"Thirty thousand! That's too expensive!"
"Where would we get that much money?"
"Even if we split the profits, it's still too much! How much do we make on a single candied hawthorn? Why should we give you 1 yuan?"
"After deducting costs, it's uncertain whether there will be any profit!"
"Thirty thousand is too expensive."
"A commission of 1 yuan is too much."
“I’m not willing to participate. Whether it’s a buyout of 30,000 or a 1 yuan commission, I don’t want to give it.”
"Since that's the case, there's nothing more to discuss." Han Fei took out his phone: "I'm calling the police right now."
"Why are you calling the police!"
"Don't call the police!"
Someone was about to pounce, but then paused, turned to look at the others around him, and saw that they were all looking at him eagerly, waiting for him to be the foolish one to step forward. He immediately withdrew his foot and shrank back into the crowd.
Han Fei scoffed: "Since you have the guts to come here, you should have the guts to report to the police station."
"Let me think about what to report. Should I say you ganged up on me, forced me to hand over the prescription, or came to our village to steal hawthorns? Anyway, you're all here. If you weren't doing anything wrong, why are so many of you gathered here? How about we say you ganged up on me?"
"Run! Run!" someone suddenly shouted, turning to run.
"Isn't it too late to run now?"
"yes!"
"We've been watching this show for ages, haven't you noticed we've surrounded you?"
The vendors then realized that everyone in the village, young and old, men and women, was gathered around them.
They realized they couldn't escape this situation and began to despair.
"With so many witnesses, and the fact that I filmed your menacing appearance just now, do you think you'll ever get out of jail?"
"You...you're so insidious!"
Han Fei smiled and pointed at the three young men: "You're not cunning by using three kids as shields? No business is without its tricks. We're all businessmen, we all know how difficult it is to do business, and we all know how treacherous people can be, right?"
“If the three of you are willing to be witnesses, you can make amends for your mistakes.”
Upon hearing this, the three immediately nodded: "Don't worry, sir, we are willing to stand up and be witnesses. We have saved all their chat logs in the group! They were planning to take action today, intending to use force to threaten another old man, and they had been plotting for a long time. All the chat logs are here!"
"We're joining!"
"We'll work for you!"
"I'll get back and prepare the sign. From now on, my stall will be a branch of Grandpa's candied hawthorn shop!"
"Grandpa, calm down. We were just talking too loudly."
"One yuan is not expensive, really not expensive!"
“After deducting the cost of the candied hawthorn skewer, which costs 5 yuan, we can make a net profit of 3 yuan. The old man takes 1 yuan, so we can still make 2 yuan. It’s really not much.”
“Grandpa, I have some savings. I can give you 30,000 yuan to buy your prescription.”
“I’ve been in this business for many years and have some savings. I think I can make a lot of money by buying a tael (a traditional Chinese house), so I’m willing to buy a tael!”
Han Fei invited the person who wanted to buy the son into the house to talk and sign a confidentiality agreement.
One of the regulations stipulates that the information must never be disclosed to third parties for commercial use.
The vendor who signed the document chuckled, "Old man, it's fine even without this clause. We're not stupid enough to reveal the recipe we paid for!"
Han Fei glanced at him sideways: "Your character is questionable, I'm afraid you'll resell it for money."
The vendor touched his nose, feeling a little guilty. He really would have dared to do it without a contract!
But now that he sees the contract clearly written in black and white that if he violates its terms, he will bear all economic losses, he is starting to panic.
"Grandpa, you didn't specify how much the financial loss will be. You're not going to ask for an exorbitant amount later, are you?"
"Heh, what kind of wicked idea are you having by asking that? Trying to weigh the losses against the gains?"
"Grandpa, you're joking. I don't have that kind of guts."
"As you can see, some people are involved in the profit-sharing partnership. We can basically calculate how much each person can earn in the partnership. Over time, we'll see a pattern and be able to roughly figure out how much you can earn in a year by selling candied hawthorns at a stall."
"Old man, what does bearing the economic losses have to do with those who get a share?"
"Of course there is a connection. If you give the secret recipe to someone else, or sell it to someone else for profit, and that person makes money with the secret recipe, you can roughly estimate how much they can earn by referring to the earning speed of the person who shares the profits. At that time, all the money that the other party earns will have to be handed over to you, the person who revealed the secret recipe."
"Huh? He makes money his whole life, and I'm going to lose it my whole life?"
Han Fei smiled and said, "If you resell the formula to one person, and that person then resells it to ten people, you will have to pay out for all the money those eleven people made by setting up their stalls."
"Ah! This... how can we afford to pay for this?"
"Can't afford to pay? If a lawsuit goes to court, you'll have to sell your house if you have one, sell your car if you don't, and go bankrupt. You'll have to pay eventually."
Hearing this, no one dared to have any wicked thoughts, and even those who were listening in didn't dare to have any wicked thoughts.
"This old man doesn't seem like a simple person. We'd better not try anything funny under his nose."
"Can it be simple? Anyone who can write this contract in front of us is no simple person."
"We've already been forced to buy the prince, so we can't fight him anymore. We'd better just behave ourselves."
"If we buy the recipe and do business honestly, this old man won't come after us. After all, we were the ones who were blind to have provoked this big shot."
After these people signed the contract and paid the money, Han Fei beckoned them to the room where he usually made candied hawthorns.
He demonstrated it to these people step by step in front of them.
"Have you learned them all?"
"I've learned it!"
"Grandpa, I didn't expect that just adding one more step to make the sugar syrup would make such a big difference in taste."
"Don't underestimate the steps of boiling water. The first step is blanching to remove bitterness, and the second step is boiling sugar water to remove dampness and cold, remove sourness, and also enhance the flavor."
"Thank you, sir. We have learned a lot."
"Grandpa, I can't quite remember the sugar ratio. Could you write it down for me?"
"Take notes yourself, and I'll do it again."
"Thank you, sir. I will definitely remember it."
Once these people had learned the skills, Han Fei led them out and sent them away from the village.
When he returned, he was greeted by another group of people willing to share the profits.
"Are you all willing to use my sign?"
"Old man, actually we make more money by using your brand."
"We just discussed it, and we will use the same branding and sell the products separately in front of different primary schools. This way, business will be better."
"From now on, we're a force to be reckoned with!" someone joked.
The group burst into laughter. They used to feel quite insecure setting up their stall alone in the wind and rain. If thugs bullied them, they could only accept it. But it seemed they wouldn't have to be afraid anymore. Look at the hundred or so people here. They should all stand up for each other if they were bullied.
With the old man in charge, even if someone wanted to cower in fear, it would be difficult.
The more than one hundred people instantly felt safe, looking at the people around them as if they were comrades-in-arms, feeling that they were on the same united front.
"Now that you've set up a chain of stalls, it's time to raise the price of your candied hawthorns. Six yuan a stick, I'll take one yuan, and you'll all make a profit."
"Grandpa, won't it be difficult to sell this way?"
"If those people who bought the recipe just now sell it for five yuan, ours will be hard to sell!"
"Grandpa, it doesn't matter if we earn a little less."
“Once they buy the formula, they’ll be eager to recoup their investment, so they’ll just raise the price along with everyone else to reach a uniform price,” Han Fei said confidently.
"Sir, I'm a little worried that wholesalers might take advantage of this and raise prices on the spot."
"Yes, I'm worried too."
"There's no need to worry about that. You can buy your goods from them first. During the contract period, they won't raise prices according to the contract terms."
"But we're afraid they'll raise the price when the contract expires."
"I only have six months left on my contract."
"I have one year and three months left."
"I have two years left."
“The villagers here are all experts at growing hawthorn trees. I have already told them to plant more hawthorn trees next year. In addition, I plan to use the money from selling my land to contract an orchard. We will then specialize in growing hawthorns and fruits for making candied hawthorns. You won’t need to buy from wholesalers; I will supply them to you directly.”
"Old man, are you trying to screw us over?"
"Will it be a higher price than what the wholesaler offers?"
Han Fei chuckled and said, "The more you earn, the more I earn. We're a community of shared interests. I'll only offer lower prices than them, you can rest assured about that. Besides, I can offer credit, and you can pay me back after you sell the goods. In a way, you're all under my command, so why would I make things difficult for my own people?"
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