He talked to himself for a long time before remembering to take Chen Feng to see the tools.
"Come on, Xiaofeng, come with me to the warehouse and see what you want."
Han Jianguo walked out from behind the bar and led Chen Feng to the warehouse next door.
"Here, take a look. This smaller one is 2,600, and this larger one is 4,800. Which one do you want?"
Han Jianguo pointed to the two metal detectors standing by the wall and said to Chen Feng.
Chen Feng looked at the metal detector, stroked his chin, and asked, "What's the difference between these two?"
"You get what you pay for. Larger ones can detect at greater depths, over longer distances, and with greater accuracy."
"A smaller range will be smaller, but it's still accurate. I recommend you get one for 2,600. You can upgrade to a larger one later when you've made more money."
Han Jianguo offered his suggestion.
The reason he recommended the smaller one wasn't because he was particularly practical, but because he was afraid Chen Feng wouldn't have enough money and wouldn't be able to afford the larger one at all.
If he could afford a smaller one, Han Jianguo would be completely satisfied.
"Two thousand six hundred is not cheap. Can you give me a discount? I'm a regular customer and I always buy things from you," Chen Feng said, trying to negotiate the price.
Hearing this, Han Jianguo smiled helplessly and said, "Brother, you're really talking nonsense. When have you ever come here to buy anything? You always buy things from the convenience store next door."
Chen Feng wasn't embarrassed at all. He grinned and said, "Well, here I am. Just tell me whether I'm here or not."
"Alright, alright, since you've brought it up, I won't say two thousand six hundred, two thousand five hundred will do," Han Jianguo conceded.
"Okay, if you say two thousand five hundred and fifty, then it's two thousand five hundred and fifty. I'll do as you say." Chen Feng didn't haggle anymore.
"Since you're going to pan for gold, I have other things here that are essential for gold panning. See what you need."
Han Jianguo continued to introduce the product to Chen Feng, providing a comprehensive service.
"This backpack is for carrying odds and ends, and can also hold some food and tools. It's an essential for gold mining. I bought it for 120, but I'll sell it to you for 80. It's super sturdy. How about it?"
He picked up a black backpack, tugged at it forcefully, and showed it to Chen Feng.
Chen Feng didn't believe a single punctuation mark in Han Jianguo's words. "You bought it for 120 and sold it to me for 80? Are you kidding me?"
Chen Feng took the bag and examined it carefully. He frowned and said, "I think I've seen this bag online. It only costs sixty yuan there."
Of course, he hadn't seen it online; he was just talking nonsense.
Upon hearing this, Han Jianguo immediately shook his head and said, "Impossible. This quality is worth sixty? You're kidding. It won't break even if you carry it for ten years."
"The quality of what you see online is definitely not as good as mine. Can you really trust things online?"
"How about this, consider it my support, I'll sell it to you for seventy, okay?"
Chen Feng nodded and said, "Seventy is fine, then I'll take one."
“Alright, take a look at this little shovel. It’s used for panning for gold and digging. The big ones are ten yuan each, and the small ones are eight yuan each. Which one do you want?” Han Jianguo squatted down and picked up two brand-new little shovels.
"I'll take the ten-yuan one, this one you..."
Before Chen Feng could finish speaking, Han Jianguo quickly interjected.
"Brother, this really can't be discounted. It's already ten yuan, and if it's any cheaper, we'll really lose money."
Chen Feng couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. He hadn't originally intended to bargain, after all, what room was there for price reduction at ten yuan?
"Okay, then it'll be ten yuan."
Han Jianguo breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, put the shovel in his bag, and then took two small glass bottles, about the length of an index finger and a little thicker than a thumb, from the shelf.
"These two glass bottles are for you. If you find any small gold nuggets, you can put them in these bottles so they won't get lost if you put them elsewhere."
To be fair, Han Jianguo is quite well-rounded and knows how to do business.
"That's all for now. It's your first time panning for gold, so you don't need to prepare that much. You can come back to me for more if you need anything later," Han Jianguo said.
"Okay, that's all then," Chen Feng said after looking around.
The two returned to the store with their belongings, and Han Jianguo took out a calculator to start calculating the money.
"Two thousand five hundred and five plus seventy plus ten... two thousand six hundred and three."
"Brother, are you scanning with your phone or paying cash?" Han Jianguo looked up and asked with a smile.
"Cash, and you didn't even offer to round it down to zero," Chen Feng said, taking out the money from his pocket and checking it as he spoke.
"I really can't do without it. You know how small my business is; I don't even make any money," Han Jianguo said with a smile.
With this setup, he'll earn at least four hundred, and even his way of addressing him will change from the initial Xiao Feng to calling him "brother" all the time.
Businessmen all claim they don't make money, but Chen Feng naturally didn't believe him. Although he didn't know exactly how much he earned, he estimated it was at least a few hundred yuan.
"Okay, here's the money, you can count it." Chen Feng handed the counted money to Han Jianguo.
"What's the point of counting? We're from the same village, how could I not trust you?" Han Jianguo chuckled, took the money, glanced at it symbolically, and stuffed it into the drawer.
Indeed, there was no need to count. Han Jianguo had been watching closely the whole time Chen Feng was counting.
Even if Chen Feng miscounts, Han Jianguo would never miscount.
Chen Feng slung the black bag over his shoulder and noticed a box of Baitashan cigarettes on the bar. He picked it up and asked about it.
Whose cigarettes are these?
“Here, take it if you want, little brother,” Han Jianguo said generously.
He was just being polite; Chen Feng would probably only take one, since no one would feel comfortable taking them all.
Unexpectedly, Chen Feng lit one up after hearing this, then stuffed the rest of the box into his pocket without any hesitation.
Thanks.
After saying that, Chen Feng took the lighter from the bar as well, waved his hand, and lit a cigarette as he walked out.
"Take care..."
Han Jianguo's smile froze. He raised his hand as if to say something, but ultimately remained silent.
He really wanted to say, "Give me the lighter!"
But since I've already given away the cigarettes, I might as well ask for a lighter, so how could I possibly ask for one back?
After Chen Feng left with his things, someone inside the house couldn't help but ask, "Is Chen kid really going to pan for gold?"
Han Jianguo rolled his eyes upon hearing this, leaned against the bar and said, "What a load of rubbish, it's just a three-minute fad. He probably heard someone made money by panning for gold and wants to follow suit."
“Look at him, he doesn’t look like he’s going to find gold.”
Those nearby couldn't help but laugh upon hearing this, teasing Han Jianguo, "Why didn't you say that when he was here earlier?"
Upon hearing this, Han Jianguo glanced at him and said, "Bullshit, if you're so capable, why don't you say so? I wouldn't dare."
"That kid's just a street urchin, why would anyone mess with him? I have business to do."
The group laughed upon hearing this, and some echoed the sentiment.
"Indeed, if this kid can find gold, then I'll go panning for gold tomorrow too. I'm no better than him."
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