"Alright, I'll go and call everyone over right now!"
Since Wang Qian had already said that, Wang Yuanguang stopped insisting and prepared to turn around and do publicity.
But after taking only two steps, Wang Qian's voice came from behind, "Dad, wait a minute."
"Is there anything else?" Wang Yuanguang turned around.
"In addition to continuing to purchase large quantities of potatoes, I also need to purchase large quantities of corn."
Wang Qian said, "As for the price of corn, it will be set at 15 cents per pound."
"That high?"
Wang Yuanguang was startled. "When the big companies came to buy it before, it was only 11 cents a pound. Isn't the price you offered too high?"
"Dad, we do business with a clear conscience."
Wang Qian patiently explained, "As long as I can find a way to sell them and still make a profit, I want to help everyone earn as much as possible, so that we can use the money we earn with peace of mind."
Upon hearing this, Wang Yuanguang's eyes glazed over for a moment.
After a moment, he nodded emphatically, “Xiao Qian, you’re right. In this life, what we strive for is to live with a clear conscience. As long as the business is still going well, we can earn a little less.”
After saying that, he turned and left.
But after taking only a few steps, Wang Yuanguang stopped again.
Because Zheng Song and several other neighbors had arrived at their doorstep carrying potatoes, without them even noticing.
His conversation with Wang Qian had been overheard by these neighbors.
"Xiao Qian, we appreciate your kind gesture!"
Zheng Song approached with a bag of potatoes on his back, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with deep emotion, "Actually, you didn't need to raise the purchase price at all. Everyone knows Wang Dalin's character perfectly well. Even if he offered a higher price than you, we wouldn't pay any attention to him."
Another person chimed in, "Zheng Laoliu is right, Xiao Qian, we won't be greedy for that little bit of money and just sell it to him."
The third person added, "He's definitely doing this to steal your business, to prevent you from doing it, and then he'll drive the price down so that none of us can make any money."
Looking at those simple and sincere faces, Wang Qian was somewhat moved.
Putting everything else aside, his sincerity alone, and his commitment to giving back to everyone, is commendable.
Whether it was the price he paid for potatoes before, or the few business deals he had just negotiated with Li Guangsheng, to a large extent, he was indirectly trying to secure greater benefits for everyone.
"Thank you all for your kind offer, but really, it's not necessary!"
Moved, he still insisted, "I raised the price to 12 cents a pound not just to compete with Wang Dalin, but because I really want everyone to be able to make more money."
"But……"
Zheng Song was about to say something when Wang Qian interrupted him, "Uncle Zheng, you don't need to persuade me anymore, let's just leave it at that!"
As he spoke, he hurriedly helped Zheng Song unload the potatoes from his back.
Other villagers might prioritize price and sell their potatoes to Wang Dalin.
But these few people who just arrived are definitely an exception.
After all, Wang Dalin had already returned to the village and was making a big fuss about buying potatoes for 11 cents a pound.
Most importantly, we still collect cash and don't extend credit to anyone.
Zheng Song and others could not possibly be unaware of this.
but,
The fact that these people still brought potatoes to his house shows just how high his reputation had become in their eyes over the past few days.
"Sigh, Xiaoqian, why did you have to do this?"
"We'd be happy if you continued to charge us one cent per pound."
"Your actions make us very sad."
The group was even more moved.
But at Wang Qian's insistence, they had no choice but to weigh the potatoes with gratitude.
Everything was priced at 12 cents per pound, and all payments were made in cash.
...
Wang Dalin's home.
“I know you’ve always disliked me, but…”
While having a neighbor carry his own potatoes to the scale, Wang Dalin was also boasting, "As you can see, the price I pay for potatoes is not only higher than Wang Qian's, but it's also cash on delivery."
"Even if you don't like me, are you going to turn down money?"
Upon hearing this, everyone remained silent.
Despite the fact that many people disapproved of his arrogant attitude.
But I have to say, his explanation was quite convincing.
After all, Wang Dalin's offer was indeed one point higher than Wang Qian's.
Right now, everyone is basically struggling to make ends meet, and every penny they can earn is a penny earned.
"But I heard that Zheng Laoliu and a few other families still carried the potatoes to Wang Qian's house!"
One person couldn't help but say, "They'd rather offer an even lower price than sell to you."
"Zheng Laoliu is a complete idiot!"
Wang Dalin sneered, "He's so stubborn and doesn't want to make money. He deserves to be tricked by Wang Qian."
At this moment, a middle-aged woman hurried over and whispered a few words in the ear of one of the middle-aged men.
Wang Dalin didn't hear it because the sound was too soft.
However, the middle-aged man immediately carried the potatoes away.
"Zheng Jinkai, where are you going?"
Wang Dalin rushed over and blocked Zheng Jinkai's path, "Weren't you going to sell me potatoes? Why are you suddenly going to carry them away?"
"Sorry, I suddenly don't want to sell it anymore!"
Zheng Jinkai gave an apologetic smile. "I'm going to carry it home, so don't block my way."
"Why aren't you selling it anymore?"
Wang Dalin was puzzled. "You brought the potatoes to my house because you wanted to sell them to me, right? I'll weigh them for you right away, why are you leaving now?"
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