Chapter 49 What's next door is mine!



Fortunately, there were many people who came by, so Xu Zhenting and his group couldn't easily steal or rob.

Even in the pitch black of the night, it didn't stop Xiao Hua from noticing the commotion outside the yard.

She was just helping her brother watch the stove; there was no way she could share it.

They were also afraid that outsiders would rush in and rob them.

When Lin Mo returned home carrying pine nuts on his back, Xiao Hua was already dozing off by the stove.

The news of the Lin family simmering meat soup hadn't even lasted overnight before it spread throughout the village.

Even the village chief heard the rumors.

"Making meat broth?"

Just then, his son Wu Ji copied the overall plan back from the county.

The words "pork skin jelly" were prominently listed!

There was no time to wait until tomorrow morning, so the village chief put on his coat and went to the Lin family's house.

"Oh my, your meat soup is so delicious, and you don't even close the gate in the yard. It's making all the villagers' mouths water."

The village chief entered the courtyard with a smile and then went into the kitchen.

Seeing that Lin Mo was indeed simmering meat broth, with the bones already removed, clearly following the process of making aspic, he chuckled and made a joke.

Lin Mo glanced back:

"I just got home and put my things down before I even had time to turn them off."

He stepped out of the courtyard, glanced at the villagers peering around, and then locked the gate.

Do you have connections to buy aspic?

"receive!"

The village chief was just waiting for Lin Mo to ask this question, and he tried hard to suppress his excitement.

After thinking it over, I realized that the order clearly stated that the aspic was priced at 1.5 yuan per jin (500g).

so:

"Once you've cooked it, sell it to me for 80 cents a pound."

The price left Lin Mo speechless; it was less than he had expected, thinking it should be at least a dollar per pound.

He knew that foreigners were rich, and that the whole thing was just about making money off foreigners.

But he couldn't complain, since transporting the goods to the county was a big problem. If he relied on donkey carts to make trip after trip, a whole day would be gone in one round trip.

Selling to the village chief is better; you earn less, but it saves you trouble.

Forty pounds of skin and flesh can yield more than a hundred pounds of aspic, which is about right.

"Okay, oh right, there's something else."

Lin Mo stuffed a bundle of firewood into the stove, clapped his hands, and walked into the yard.

Upon hearing that there was more, the village chief's heart skipped a beat.

Lin Mo shook out the two baskets of bright red pine cones, which were almost demonically red, and the gray pine cones from the sack, and dumped them all onto the ground in the yard.

The village chief stared at it for a long time and could recognize it as a pine cone, but he wasn't quite sure what it was for.

It wasn't until Lin Mo found a hammer, cracked it open, and then used his bare hands to pry out the pine nuts inside.

Then they cracked open the pine nuts and scooped out the oily, tender pine nut kernels inside.

He then realized what was happening in a daze—

Pine nuts!

So that's how pine nuts are shelled.

He quickly turned his back and secretly peeked at the list that Wu Ji had copied back.

Pine nuts were prominently featured!

However, there are words before the characters "松仁" (pine nuts).

Such as red pine nuts, white pine nuts, horsetail pine nuts, dwarf pine nuts, and so on.

What's particularly astonishing is the price of pine nuts.

The price of red pine nuts is thirty yuan per kilogram, which is already shockingly high. What kind of gold can sell for so much money?

The price of that pine nut was a whopping 115 yuan!

"My God!" even the village chief couldn't help but exclaim.

"Red pine nuts are thirty yuan, but pine nuts are over a hundred yuan."

The village chief was momentarily distracted and didn't notice that Lin Mo's head was now taller than his shoulder, and he squinted at the unified price.

This startled the village chief, who quickly hid the sheet back in his clothes.

Damn it, he saw the price, so it's hard to negotiate a lower price now.

"How could you peek like that? You've gone too far!" the village chief scolded, his eyes darting around angrily in their sockets.

Lin Mo grinned mischievously. He knew the bottom price; very good.

"What a coincidence! The pine cones I brought back are from red pine and dwarf pine."

After a pause, Lin Mo directly stated his price:

"I'll sell you red pine nuts for twenty yuan, and pine nuts for seventy."

At first glance, the village chief felt that the price Lin Mo quoted was acceptable.

I handled the pork myself and it was so oily, it's already pretty good that I managed to keep this much.

Although, if he hadn't peeked at the bottom price, he could have bought them at a package price, regardless of whether they were red or green, just a few yuan per kilogram, since you wouldn't know the difference between different pine nuts anyway.

Oh dear, what a huge loss!

"...Fine then." The village chief felt like he was vomiting blood.

Lin Mo had actually seen the price of the aspic; the county government set it at 1.5 yuan per jin (500g), but that cunning old man had directly halved the price.

Those who exploit information asymmetry to act as middlemen can indeed make a fortune.

He first relied on the village chief to get by, which was a mutually beneficial arrangement. He wasn't envious of the village chief because the village chief had connections, and it was only right for him to make money.

"There are so many pine cones, you must be able to get a lot of pine nuts from them."

The village chief was no longer thinking about exposing the bottom price and suffering huge losses; instead, he was drooling and wondering how much money he could make after these pine nuts were taken to the county.

As the village head, he could use a large truck to travel between the county and the village supply and marketing cooperative, so hauling goods was no problem for him.

A pound of red pine nuts can save you 10 yuan.

A pound of pine nuts costs 45 yuan!

Ten jin is four hundred and fifty!

With so many pine cones right under my nose, I should be able to harvest about ten pounds of them, right?

"You're overthinking it," Lin Mo roughly estimated for him:

"A basket of pine cones can yield at most two pounds of pine nuts, while a sack can only yield a little over one pound."

In other words, pine nuts are not so easy to obtain; after picking them up, you have to crack them open, remove the scales, take out the kernels, and then knock off the shells.

It's quite troublesome.

"Work hard! I'll bring the money over tomorrow and collect it from you!"

The village chief left after making his rounds, full of excitement.

If only there were more Lin Mos, it would be great. Unfortunately, this kind of speculative business cannot be done openly.

No wonder some people are willing to become targets just to engage in speculation and profiteering.

Lin Mo continued working enthusiastically, and the aspic had been simmering for several hours and looked almost done.

Then we started filtering the clear broth.

The broth was poured out and placed in the main room to cool. It would solidify into aspic before the next morning.

You can't leave it in the yard; if you leave it there to dry, it will definitely get stolen.

His wariness was indeed justified, because Xu Zhenting and several other educated youths were still outside the courtyard.

He was still racking his brains, trying to figure out how to get his hands on that incredibly tempting aspic.

Seeing that all sorts of theft and robbery methods were ineffective, Lin Mo had already become wary.

They gradually dispersed.

Only Xu Zhenting was still outside eavesdropping on what was happening inside.

Xu Zhenting overheard his entire conversation with the village chief.

His eyes lit up when he heard that.

Pine nuts, over a hundred yuan per pound?!

This huge increase left him speechless with shock!

At the same time, an excited smile appeared on his face—

Lin Mo, do a good job.

Once you've saved up a thousand yuan, that money will be mine!

Continue read on readnovelmtl.com


Recommendation



Comments

Please login to comment

Support Us

Donate to disable ads.

Buy Me a Coffee at ko-fi.com
Chapter List