Chapter 303: Delusion of Monopolizing the Fish Market

On the weekend, Zhong Chongyang came to the store to see how the business was going. He saw many people gathered at the store entrance from a distance.

When he got closer, he saw that the original pickled fish store had become a fish stall.

"Qiangzi, what's going on?"

Wei Qiang called Zhong Chongyang and said, "Cousin, you came at the right time. We are too busy. Come and help me."

Zhong Chongyang joined in the help without knowing what was going on.

After working for an hour, the number of people buying fish decreased, and a few people took a breath and rested.

Zhong Chongyang asked, "Why did you change to selling fish?"

Wei Qiang said, "Cousin, just tell me, is selling fish more profitable than making pickled fish?"

Obviously, buying fish seems to make more money.

…

It turned out that the surrounding restaurants suddenly had

no fish to supply from Zhang Baogen, so they had to buy it at the market. Suddenly, there were so many restaurants in the market that needed fish, and for a while, there was a shortage of black fish, silver carp, and bighead carp.

Wei Qiang saw a business opportunity.

His own business was not good, so he went to the market early to buy a large amount of black fish, silver carp, and black carp. These three kinds of fish are often used to make sauerkraut fish. When other sauerkraut fish restaurants couldn't buy fish, he offered to give them some evenly.

Of course, the price was a little more expensive than in the market.

These fish are indispensable for the normal operation of sauerkraut fish restaurants. The restaurant owners couldn't buy fish for a while, so they could only buy fish from Wei Qiang.

This made Wei Qiang taste the sweetness, and he began to buy a large amount of fish from the market and sell it to the surrounding restaurants.

Because of the close proximity, the restaurant owner bought fish from him, and citizens who couldn't buy fish also came to buy fish from him.

Although selling fish seemed to be more profitable, Zhong Chongyang still hoped that Wei Qiang would run the pickled fish restaurant well.

"Since you have opened a pickled fish restaurant, you should run it well. Don't give up halfway. Don't look back and wait for the best. Don't lose the big picture while picking up sesame seeds."

"Cousin, don't talk in a flowery way. I don't understand. I just know that putting money in my pocket is the most practical thing."

Wei Qiang took out the money from selling fish this morning and slapped it in his hand: "Cousin, look, I can make so much money early in the morning when others haven't even had breakfast yet. By this calculation, I can make more than running a pickled fish shop."

Wei Qiang said proudly: "If I buy all the fish in the market, then I can raise the price a little bit, and they will have no choice but to accept it."

Zhong Chongyang said: "You can only make money temporarily by doing this. People are not stupid. Tomorrow others will get up early to buy fish."

Wei Qiang laughed: "Of course I thought of this. I have already made arrangements with those fishmongers in advance to let them deliver the fish directly to my shop. In this way, they will have to buy fish from me."

"You are just a second-hand dealer. You will offend a lot of people by doing this."

"I am not familiar with them. As long as I can make money, it doesn't matter if I offend a few people. Besides, I didn't force them to buy."

Zhong Chongyang saw that there were still two buckets of fish in the store and said, "You bought so many fish, but you can't sell them and you can't use them. After a long time, the fish will die and you will lose money."

"You are talking about these two buckets. These two buckets are specially reserved for Lu's Pickled Fish Store. They use the most fish.

Cousin, I'm not bragging. If I continue to develop like this, it won't be long before I become a millionaire!"

"You can only make quick money in the short term this way. You don't have the ability to buy all the fish in Beijing. People can buy them in markets farther away."

Wei Qiang thought Zhong Chongyang's reminder made sense, but he still didn't give up and said, "Cousin, if you lend me some more money, I will buy all the fish in the market within a radius of 30 kilometers. From now on, I will monopolize the fish market and have the final say on the price."

Seeing Wei Qiang's boasting, Zhong Chongyang felt a little regretful. Why did he choose such a person to do business with him.

He said, "If you don't want to open a pickled fish restaurant, return the money to me and I will withdraw my shares."

"Cousin, selling fish makes more money, why do you want to withdraw?"

"I like to eat pickled fish, so I opened a store with you. Since you don't plan to open a pickled fish restaurant, I don't understand what you do, so I won't get involved."

Wei Qiang still wanted to expand his business and needed funds. How could he return the money to him? He was confident that he could make back the capital for opening the store in a few days, so he promised to return the money when the time came.

Seeing that Wei Qiang agreed readily, Zhong Chongyang said nothing more and left.

...

It was ten o'clock in the morning, and no one from Lu's Pickled Fish Restaurant had come to buy fish.

Wei Qiang went to Lu's restaurant to see what was going on.

He saw that the employees in the store were working in an orderly manner.

Wei Qiang pulled a passerby and asked him to go to Lu's Pickled Fish Shop and asked when he could eat.

The answer he got was, anytime.

Wei Qiang returned to his shop with a gloomy face and said to himself: "It must be that Zhang Baogen sent a lot of fish to their shop before, and they haven't used it up yet. Tomorrow, they have to come to me to buy fish." However

, Wei Qiang's plan was doomed to fail.

Zhang Baogen could not provide fish to the Pickled Fish Shop for the time being, and Shen Jiale said to go to the market to find another seller.

In fact, he planned to sneak into the space and take it from the supermarket on the commercial street.

Lu Mingfeng came back and heard about this, and said that there was no need to worry too much. Although the waters he contracted were not for a long time, the fish in it were enough for his own shop, and there were many kinds of fish and shrimp.

There was no shortage of ingredients, and the sauerkraut fish restaurant was open as usual.

...

The next day, the fishmonger who had been arranged to buy fish delivered the fish to Wei Qiang's store.

Looking at the fish delivered by the fishmongers in the store, piled all over the floor, Wei Qiang did some calculations in his mind.

He was going to raise the price today, and he would definitely make a lot of money.

Thinking of this, Wei Qiang sat leisurely on a chair, crossed his legs, waiting for the restaurant owners to come and buy fish.

As the sun rose, no one came to buy fish.

Wei Qiang thought everyone knew that he sold fish, so there was no need to get up early to buy fish.

After waiting for a long time, at nine o'clock in the morning, no one came, and Wei Qiang became anxious.

He went to a pickled fish shop and saw that the employees in the shop were busy and it was business as usual, so he asked them why they didn't go buy fish.

The waiter said that they had already bought the fish.

Wei Qiang was stunned and asked: "The fish in the vicinity are all in my shop, where did you buy the fish?"

The waiter looked at Wei Qiang like a fool and said: "There is no fish in this area, doesn't our boss go to a farther place to buy fish? Beijing is so big, there is more than one vegetable market."

Wei Qiang smiled and said: "I just raised the price a little bit, do you have to go so far to buy fish for that little money?"

The boss walked over and said: " Our pickled fish restaurant was originally following the Lu family and making some soup. We made our money through hard work. If you monopolize the fish market, we will not make any money once the price of ingredients goes up. I would rather spend some time to buy fish from a farther place. "

Wei Qiang felt that the boss would not be flexible: "You can also raise the price of pickled fish, so that we can all make money."

The boss said unhappily: "I am making money, not robbing money!" After saying that, he went into the store without looking back.

Wei Qiang went to another pickled fish restaurant to inquire and got the same answer.