Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Four

Style: Historical Author: writing in the sunWords: 2018Update Time: 24/01/10 11:26:19
As for the trivial details such as one pound of coal can make 2-3 briquettes, there is no need to explain it clearly to Lao Zhu.

Lao Zhu gave Handu a satisfied snort, put the briquettes back casually, patted the coal shavings on his hands, and continued to ask: "Were there many people who bought so much at that time?"

Hearing this, shopkeeper Gao hesitated for a moment. Seeing that Han Du didn't answer, he said truthfully: "To let the guest know, when people buy briquettes, they usually buy a hundred or hundreds, or even a thousand." There are so few of them, even if you buy tens of thousands of them at a time, no one is buying so many now.”

"oh?"

Lao Zhu snorted in confusion, but then he understood after thinking about it. After all, if ordinary people buy tens of thousands of briquettes at a time, how long will they last? And the prices are not much different, only half a penny each.

If it were Lao Zhu himself, he wouldn't buy too much at once. Anyway, the price difference is not big, and it’s not impossible to buy it. It’s only reasonable to use a little to buy a little.

"Where's the coal stove? Where is it?" Lao Zhu glared at Han Du and wanted to take a look at the coal stove. Suddenly realizing that his tone seemed inappropriate, he coughed dryly and said to shopkeeper Gao in a pleasant manner: "Shopkeeper, don't mind, I want to see the coal stove again, is it convenient?"

Shopkeeper Gao looked at everything that just happened. The old man in front of him didn't have a very good attitude towards Dong Han's family, and it could be seen from what he just said. The old man's tone of command was condescending to Han Dong's family, but Han Dong's family did not dare to be dissatisfied at all. What is the identity of this old man?

Suddenly coming back to his senses and seeing the old man waiting for his words, shopkeeper Gao quickly said: "Okay, okay."

After saying that, he led Lao Zhu over.

Making a coal stove is not complicated either. Just prepare the clay embryo and put it in the kiln to burn it, just like making pottery. Moreover, the material used to make coal stoves is not even clay, but loess that can be seen everywhere. When Han Du chose loess to make coal stoves, he was attracted by its cheapness. It's so cheap that you don't have to spend money to buy it. If you want to use it, you can just dig it out of the ground.

The loess is mixed with some sand, coal ash and other messy things. After shaping, it is put into the kiln and burned. After it is fully burned, the kiln can be opened and taken out.

The coal stove is divided into two parts: the outer shell and the inner pot. Both parts can be fired with loess. The gap between the inner tank and the outer shell can also be filled with slag from burning pebbles or directly with loess.

After filling, use a little cement mortar to install the fire door that controls the fire power, and a durable coal stove is ready. The coal stove is simple to make and the materials are cheap, making it a model of low price and high quality.

Lao Zhu not only looked at the outer shell and inner pot, but also saw the entire process of combining them into a coal stove, and finally asked: "How much do you sell this coal stove for?"

"Not expensive, fifty cents each." Shopkeeper Gao replied softly.

After hearing this, Lao Zhu frowned and said dissatisfied: "This thing is not complicated at all, and it can be made with loess. Isn't it too expensive for fifty cents a piece?"

Shopkeeper Gao was about to retort, fifty cents is not expensive...

Han Du on the side spoke up and suppressed shopkeeper Gao's words.

"Then how much does Mr. Huang think it should be sold for?" Han Du bowed and smiled carefully.

"Oh," Lao Zhu thought for a while, then said after a moment of pondering, "In my opinion, three... no, selling it for twenty cents is appropriate."

Shopkeeper Gao's eyes widened when he heard this, good guy. Briquettes cost three cents each, but this coal stove only costs twenty cents? Less than ten briquettes?

I've seen people bargain hard, but I've never seen anyone so cruel. It's not like Shopkeeper Gao guessed from Han Du that this old man's identity was not simple. Shopkeeper Gao was about to curse.

But when Han Du heard the price given by Lao Zhu, the smile on his face did not change at all. He nodded with a smile and replied: "Okay, as Master Huang said, twenty coins is twenty coins."

Lao Zhu didn't expect Han Du to answer so neatly. He looked at Han Du in surprise and saw that he didn't feel dissatisfied at all. I suddenly felt embarrassed and thought that I had gone too far.

Lao Zhu did not doubt that he could still make money at the price of 20 cents. It was definitely not possible to make money at such a price, and he might even lose money. Lao Zhu didn't need anyone to tell him, he only needed to see the way shopkeeper Gao jumped anxiously behind Han Du.

"You are good," Lao Zhu praised Han Du again, looking at Han Du bleeding profusely.

I don't know why, but the more Lao Zhu saw Shopkeeper Gao jumping around anxiously, the more joyful he felt in his heart, and the more fun he looked at Han Du.

"Money is something you don't bring with you in life, and you can't take it with you in death. Why do you take it so seriously? Just stop it in moderation." Lao Zhu sighed and wanted to use the sages' noble attitude towards money to influence others. Handu.

Han Du curled his lips inwardly, haha, 'If you don't bring it alive, you can't take it away even if you die? 'That's very well said. But if Han Du remembers correctly, some people were worried about the emptiness of his treasury some time ago. Some people's eyes turned red when they bought several mines. It wasn't until they took half of them from their hands that the red light in their eyes slowly faded away.

Sure enough, people are lenient to themselves and strict to others.

The words of the sages are only suitable for speaking to others. Very few people will use the words of the sages to warn themselves.

However, Han Du did not dare to express the slightest opinion on this. Instead, he immediately agreed with Lao Zhu's words, "What Mr. Huang said is true. I will keep it in mind."

Lao Zhu nodded and showed a teachable expression to Han Du.

I have finished reading everything I wanted to see, and achieved what I wanted to achieve, and I also gave Han Du a lecture. Lao Zhu had no intention of staying here any longer, so he waved and called the old eunuch over. After getting in the car, Shi Shiran left.

This time Lao Zhu didn't have to take Han Du with him.

Han Du stood there and watched Lao Zhu drive away.

Shopkeeper Gao on the side was still nagging in Han Du's ear, "Boss, the price of this coal stove at 20 cents is really too low. We can't make any money at all. How could you agree to it right away?"

After Han Du saw that Lao Zhu's car could no longer be seen, he turned around this time, patted shopkeeper Gao's stooped body, and said with a smile: "Look at how anxious you are, even if we sell it for twenty cents, we won't lose money, right?" "

"Losing money, that's not a problem. But we don't have much profit anymore, so we think it's all in vain." Shopkeeper Gao spread his hands and said helplessly.