr. Bai, "Uncle Bai, can we give you a better deal?"
Mr. Bai asked with a smile, "How much cheaper?"
Manbao looked at Bai Shanbao with confusion.
Bai Shanbao was also stumped for a moment. If the price was cheaper than that of the county grain store, they would not be satisfied. After all, their products were better, right?
But if it is too expensive, my cousin will not agree, after all, they are not the only sellers now.
I'm so sad.
The three children were exchanging glances, and when Mr. Bai saw his son also exchanging glances with them, he became happy and simply stood up and said, "Why don't you two talk among yourselves first?"
The three children nodded repeatedly. Bai Shanbao said, "Uncle, go out and play for a while. We'll call you back after we've discussed it."
Mr. Bai: ...Luckily you are a child, and one of our own nephews, otherwise if someone were to negotiate business with him like this, the deal would surely fail.
Mr. Bai left and handed the study to the three people.
As soon as Mr. Bai left, Bai Erlang immediately jumped off the stool and looked around outside the door. When he found that his father was not hiding and eavesdropping, he closed the door.
Bai Shanbao and Manbao also jumped down and closed the window.
Mr. Bai glanced back from a distance: ...
It seems that I have to teach my three children the principle of keeping secrets open.
The three of them huddled together and whispered, "What should we do?"
The three of them looked at each other, and finally Manbao and Bai Shanbao looked at Bai Erlang and felt that it was impossible for him to play the family card.
The two sighed.
Bai Shanbao looked at Manbao and said, "You're familiar with the villagers. Why don't you go back and tell them that if my cousin buys wheat from them, they should raise the price to over 150 wen, and no one should lower it. My cousin can't get a good deal from other people, so he'll have to come back to us to buy."
Manbao said worriedly, "My father still listens to me, why should others listen to me?"
Bai Erlang: "Who told your family to exchange so many wheat seeds with others last year?"
"The folks want to change, so how can we not?" Manbao wrinkled his nose and said, "Anyway, this method doesn't make sense. Why don't we just lower the price?"
Bai Shanbao asked, "How much will it drop?"
Bai Erlang said uncomfortably, "I won't make much money after the price reduction. I was thinking of saving money to go to Yizhou for fun."
"The lowest price can't be less than one hundred and twenty wen," Manbao said. "This is the lowest price. If Uncle Bai still doesn't agree, I'll have my father go and ask the villagers to raise the price together."
Bai Shanbao asked, "How confident are you that you can get them to drive down the price?"
"Not at all sure."
Bai Shanbao: ...
Manbao explained, "Didn't you hear what the guys at the grain store say? They only give thirty cents a bushel of wheat from the countryside, and we're offering one hundred and twenty. Uncle Bai, don't even mention one hundred and twenty. If he's willing to pay forty cents, there will be plenty of people in the village who will sell to us."
"But this is wheat seed."
"Anyway, it looks like wheat for food, whether it's seeds or not. Who would use other wheat for seeds except to keep enough for their own family?"
(End of this chapter)
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