Cost accounting is divided into two parts: one-time expenditures and ongoing expenditures.
My one-time expenses are mainly the cost of renting land and purchasing equipment, while my ongoing expenses are mainly the cost of feed and labor.
Ye Cheng looked at the ledger and saw that the biggest expense was labor.
Eh...
The wages I set for myself were a bit too high.
But it's still acceptable.
After calculating for nearly an hour, Ye Cheng concluded that, thanks to the system's support, the cost of raising shrimp was between 2 and 3 yuan.
Previously, when buying wild crayfish, the highest price was over 3 yuan. Now, even raising them myself costs the same.
To be honest, it's still too high.
Ye Cheng looked at the top and bottom, then wrote a multiplication sign on the output and added 2 after it.
When you calculate it this way, the cost actually comes down a lot.
Well, we still need to increase production. Currently, he has only used more than half of the many ponds he rented, and 40% are still unused, so there is a shortage of shrimp fry.
It seems this is how it will be for the first year. We'll have to wait until production increases next year to bring down costs.
As for the price you would pay if you sold it yourself...
It absolutely cannot be too low, otherwise there will be no profit.
Now that we are the only farmed crayfish farm in the world, it would be a disservice to ourselves not to double the price.
8 pieces!
He plans to try selling it for 8 yuan first.
Back when crayfish were selling like hotcakes, restaurants could sell them for 15 yuan per jin (500g).
It's the off-season now, and my own farmed fish are free of heavy metals, so I'll sell them for 8 yuan each, take them or leave them.
Duan Yong sat to the side watching Ye Cheng use the calculator, writing down numbers here and there, until his eyes were blurry.
Only after Ye Cheng stopped did he lean closer and ask a question.
"Brother Cheng, how much should we sell it for?"
"8 pieces."
"Eight yuan? That's so high, will they even sell?" Duan Yong was taken aback.
You know, before, the price was only 3 yuan, which was already quite high. This is almost three times higher.
“There’s nothing that can’t be sold. 8 yuan is the wholesale price, and the proper retail price is 12 yuan. It’s just that I don’t want to do retail, it’s too much trouble.”
"Enough with the talk. Come with me into the city to discuss this. If we can reach an agreement, we'll prepare to supply the goods."
After agreeing on the price, Ye Cheng called Lao He to ask him some questions, then put the water tank away and took Duan Yong into the city.
There are vegetable markets in the city, which are the retail outlets. People like Lao He don't sell their goods directly to the retailers. They sell to the seafood wholesale market, which then supplies the vegetable markets.
What Ye Cheng was looking for was the seafood wholesale market. The largest one in the city was the Guangjing Road wholesale market. When Ye Cheng and Duan Yong arrived, it was already past 9 a.m.
The market was huge, the ground was wet, and hundreds of merchants stood guard at their storefronts, with baskets of seafood displayed at their entrances.
However, there weren't many people buying goods; they were scattered around, and the merchants weren't soliciting customers; they just sat at the door chatting.
Duan Yong looked at them curiously.
"Brother, why is there no business at all?"
"It's past the usual time. People usually do business in the early morning. The vendors from the market come here to buy wholesale. Now they're just keeping a small business going."
Large wholesale markets operate in the early morning hours; they make money, but it's also hard work.
The two waded through the water for a while and stopped in front of a Yongfa Seafood stall. There were many baskets on the ground, filled with all kinds of fresh seafood.
"This is the one. Old He's goods are sold to him."
The owner of Yongfa Seafood was a lean, middle-aged man who sat at the entrance, wearing a work apron and smoking a cigarette, looking exhausted.
Seeing Ye Cheng and Duan Yong standing at the door watching, the boss didn't stand up, but just casually greeted them.
"Take a look if you want to buy something; they're all at wholesale prices."
In recent years, there have been quite a few individual customers buying seafood. Although they can't buy as much as wholesalers, they can still sell as much as they can.
"Mr. Kong, right? We're not buying anything, but we have some goods we'd like you to take a look at. Are you interested?"
Mr. Kong frowned slightly. If he could remember his name, then he must have been introduced by someone else.
However, he has fixed channels for sourcing goods and is generally unwilling to change them.
"What is this? I usually have suppliers for seafood, but we don't accept things of unknown origin," Boss Kong said, still sitting in his chair.
Ye Cheng didn't mind and gestured for Duan Yong to bring over the water tank. "Crayfish, Boss Kong should have eaten them this year, they're very popular."
Boss Kong straightened up, glanced into the water tank, and nodded slightly.
"I've tried this crayfish before, it's a bit too strong in flavor, but I won't accept it. You should look elsewhere."
With that, Boss Kong waved his hand, signaling them to leave.
Seeing that they were about to kick him out, Duan Yong was a little at a loss and stood there dumbfounded, holding the water tank.
Ye Cheng walked over, gently patted him, told him to wait behind, and then went over and handed him a cigarette.
"Boss, have a cigarette. I'm from Baiyun Village. Old He recommended you. He said you have the best eye for goods. You're good at judging quality and planning ahead. I've come to the right place for this batch of goods."
You can't hit someone who's smiling, especially one who's praising you.
Boss Kong took the cigarette, his expression softening considerably, and Ye Cheng quickly lit it for him.
"Old He from Baiyun Village, right? He's quite good at business too."
"Yes, he's the shrewdest one in the whole dock. He's the one who got that giant grouper yesterday."
Upon hearing Ye Cheng mention grouper, Boss Kong's eyes lit up, but he still didn't get up.
"Yes, he brought me a very large grouper yesterday, you knew that too?"
"I caught the grouper when I went out to sea."
Upon hearing this, Boss Kong couldn't help but sit up straight. "So you're a seafarer? Then why are you selling this?"
He pointed to the crayfish in Duan Yong's hand.
"I go out to sea, and I also do some aquaculture. I also have a clam farm."
Ye Cheng spoke casually, but Boss Kong's face stiffened, and his eyes changed from disdain to seriousness as he looked at Ye Cheng.
He stood up and brought out two chairs from the shop. "Come on, come on, you two sit down and chat."
Seeing the boss's attitude change so drastically, Duan Yong's gaze towards Ye Cheng changed; Brother Cheng was indeed formidable.
After sitting down, Boss Kong looked at Ye Cheng with great interest. "Young man, you're already involved in clam farming, why are you still selling this stuff? It's worthless, it's everywhere."
Ye Cheng smiled calmly and said slowly, "Brother Kong, these aren't everywhere."
"This is the only voice of its kind in the entire country." As he spoke, Ye Cheng's tone gradually softened, his face radiating confidence.
"The only one?"
That's it?
Boss Kong chuckled dismissively, "Brother, I also grew up in the countryside. This stuff is everywhere. How can you say it's the only one?"
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