"I'm going to pay the bill, don't grab it from me."
After they finished eating the rice noodles, Zheng Yushan spoke first.
"Okay, I won't fight with you."
Zhang Shuguang gave Zheng Yushan the greatest respect.
Zheng Yushan paid the bill, and the two of them walked out of the snack bar and strolled on the bluestone road of the ancient town.
"Are you closing the stall?"
When passing by Song Zhaohui's stall, Song Zhaohui was packing things up on the stall with two people.
"Well, I'm going to sell the fur to a purchasing station."
Song Zhaohui smiled bitterly.
He couldn't remember how many times he had been disappointed.
More than ten years ago, when he was still a child, the furs tanned by his family were always in great demand among merchants in the north.
Every time it was sent to the town, it could be exchanged for a lot of daily necessities for the family.
It is no longer possible now. The national policy does not allow business, and the northern merchants who used to come in an endless stream have all disappeared.
The family-tanned furs, once a hot commodity, have now become unpopular.
"I just bought a lot of things, and many stall owners came to me and strongly recommended their products. Didn't you see it?"
Zhang Shuguang had paid special attention to them just now. There was a moment of hesitation in the eyes of the three of them, but in the end they did not come over to join in the fun.
“Little brother, our cargo is mainly furs. Given the temperature and weather in southern Xinjiang, these warm things are completely useless.
I don’t want to embarrass you, nor do I want to embarrass myself.”
Song Zhaohui quickly adjusted his mood.
He is the young patriarch of the Song family and the future helmsman. No matter how many difficulties there are, he has no way out.
He had no time to feel sorry for himself. He could only face the challenge head-on. It was his responsibility to fight for a way out for the whole family.
"Who says I don't need it? I'm in southern Xinjiang, but I'm a true northerner.
The things I just bought were intended to be mailed back to my hometown."
Zhang Shuguang looked at Song Zhaohui and the other two with a smile.
"Brother Zhaohui, I just said that I should ask my little brother, just in case someone wants to buy it."
"Look at what happened. I wasted the whole morning for nothing."
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When the two young men who set up a stall with Song Zhaohui learned that Zhang Shuguang needed animal skins, they immediately showed their joy.
"Little brother, I took it for granted and thought you were from southern Xinjiang.
You see, the animal hides tanned in our village are all peeled off from wild beasts in their entirety, and they are in very good condition.
Moreover, it has been specially treated with medicinal powder, so it will definitely not breed insects.
Whether it’s clothes or shoes and hats, they’re fine and won’t break even after being worn for decades.”
Song Zhaohui spread out the animal skins he had just packed and started selling them seriously.
Honorifics were also used when addressing Zhang Shuguang.
"It's really good. What price do you plan to sell it for?"
As soon as he bought the animal skin, the system prompt sounded, and Zhang Shuguang was very satisfied with the price given.
"Little brother, it's up to you to give me a little more than what I would give to a purchasing station."
In order to make more money and exchange more food and daily necessities for his tribesmen, Song Zhaohui lowered his posture very much.
"Brother Song, please at least give me an exact number!"
Zhang Shuguang smiled helplessly.
He wanted to show favor to Song Zhaohui and make the entire Song family work for him.
He had just thought it through. As long as the price Song Zhaohui quoted was not outrageous, he would not bargain.
Unexpectedly, Song Zhaohui asked him to watch over it, which made Zhang Shuguang feel embarrassed.
He knew nothing about the market for animal hides, so it would be inappropriate to pay too little or too much.
Song Zhaohui suffered a loss because he was too low. I want to show him a favor, but I can't take advantage of him.
If he gave too much, he would seem like a complaining person. It was not that he felt sorry for the money, but he just didn't want to show his weakness and let Song Zhaohui think he was a fool.
"I won't take advantage of you. How about I just give you the same price you used to sell it to the merchant?"
Zhang Shuguang had an idea.
Buying the animal skins at the price that traveling merchants previously paid for them would not only allow Song Chaohui to make more money, but also cover up the fact that he did not understand the market.
"No, little brother, the situation has changed. There are no merchants from the north in Southern Xinjiang right now, and the price of animal hides has plummeted.
Yesterday, thanks to the generous donation from the little brother, we got two water deer for free, which gave our whole village a full meal. This is already a great favor.
If I sell it to you at the highest price ever, I, Song, will be unable to sleep or eat."
Ignoring the two tribesmen's desperate glances, Song Zhaohui directly rejected Zhang Shuguang's proposal.
"Then tell me, what's the price the purchasing station gave you?"
Song Zhaohui was so principled that Zhang Shuguang was at a loss for a moment.
Song Chaohui has made it very clear that he doesn't want to take too much advantage of Zhang Shuguang.
Zhang Shuguang could no longer force the issue.
Everything should be done in moderation. If you act too deliberately, it will inevitably arouse suspicion.
As the saying goes, if someone shows kindness without any reason, he is either a traitor or a thief!
More haste, less speed. You can't be too enthusiastic.
"Sun bear fur, twenty dollars a piece."
"Buffalo hide, fifteen dollars a piece."
"Deerskin and wild goat skin, five dollars each."
In recent years, the Song family has sold animal furs to purchasing stations, and they are familiar with the prices of various furs.
This time, Song Zhaohui and his two companions brought a Malay bear skin, two bison skins, more than a dozen deerskins and goat skins, and some scraps of hare skins.
If you add up all the small amounts, you can sell it for more than a hundred yuan.
A little over a hundred yuan sounds like a lot, enough to cover three or four months’ salary for an average person.
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