"Let me put it this way, it's like steaming buns, Auntie. If you only steam one bun per batch, that one bun still takes up a lot of time, firewood, and so on, so the cost is very high. But if you steam thirty buns per batch, the amount of firewood consumed doesn't increase much, so the cost suddenly drops significantly."
After Wang Tianxiao finished speaking, he felt that what he said was simple and easy to understand.
He's an old man after all; he may not have many other skills, but the ability to reason with people is basically a skill he was born with after being reborn.
You don't need to learn it at all.
Sure enough, his words made it clear to everyone present, not just Qin Xiaoling.
Everyone stared at him curiously, waiting for her to continue. Only Wang Fang, perhaps used to her father's way of speaking, still struggled to speak.
“This is my idea. Since you’re not in good health and it’s not suitable for you to herd sheep outside for a long time, then why not just stop herding them? We can build a sheep pen and have your elder brother and sister-in-law, you two, and even Guan Hong and Ya Mei help with feeding them.”
Once the sheep are well-raised, replace them with new sheep regularly and sell some of the older ones. Gradually, this will create a cyclical industry. Based on your resources, I think we should start by investing in fifty sheep—forty ewes and ten rams. After a year or two, you'll have lambs…”
Wang Tianxiao spoke with great enthusiasm, and everyone listened with great interest.
After a long pause, he finally reacted, and it was Zuo Shengli who broke the silence first, "Brother-in-law, your idea is very good, I think it's quite interesting, but there is a crucial, and most important, question here, have you thought about it?"
"What? Tell me."
"Money."
Zuo Shengli said with a smile, "A sheep costs about one or two hundred yuan, so let's say one hundred and fifty yuan. My aunt's family has more than a dozen sheep now, and they need about forty more. Have you calculated how much that will cost?"
"It's not that hard to calculate. If we're talking about forty sheep, it would cost six thousand yuan in total."
Wang Tianxiao said calmly.
But after he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that people were asking him the real reason.
Now that he has some money, he has gradually subconsciously come to value money less.
He was just thinking that he could make a steady profit of several thousand, or even tens of thousands, every month, not including the prefabrication plant's dividends, and the autumn harvest of medicinal herbs was coming soon, so money really wasn't a big problem.
He might lack the funds to do big things, but he has no shortage of funds for small-scale operations.
So... it's starting to get a little bloated.
Humans.
He always reminded himself to keep a low profile and not to get too cocky once he got something out of it.
But he was, after all, just a mortal. Having gone from poverty to where he is now, he was still a little proud of himself. It was really not easy for him not to become arrogant at all.
"You need to restrain yourself, restrain yourself even more. At least you can't be so exaggerated and obvious. Wang Tianxiao!"
He silently warned himself.
The dragon that soars too high will regret it; when things reach their peak, they will inevitably decline.
People are most prone to making mistakes when they are at their most triumphant.
"Oh, about the money, although it's a lot of money, I can think of a way. I have a friend at the savings bank, so if that doesn't work, I can take out a loan. Once I start making money, you can give it to me slowly."
He had already backed down, but after he finished speaking, he found that apart from Zuo Shengli, everyone else was still staring at him blankly.
People don't understand what a loan is.
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