Chapter 192: Spending a Lot of Money on Herbal Medicine
"Fifty cents a pound, needs to be dried thoroughly."
When Shen Qing came, he only thought that if the profit exceeded fourteen cents per catty, he would make a profit, which was at least more profitable than growing crops.
There is not much land in the valley, and growing crops and selling them for money can only barely provide enough food and clothing. If you want to live a better life, you must think of other ways.
Fifty-one cents per pound is much higher than expected!
Shen Qing's heart was beating with joy, but he didn't show it on his face.
The pharmacist and the owner of this drug store do not behave in a very proper manner, so there is still room for the quotation to go up.
When the shopkeeper saw that Shen Qing didn't show any joy when he heard the quotation, he felt a pang in his heart. Did he meet someone who knew the business?
When farmers collected medicinal herbs, they exchanged them for food. According to past experience, fifty cents per catty could buy more than ten catties of corn and grains, which were considered expensive goods, so they were naturally very happy.
But the woman in front of him had a dull expression, not even a smile in her eyes, and it was obvious that she was not satisfied with his offer.
He gritted his teeth and continued, "Our area is remote, with many mountains, land, and medicinal herbs. You all know that if there are too many of these things, they won't sell for a high price, right?
I only sell them at a low price when I send them out, otherwise I will lose money if I sell them. But we are all from Jincheng, and I can lose money to others but not to our locals.
How about this? I'll give you another ten coins! Sixty coins per pound. Ask around in the city and see if this is the highest price. You won't find anything higher than this."
After hearing this, Shen Qing turned around and was about to leave.
The shopkeeper got anxious and raised the price fiercely: "Wait! Seventy wen a jin, I'm already losing money, I really can't raise the price any more."
Shen Qing knew that the shopkeeper would definitely not lose money, and would even make a good profit, but people who do business all want to make money. If they can't make money, who would be willing to buy in large quantities?
As the shopkeeper said, Jincheng really can't handle such a large quantity, so it has to be sent out of town. Now they have no manpower, no experience, and no sales channels, so they can only sell it to middlemen and let others have a share.
Fortunately, seventy wen per jin was much higher than she expected. Speaking of business, she looked at the shopkeeper and said with a smile: "Seventy wen is fine. I'll have to rely on your care in the future."
The fat shopkeeper was about to cry.
This peasant woman really understands the market!
When he quoted fifty cents, the man remained silent. When he quoted sixty cents, the man turned and left. It was not until he quoted seventy cents that he finally smiled.
The extra money is the profit he missed.
He sniffed and said bitterly, "The quality of each batch of goods must be the same as what's in the bag. If it's too bad, the price will be reduced."
"Of course." Shen Qing responded promptly.
Of course, if the goods are not good, they cannot be priced the same as good goods.
The fat shopkeeper's narrow eyes widened slightly, and he asked expectantly, "How much more stock do you have?"
He has already earned very little at this price, so he hopes for more goods, preferably dozens of kilograms. If there are not even dozens of kilograms, it would be a huge loss!
"One hundred pounds."
"How much?" The fat shopkeeper stuttered and looked at Shen Qing in disbelief.
"One hundred kilograms, and more later. How much can you eat?" Shen Qing asked again.
The fat shopkeeper's eyes, which had been wide open for a while, suddenly bulged out, and he stammered with excitement: "I can eat as much as you want! The more the better!"
One truck can carry several hundred kilograms, so he would need at least several trucks to deliver a shipment. Otherwise, where would he get the money to hire people and a truck team?
Although we don't rely on this medicinal herb, Astragalus is rare and only available in August and September. After September, it's gone. It only comes once a year, so of course the more the better!
Shen Qingying said: "Okay, then I will go back and continue drying it, and then send it over after it is dry."
On the first day, the boss and his four companions dug more than 370 kilograms, and after drying, there were 150 kilograms left. However, she bought all the food, tools, etc. from the mall. She didn't need to sell all of them to the pharmacy, and she had to set aside a portion to sell to the mall to ensure that there was enough balance in the mall.
After other families in the village have more astragalus, theirs will be the main source, and we can keep all of our own in the market.
The fat shopkeeper's eyes narrowed into slits as he laughed, and he nodded at Shen Qing like a groundhog.
Shen Qing went out and shouted to Jiang Xiangbei, "Old Four, bring in the sacks."
Jiang Xiangbei carried the sack and walked all the way to the lobby of the drugstore, untying the hemp rope to facilitate inspection of the goods.
The fat shopkeeper rubbed his hands, rolled up his sleeves and reached in, not pulling back until most of his arms were in. When he came out, he stretched out his clenched fists and saw the astragalus lying in his palms. A smile broke out on his round face.
"Not bad, not bad. I'll settle the money for you."
There are 100 jin in the sack and 10 jin in the cloth bag. One jin is 70 wen, which makes a total of 7 liang and 7 qian.
When the fat shopkeeper handed seven taels and seven cents to Shen Qing, Jiang Xiangbei's eyes almost popped out!
Of course he knew how many kilograms of astragalus he had brought with him, and he could immediately figure out how much one kilogram cost by converting it.
My God, this is only the amount of astragalus we harvested from the land, and it is not all that we dug on the first afternoon.
In other words, if he and his elder brother and third brother work hard for a whole day, the dried astragalus they make can be sold for at least fifteen taels?
He swallowed, not daring to say anything more, and silently followed his mother out of the pharmacy.
The fat shopkeeper and the medicine boy were waiting at the door, waving goodbye all the time.
After waiting until the two of them were completely out of sight, Jiang Xiangbei pulled Shen Qing and said happily, "Mom, we sold so much silver in just half a day? We made a lot of money!"
"It's not half a day. We found a good place so we can harvest right away. But the shopkeeper said that astragalus can only be harvested in August and September.
This means that this income will be gone after September." Shen Qing reminded.
"ah?"
"It's okay! Mom, we will plant it when we get back! Fortunately, you had the foresight to keep the seeds. We will pick more seeds when we get back, leaving none behind, so that we can harvest more next year!" Jiang Xiangbei was full of enthusiasm.
"The shopkeeper also said that it takes two years for Astragalus to grow. That means there will be no income from this next year. We have to wait until the year after." Shen Qing thought that it was a good thing that he didn't bring the fourth child in. Now everything can be blamed on the drugstore owner.
That fat shopkeeper is really a brick, he can be moved wherever he is needed.
Jiang Xiangbei was stunned, and after a long pause he said, "It's okay. Seventy wen is definitely worth it even if it lasts two years. But we can't plant all the land with astragalus."
If the crops are not planted well and there is no harvest, or the astragalus cannot be sold, wouldn’t that mean there is no gain at all?
My mother often says that eggs should not be put in one basket. The same is true for farming.
Shen Qing nodded with relief.
Pretty good, not an adventurist.
No matter which dynasty, it is best to live a steady and cautious life. There is no need to gamble all your fortune - after all, life will get better slowly, and once you lose the gamble, life will be worse than death, so why take the risk?
With an income of seven taels and seven cents, there were still dozens of taels of silver lying around at home, so the two of them were not stingy at all when it came to buying things.
Lard, buy it!
Pig's trotters, pig's legs, pig's large intestines, pig's liver, pig's kidneys, spare ribs...buy!
Soybeans, mung beans, red beans...buy!
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