"Okay, Master, you can come directly to my warehouse tomorrow morning. My warehouse is in the abandoned pulp mill in the East District."
"I know that place. Okay, let's go there early tomorrow morning. It's a deal."
"Of course, of course." Ying Han was very happy that so many items were sold at once.
Two eight thousand, that’s enough, that’s enough. Ying Han felt that this trip was enough and was about to close the stall.
Then another man in his fifties came and walked silently to her stall, grabbed a handful of her rice and studied it.
Then he asked, "Little girl, how much do you sell this rice for?"
"Uncle, rice is fifty cents. It's the same price whether you order a small amount or a large amount."
"Can't go any lower?"
Ying Han shook his head. He no longer had the heart to do other business, so he just dealt with it.
The next second, Ying Han almost collapsed after hearing this.
"Alright, you can get me 15 tons of the same rice. I heard you just introduced it to that person. Does that take time? I can do it tomorrow."
"Uncle...how much do you want?"
The old comrade smiled and said, "15 tons."
"You're not kidding."
"Didn't you say you wanted as many as you could get? I want 15 tons. Do you have any?"
Ying Han was embarrassed for a moment and said, "Uncle, let me tell you the truth, my grains are all in shells, and I really have your 15 tons."
"With a shell?" The uncle frowned.
"Yes, I guarantee the same quality as what you have in your hand, don't worry."
"It's more troublesome for me to take it off."
"I can give you a discount, 0.40 per pound, with the shells, no less."
"Comrade, I need to think about this. Do you have any grain in the shell? Give me a bag first. I need to go back and discuss it."
"Yes, please wait."
Ying Han said this and ran to the small corridor where she had just entered the space.
She pulled out a bag of rice with shells, but she couldn't move it, so she pulled the uncle over and said, "Here."
"Okay, please wait for me for an hour." The uncle said, motioning to a young man behind him.
The young man just picked up the sack and left.
"I'll meet you at the stall in a bit."
"good..."
Ying Han was a little stunned at this time, always feeling that this uncle had too much initiative.
I am so passive.
Moreover, he took away a bag of rice from me without paying.
By the time Ying Han reacted, the person had already walked away.
"Hey...Hey, my rice."
It would be a lie to say she wasn't upset. It was the first time she had dealt with such a large order and she was overwhelmed by excitement.
The people here are not as simple as Wu Liu and his friends, and their hearts are hard to predict.
There are all kinds of people. I met a lot of them in my previous life and I am quite wary of them.
After wearing it for so long, the superior and simple life made her let down her guard.
Ying Han returned to the stall feeling depressed. Several veteran vendors nearby knew from her expressions that she had been cheated.
He didn't go forward to comfort her, but instead complained to the people beside him, "I said, that man doesn't look like a hauler. I haven't seen him before."
"The little girl is too young. She probably hasn't done such a big business before."
"Such a large order would make me excited, let alone her."
"I can only accept my bad luck and learn from my mistakes."
Although the business of these few people was not big, Ying Han could hear it clearly. He squatted on the stall and had no intention of doing business anymore.
After thinking it over, he was still unwilling to give up. Finally, he took a deep breath, calmed down, and was willing to give him a chance and prepare to wait for him for an hour.
It is said that when people are unlucky, take a deep breath and good luck will always come.
But after waiting for more than an hour, no one came.
Ying Han gave up hope now. No one can have a smooth life. There will always be bad luck.
She finally admitted defeat today.
It was quite troublesome to pack up the stall, and I had to carry them one by one to the hidden place, pulling the bamboo house myself, and running several times.
I was just about to pull this thing into the space when no one was around.
"Hey, little comrade."
"Ah, uncle, it's you." Ying Han never expected that this old comrade would really come back.
"Sorry, I'm a little late. I was coordinating with the company and had a small meeting, which delayed me a bit."
"Yeah, that's okay. Are you here to confirm the order?"
"Yes, I want all 15 tons. Also, considering that you haven't shelled the fish, can we offer a better price?"
"Uncle, I can't do that. The 40 cents I'm giving you is already a very low price." For such a large quantity, even a penny cheaper is worth a lot.
"That probably won't work. The price we just agreed on is three cents."
"No, three cents is not enough." It's too low. It sounds like the quantity is large, but the income is too little.
"Four cents isn't enough. How about this, let's both make a concession and go for thirty-five cents. That's my maximum limit."
"No, it's 38 cents lower recently." A difference of a few cents can result in a fluctuation of thousands of yuan.
The land she bought yesterday was only fifty yuan per mu. One or two thousand yuan is enough for her to buy dozens of mu of land.
In the end, this old comrade actually took out a mobile phone and made a phone call to someone on the spot, and he used English.
Ying Han thought to himself: Oh my God.
At that time, everyone had mobile phones, and they spoke English.
Overseas trade, importing from abroad?
God, this old man is not simple.
If you do long-term business, you will definitely make a fortune.
Unfortunately, it is not possible. Although my space is convenient, there is no place to hide.
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