A greedy look suddenly appeared on Ma Xin's face.
Vegetables cost ten yuan per pound, so one hundred pounds costs one thousand yuan.
A duck costs one hundred yuan, so twenty ducks cost two thousand yuan.
Add to that the five thousand yuan for ten lambs, and he could get eight thousand yuan from Li Desheng in one trip.
If you make two trips a day, you can earn 16,000 yuan.
In less than a year, Ma Xin would become rich.
No wonder the people who make money from purchasing, collude with internal and external parties, and enrich themselves, are simply picking up money.
Li Desheng saw the expression on Ma Xin's face and felt disdainful. He wondered what bottom line a gambler could have. He couldn't refuse this condition at all.
"No, I can't sell you the ducks and sheep. There's a limit on the amount. If I really sell them to you, they'll find out in two days!"
Ma Xin struggled with his thoughts for a while, then reluctantly refused. He knew the difference between having enough to eat once and having enough every day. "I can only sell you some vegetables at most, 50 kilograms each time, and you give me 500 yuan. It's a long-term deal. If you want to agree, then agree. If not, forget it!"
Fifty kilograms of vegetables per trip, two trips a day only means one hundred kilograms, which is a bit too little.
And there are only vegetables, no duck or mutton, so it still can’t compete with the ones upstairs.
"Pull over to the side of the road, I'm going to make a phone call!"
Li Desheng's face looked a little ugly, but he had to admit that what Ma Xin said was the method that was most difficult to detect. If he wanted to achieve long-term success, he could only use this method.
There were hundreds of kilograms of vegetables but fifty kilograms were missing, which was not noticeable to the naked eye.
But if the ducks and lambs were really counted and they didn't match, they would be discovered immediately.
I guess the people upstairs didn’t trust Ma Biao too much and would definitely keep count.
"Then hurry up, I'm in a hurry!"
Ma Xin stopped the car on the side of the road, lit a cigarette, and watched Li Desheng get out of the car to make a phone call.
Li Desheng walked aside, took out his cell phone and called the housekeeper.
"Manager, things are looking promising!"
"He didn't dare to promise to give more, and only gave 50 kilograms of vegetables at a time, saying it was a steady flow of income!"
"Yes, yes, twelve dollars a pound!"
Li Desheng said in a low voice with a flattering smile on his face.
"You useless thing, you can't even handle such a small thing!"
The steward cursed in dissatisfaction.
In the ward, Zhou Dingkun asked weakly, "What happened?"
"General Manager, Li Desheng talked to the driver named Ma Xin. The driver said that the conditions we proposed were too risky. He was unwilling to sell us ducks and lambs. He only agreed to give us 50 kilograms of vegetables per trip!"
The housekeeper carefully observed Zhou Dingkun's face, his eyes flickered and he said, "He's asking for too much. He wants twenty yuan for a pound of vegetables!"
Li Desheng quoted Ma Xin a price of ten yuan per pound for vegetables.
He quoted the housekeeper twelve cents per pound.
The housekeeper quoted Zhou Dingkun twenty yuan per pound.
After the vegetable passed through two people, its price had doubled by the time it reached Zhou Dingkun.
After handling pork, it must be stained with some oil.
"Twenty-one pounds, why doesn't he go and rob?"
Zhou Dingkun sat up excitedly and felt a sharp pain in his chest again.
Their Deyue Building usually purchases large quantities of vegetables. Ordinary vegetables cost only a few cents per pound, and more expensive ones are only one or two yuan. Does Ma Xin think that he is buying high-quality imported vegetables?
"General Manager, please don't be angry. I think that driver is just greedy. Twenty-one kilograms is too expensive. Let's not buy it!"
The housekeeper quickly supported Zhou Dingkun and scolded him with a dissatisfied look on his face.
"No, we have to buy it. Scarcity makes things valuable. Taoyuan vegetables are worth the price. We can earn less money, but we must get some back from the customers. Otherwise, Deyuelou will have no choice but to lower the price and develop into a low-end restaurant!"
Zhou Dingkun said with a grim expression.
Deyuelou has always been pursuing a high-end route, and the prices of their dishes are almost twice as high as those of ordinary restaurants. Now all the middle and high-end customers have been snatched away by the upstairs restaurants, leaving only some individual low-end users.
These low-end users have poor purchasing power. They come here once because of its reputation, but when they see the prices are so expensive, they will not come a second time. Instead of spending so much money, they might as well pay a little more and go to the building opposite or upstairs to try something new.
There were only two options before Zhou Dingkun: either close down the restaurant or slash prices and run Deyuelou like an ordinary restaurant, lowering prices to maintain business.
But just upstairs and across the street, even if he was willing to cut the price significantly, the effect was mediocre.
Zhou Dingkun had no better choice but to resort to such despicable means.
"Yes, General Manager, I'll arrange it right away. Don't be angry. As long as we can get some Taoyuan vegetables every day, our Deyue Building's business will definitely recover!"
The housekeeper was happy and immediately agreed to Ma Xin's conditions and asked Li Desheng to send a batch of Taoyuan vegetables today.
Once he does this business, he can make a lot of money in a month.
"Chen Xiaobao, just wait, this matter is not over yet!"
Zhou Dingkun gritted his teeth, his face full of anger.
In fact, even if the Deyue Building is closed, it will not hurt the Zhou family. It's just that Deyue Building is the signature of the Zhou family, and the Zhou family is not just Zhou Dingkun and Zhou Chen. Zhou Dingkun also has several brothers and sisters, and everyone has a share in the Zhou family's business.
Some people have been eyeing Zhou Dingkun's position as general manager for a long time. If he fails to do his job well, others might want to give it a try.
Deyue Tower must never be closed.
"Tell Ma Xin that we have agreed to his terms. Hurry up and bring some vegetables over!"
The housekeeper called Li Desheng back.
"Okay, we agree to your terms. Ten yuan per pound. We want 100 pounds a day!"
Li Desheng returned to the car and said.
"Okay, Brother Li, it's a deal!"
Ma Xin said excitedly.
One thousand yuan a day is thirty thousand yuan a month. With thirty thousand yuan a month, Ma Xin is a well-known figure in Qingshan Town.
"Drive the car to the woods ahead!"
Li Desheng directed Ma Xin to drive the car to a small woods beside a fork in the road at the foot of the mountain, where a van had been waiting. Ma Xin looked around furtively and saw that there was no one nearby. He quickly opened the door and asked Li Desheng to pick out 50 kilograms of vegetables. He then rearranged the vegetables to make sure no one could see them.
Then he took 500 yuan on the spot, drove into the city in a hurry, and drove the refrigerated truck upstairs.
Sure enough, when we got to the upper floor, the chef in the kitchen didn't realize that a small portion of the vegetables was missing, so he quickly unloaded the cart, lightly checked the trees for the roast duck and lamb, checked the accounts, and the kitchen signed for confirmation.
No one bothered Ma Xin, so he breathed a sigh of relief, hummed a tune proudly, and drove away.
"Chen Xiaobao, if you eat meat, I'll drink some soup too. How can you eat meat and I drink wind?" Ma Xin touched the money in his pocket and felt that life was pretty good. It was just that Chen Xuanxuan had been a little reluctant to pay attention to him since she went to work in Taoyuan Village.
At the same time, Taoyuan Village.
Chen Xiaobao also received a call.
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