bookrebus Chapter 62 There is no such thing as a sure win business
Chapter 62 There is no such thing as a sure win business
"It must be a good seller. Even an old man like me thinks it's delicious. Your family is really capable!"
The same thing happened again and again. Dashan's family relied on her craftsmanship to make ends meet. I never realized that Wang was a capable person before.
"I want the whole village to sell this together. Uncle, do you think this is possible?"
"The villagers are selling? What does that mean?"
"In the city, the price of taro cakes is 25 wen per pound, and the better cakes cost 50 or 33 wen, and the more exquisite ones cost more than wen. My food is not bad compared to the or wen ones. I think I can sell it at a stall in the city for wen per pound. What do you think?"
"Do you want the villagers to go to the city and set up stalls to sell these cakes?"
"Yes, not only in the city, but also in several nearby towns."
“Why don’t you sell it yourself?”
"Uncle Lizheng, I am doing OK now, but the villagers are still having a hard time. Although there is income from mushrooms, the bamboo forest is limited and it is just a drop in the bucket. My last name is Lin, so naturally I hope everyone can live a good life."
The head of the village was silent.
"Uncle, please think carefully about whether this can be done. I will sell it at 33 cents a pound, a unified price, and no one can raise or lower the price. I will give the villagers 25 cents a pound, and those who want to sell must sign a contract. You cannot set a random price, and you cannot sell damp, tasteless, or bad snacks."
"And uncle, if the villagers want to do this business, it would be best if you divide the land and sell it. Otherwise, everyone will squeeze together and no one will make money. I only ask for one thing, that the location of the city dock be given to the clan leader."
"Please let me think about it."
"Then think about it carefully. I'm going to go back first. Let the people at home have a taste of these cakes."
After leaving some snacks, Lin Dashan left.
It's normal for the village head to be undecided as it concerns the interests of the entire village. Just take your time to consider it.
Turning to Uncle Lin's house, the old man was busy in the vegetable garden in the backyard.
"Second uncle."
Lin Mujin was surprised, "Why are you here at this time? Did you go to your father's place?"
"No, I have something to do. I just went to talk to the village head uncle for a while, and came to chat with you."
"Is there something? Let's go to the main room." Lin Mutu put down the hoe in his hand, washed his hands and left the vegetable field.
Sit down in the main room, "What's the matter? Did your father make trouble for you?"
There has been a lot of commotion in Dashan's family recently. There are quarrels every few days and everyone in the village knows about it.
Lin Dashan: ...Why do I feel like his father will pick a fight with him?
"No, Dad is not feeling well and is resting at home!"
"Your father is sad this time. He expected too much from the fourth child. Alas!"
He was also very confused. Why couldn't the fourth child pass the exam? He stayed at home every day to study and seemed to be very hardworking! Was the imperial examination really that difficult?
He couldn't accept this.
"Uncle, I want to discuss something with you."
Lin Mujin looked at him.
"Did you taste the cakes I gave to Fucai yesterday?"
"I tasted it. Everyone in my family likes it. Thanks for thinking about us."
“I plan to let the villagers sell this cake.”
"what?"
"I have calculated with my family that we can supply the villagers with goods. We can earn 8 wen per pound, 25 wen for supply and 33 wen for sale. I am thinking of letting the villagers go to the town or city to set up stalls. Now most people are idle at home, so I will give it a try first. If it is not selling well, I will take over and sell it myself."
Lin Mujin was silent for a while, "You want to lead our village, Dashan, you are a good man!" Who would want to lead the whole clan and the whole village to do it together when he becomes rich.
The mushrooms were like this, and now this cake is like this. This child is kind-hearted.
"Second Uncle, if this can be accomplished, I would like to trouble you to get the goods. Do you think it's okay?"
"what?"
"It's always a hassle for the villagers to go to the village to get the goods every day. It's a long way to go and back, and it takes a lot of time. It would be much easier if we could just get the goods from you in the village."
Lin Mujin thought about it and it made sense. There were so many people in the village, and if a few bad-intentioned people tried to steal something, they would be in big trouble.
"You're right. Anyway, your second aunt and I are old and can't do heavy work. We can just wait for them to pick up the goods at home."
"We have negotiated and we will give you 24 cents for the goods, and you will only make a profit of cent per kilogram. Logically speaking, we are still taking advantage of Second Uncle's family. You will have to work harder to get and deliver goods in the future."
"What are you talking about? We're all family. It's just 25 cents. Your mistress and I have nothing to do anyway. It's no trouble."
"Second uncle, this is not just a one- or two-day thing. If you have business outside, you have to be busy every day. Besides, you have to go to my farm every day to get the goods. Isn't it troublesome to go back and forth? I am taking advantage of you for every penny."
Lin Mujin is not stupid. He knows that a penny earned over the years can be a considerable income.
"Then...how about this, our family will work for you and you can pay us monthly."
"Uncle, what's the difference between a month's salary and one cent? Your whole family has to work hard for this. Let's just settle it, 24 cents, you just have to take a little loss, okay?"
Lin Mujin: ...
Finally, Lin Mu went to the house to get the goods and took charge of the supply of goods to the village.
After the matter was settled, Lin Mujin and his wife invited Lin Dashan to have dinner at home, and sent their grandson to the village to say hello.
"Xiaomi, what are you going to eat for lunch?"
"Let's have noodles. Shredded pork noodles with a poached egg and some vegetables. Since it's just the two of us, there's no need to cook."
"Hey, Sister Guan, go talk to the kitchen."
At noon, Lin Fuyou found no one at home. He went to the old house and found that his whole family was there. "Why are you eating here?"
"Uncle Dashan is here, Grandpa asked Dad to come along and Mom to come and cook."
At the same time, the village head called the clan leader and elders to discuss the matter.
"Uncle San, do you think this is feasible?"
The oldest man in the village, the clan leader, Uncle San, was still chewing the rice cake slowly, his mouth full of fragrance. He was just old and his teeth were not good, so he chewed a small piece for a long time.
"Isn't it obvious that Dashan wants to make a fortune with us? I heard that he has a good relationship with Mr. Han in the city. Do you think he will have trouble selling this thing? At worst, he can open a shop in the city to sell it himself, but he can't afford it. Mufa, you are not very old, how can you be so ignorant?"
He was disappointed with Lin Mufa. As the village head, he was hesitant and effeminate. Especially when it came to the division of the Lin family, he was unfair. Although the division of the family was a matter for others, it was inevitable that there would be some bias, but was the division of Lin Dashan a little biased? Even if he was kicked out of the house, he could still sign the division document.
"I think this is a feasible thing. The villagers are afraid of risks, so don't take too much. Try it out first and see how it works. Make it clear to everyone, if you can't sell the goods and suffer losses, don't complain. Think it through, and do it if you can afford the losses." Another elder said after thinking for a long time.
"Yes, there is no such thing as a business that is guaranteed to make a profit. How can we help them take risks when people owe us money?"
"Uncle, how do we divide the goods? It's hard to divide them in the city, town, or location." Who doesn't want a good location!
"Drawing lots is all up to fate, no one can blame anyone else."
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