Xiao Rou was somewhat tempted by Ye Cheng's words. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she pursed her lips. "Then shall I give it a try?"
"Xiao Hu, give yours to Xiao Rou." Ye Cheng immediately turned his head and told Xiao Hu to give it up.
"Why should I, bro? I'm really good at catching fish right now." Xiao Hu decisively rejected Ye Cheng's seemingly unreasonable but actually reasonable request.
It's worth noting that while both are system fishing rods, Ye Cheng enjoys 100% of the benefits, while Xiao Hu only enjoys 20%.
No matter how you calculate it, keeping your 100% is the most reasonable option, but you can't stop Xiao Hu's stubbornness. Ye Cheng had no choice but to hand his fishing rod to Xiao Rou.
After finishing, he didn't forget to turn back and threaten Xiaohu, "When we get back, I'll send your level 3 skeleton mage to his death."
"No, please don't! I went through so much trouble to upgrade and train him."
"I will, I will, I'll go back and send the mercenaries to their deaths too."
Watching the two men arguing about something, Xiao Rou couldn't help but laugh. Compared to Cui Shuran, Ye Cheng and the others were more uninhibited.
Xiao Rou and Xiao Hu each took a fishing rod, leaving Ye Cheng bored as he went to drink tea with the middle-aged and elderly group.
The middle-aged and elderly group also had a good day, catching two smaller pomfret.
"Hey, Ye Cheng, what happened? Did your weapons get confiscated?" Zhao Zhiming teased.
"That's a prime fishing spot. Let Xiaorou experience it too."
Old Wang lay comfortably half-reclined, glanced at Ye Cheng, and casually said, "Do you think I don't know my daughter? No matter what 'golden fishing spot' means, it's useless."
"Well, you said it. If she can't catch anything later, I'll tell her you're useless."
Upon hearing this, Old Wang immediately sat up straight and raised his hands in surrender, saying, "No, no, if you say that, I'll suffer again and won't even get to drink any more wine."
Ye Cheng smiled wryly. This old man was definitely a doting father.
Xiao Rou was still intently watching her float and didn't notice what was happening over there.
Ye Cheng sat down, and Jiang Weiyang handed him a new cup. "Tieguanyin, want some?"
"Hmm, but I can't tell the difference between good and bad tea. Giving me such good tea would be a waste." Ye Cheng took the tea and took a sip.
Ye Cheng can smell the aroma of tea, but he can't taste its flavor.
I've drunk tea that costs 5,000 jin per jin before, and it is indeed more fragrant than tea that costs a little over 100 yuan, but it feels about the same as tea that costs 700 or 800 yuan. I really don't know what makes the more expensive ones so much more expensive.
If it weren't for the fact that his body couldn't handle it, he would rather drink soda.
"What are these big shots talking about?" Ye Cheng asked casually after finishing his tea.
"We were talking about real estate; we were discussing whether real estate prices would continue to rise," Jiang Weiyang explained.
"Prices are going up, what else is there to think about? First and second-tier cities are seeing the biggest increases, while third and fourth-tier cities like Donghai are seeing smaller increases."
Ye Cheng blurted out, "Damn, real estate, who doesn't know that? It's been an industry that's made a fortune for decades."
Every year people said it would fall, it would fall, but it wasn't until 20 years later that there was even a slight sign of a fall.
"Are you so sure?" Old Wang looked at Ye Cheng curiously. "What's your basis for that?"
What basis could there be? They've simply suffered greatly as a result.
I was lucky I bought my house early, but even so I became a mortgage slave, and the monthly mortgage payments were suffocating.
"Hey, what's the basis for that?" Ye Cheng thought for a long time, but he couldn't remember any of the experts' nonsense. He could only say dryly, "It's mainly urbanization. Everyone wants to move to the city, and everyone wants to live in a nice, big house. With increased demand, prices naturally rise."
"That wouldn't have increased by much; it's already multiplied several times over," Zhao Zhiming said.
Ye Cheng chuckled self-deprecatingly, "This is nothing, we'll increase it another 5 to 10 times."
"Nonsense, how could it be that expensive? That would cost tens of thousands per square meter." Jiang Weiyang shook his head, not quite believing it.
Old Wang frowned and pondered without speaking, not rushing to refute Ye Cheng's words.
“People have demand, but that doesn’t mean prices will keep rising. The city is full of high-rise buildings; you could live in a whole village in just one building. I think the price will rise by at most another 20%.” A detached voice came from the side; it was Cui Shuran who couldn’t help but interject.
Ye Cheng smiled slightly and did not refute. There are many people living in high-rise buildings, but you have to understand that once a house becomes a commodity, it is no longer just a matter of living, but an investment.
As the tide rises, so does every boat; everyone is adoring the moon. Capital is meant to generate returns.
Of course, in this day and age, no one would believe that housing prices would rise for so many years.
Just as Zhao Zhiming was about to speak, an excited voice came from behind the crowd.
"Fish caught! Fish caught!"
Xiao Rou excitedly pulled the rod, and a slender fish was caught on the hook.
"Dad, I caught a fish! Aren't you awesome? Hahahaha."
The little girl was so happy that she forgot about the net. Luckily, Xiaohu was skilled and caught the fish in one net.
Xiao Rou happily took the net and walked over to show it to Lao Wang and the others, "See? I caught a fish."
"Amazing, amazing, my daughter is truly amazing!" Old Wang immediately gave her a big thumbs up.
Jiang Weiyang and Zhao Zhiming also gave it a thumbs up. Ye Cheng took a look and saw that it was a saury, not worth much money.
Seeing Ye Cheng's expression, Xiao Rou was a little annoyed.
"What's wrong? You think it's too small? I'll catch a big one later."
"Yes, yes, you'll definitely catch a big one later." Ye Cheng didn't want to offend his aunt.
Seeing that Ye Cheng had given in, Xiao Rou proudly went to Cui Shuran to show off, and after everyone on the boat had bragged about it, she went back to fishing with great enthusiasm.
Cui Shuran's face was a little ugly. She had been giving instructions for a long time without any effect, but Ye Cheng got a result in a short time. Wasn't this a slap in her face?
Xiao Rou cast her line again, while Ye Cheng continued to chat and drink tea with the three of them, feeling that having someone to work for him was quite nice.
Old Wang's cunning face reverted to its previous sleazy look, proving that every successful person is not someone who achieves success easily.
Old Wang casually remarked, "You said house prices will keep rising. Chairman Jiang is in the tea business, what do you think the tea market will be like in the future?"
"Tea leaves?" Ye Cheng thought for a moment. He wasn't familiar with this stuff, but with tea drinks everywhere in later generations, it would be hard not to know about them.
Jiang Weiyang looked at Ye Cheng with great interest, wanting to see what he would say this time.
"I think there are two key aspects to tea: refinement and integration," Ye Cheng said slowly.
"Premiumization is just hype. It involves taking ordinary tea, giving it high-end packaging, and then targeting it as a gift."
"The route for delivering gifts?" Jiang Weiyang frowned in thought. "But there have been gift-giving practices before. What do you mean by the route for delivering gifts?"
Ye Cheng continued, "In the past, it was about giving gifts, but now we need to make the tea high-end and exquisite. For example, we'll find a few masters to stir-fry the tea, and then say it's a limited edition, made into small packages, into gift boxes, the kind that are high-end and classy."
This is a classic marketing case that was later adopted and used directly by Ye Cheng.
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