Chapter 51 Lifting the Stone



But the problem is, even if it’s ten dollars a bottle, it’s still a sky-high price.

The young man's brow has never been relaxed since he came to this village.

Even city dwellers who have seen the world were speechless for a long time when they heard the price.

Dongzi's mother still looked at the young man with a flattering and eager look.

Look at the look on her face, she's treating this man like a fish on the chopping board.

As long as he nods, won't he be at the mercy of others?

"Have you never done this kind of business before?"

After asking the question, he felt like he had asked a nonsense question.

With today's prices, a bottle of jam in the market costs at most one to five yuan.

If the woman in front of me had any business experience, she probably wouldn't say something like "ten dollars a bottle."

Dongzi's mother's smile froze on her face.

"Oh, this is all hard-earned money. You don't know, the plums I use are all large green plums imported from other places. One pound costs a lot of money. The sauce has shrunk a lot, and this price is already a bargain!"

The man just looked at her indifferently.

Dongzi's mother was worried and thought to herself that maybe the price she set was too high?

I used to think that city dwellers were all rich and wouldn’t care about the price.

As it turns out, that doesn't seem to be the case.

She is quite good at reading people's expressions.

Seeing the young man's face becoming increasingly ugly, she didn't stick to the price just now and changed her words directly:

"This price might be a bit high, huh? How about I lower it a bit?"

The man's brows furrowed even more tightly.

"That's something you can decide for yourself."

However, if it is too outrageous, he will not accept it.

"Look at what you're saying. Let me set the price, and you won't buy it even if I set it. How about you name a price yourself? If it's suitable, I'll sell it to you."

In fact, being able to sell it to these officials is definitely much better than selling it herself.

"Four dollars a bottle, any more than that, I wouldn't think it's worth it."

In fact, he had already quoted an inflated price.

Dongzi's mother's expression changed several times, but she was unwilling to compromise easily. She asked:

"Is the price of his old Song family also like this?"

The young man frowned:

"I haven't asked yet, but every family has its own business. If you run your own business, should you ask your neighbors for their opinions?"

Dongzi's mother laughed dryly twice.

"Look at what you said. Of course, that's not what I meant."

After a fierce inner struggle, Dongzi's mother did not dare to challenge the young man's bottom line.

She gritted her teeth and acted like she was filled with deep resentment.

"Well, since you're an open-minded person, I'll be open-minded too. If you add another fifty cents, I'll sell you all this merchandise."

The young man frowned: "Four."

If I say four dollars, it means four dollars.

Dongzi's mother was so shocked by his determination that she was speechless.

After a long time, this silent dispute finally came to a conclusion.

Dongzi's mother finally compromised.

"You look kind, so I'll sell it to you at this price."

The young man was thinking that if Lin Bing hadn't praised the jam so highly, he would never have offered to buy it at that price.

When the jam was being loaded into the truck, Song Laosan, who was about to go out, happened to see it.

How could he still be in the mood to talk about going out?

However, he was not as impatient as Song Laowu, so he did not step forward to argue.

When I got home, I told my family what I had seen.

Song Laowu slammed the table and stood up suddenly.

"Dongzi's mother picked all the green plums before us and took them back home. I guess she did it to steal our business. What a vicious woman!"

He really couldn't swallow this breath, and pretended to go outside:

"No, I have to go ask Dongzi's mother if she wants to kill him all!"

As soon as he stepped out of the door, the voice of Old Lady Song rang out behind him.

"What are you doing? Sit down now!"

"Mom, are we just going to put up with this?!"

Old Madam Song just said in a deep voice:

"If she's sincere about doing business, she didn't do anything wrong. Ultimately, it's because we can't deliver the goods."

One sentence silenced Song Laowu.

No matter how reluctant they were, no matter how unkind Dongzi's mother's actions were, it was the Song family who broke the promise in the first place.

This can't be blamed on anyone else.

If we really say that this was intercepted by someone, then it can only be a silent loss.

Song Xiaoliu came back from school and didn't look very good.

As soon as I entered the house, I found out that he had an argument with Dongzi at school.

It all started because I helped him with his homework. He said he would pay me, but after he finished it, he said he had no money and I just gave him a bottle of green plum jam.

Song Xiaoliu was very angry. No one in the world could make green plum jam better than the one made by his grandma.

He didn't want any of that green plum jam.

But Dongzi told him arrogantly that a bottle of his plum jam cost more than ten yuan, and advised him not to be ungrateful.

After understanding the whole story, Old Lady Song first criticized Song Xiaoliu.

"You shouldn't have done his homework in the first place. If you need money, you can ask grandma for it!"

Song Xiaoliu felt very guilty, and said a little aggrievedly:

"Grandma, I didn't do these things on purpose. I just... I just hope to make some money so that I can help support my sister..."

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