When Nian Jian'an heard that Zheng Bajin was secretly hoarding salt, he began to doubt his intentions and advised him: "You are not short of money now, so why do you do such a thing? Why don't you do it honestly?"
Zheng Bajin smiled, knowing what his old father-in-law was worried about, and said: "Don't worry, just do as I say. When the time comes, I will have my own use for this salt. I will not sell it in large quantities, let alone sell it." Price excuse."
Nian Jian'an saw that he understood the truth and must have thought it through carefully and was not a momentary fever, so he believed him and did as he said.
Every day I help a big boss from other places pull potatoes, and when I come back I secretly pull salt. I do it very secretly, covering the car with an oilcloth.
Not long after, Zheng Bajin's factory ran out of potatoes, and Nian Jianan had no supply. At this time, Zheng Bajin asked him to stop hauling salt and help the villagers haul potatoes.
At this time, the people in the village also discovered that Zheng Bajin had made a huge loss when selling the potatoes, and the rest were no longer sold. Instead, a few smart people put it together and several families joined forces. Together, bring it directly to the powder factory.
Nian Jian'an happens to be their transportation staff, and he earns just as much as he pays for shipping every day.
During this period, Qian Bo's doctor, Mrs. Meng, turned green.
After spending all his savings, his health seems to be fine. He can afford to eat and walk, but he can't speak.
He could only sell the potatoes collected at home to others, basically not making a penny and losing moisture.
The smart people in the village bought it and asked Nian Jian'anla to go to the flour mill to make a small amount of money.
Originally, with Qian Bo's intelligence, he could have gone directly to Nian Jian'an and cut out the middlemen. However, when he saw Nian Jian'an, he thought of Zheng Bajin and became angry.
However, what he never expected was that his potatoes would still be taken out by Nian Jian'an!
Like it was meant to be.
At this time, people gave him a sentence to sum up: If you hit the ball, you should take the ball, even if you move from the countryside to the city!
Of course, Zheng Bajin doesn't think so. People must struggle. If there is no way out, they can only rely on hard work.
Don't treat yourself like a human being.
As expected, Zheng Bajin's memory of his previous life was correct. Just when he was hoarding a large amount of salt, autumn had turned to winter.
People in Shili Village began to kill pigs.
Those who have plenty of food and are willing to work hard can raise more than two animals a year, kill one, and sell the others to use as fertilizer money for the next year.
People who had little food and only raised one pig raised only one pig, killed it in advance, sold the ham (pig's feet) to buy fertilizer next year, and kept the fat meat to marinate it into bacon and eat it when someone has guests.
At this time, the price of salt began to rise.
Something that costs five cents a pound directly rises to three cents and eight cents.
People were dumbfounded and couldn't believe this was true.
Nian Jian'an also looked at Zheng Bajin in disbelief: "How did you know?"
"Intuition!" Zheng Bajin said lightly.
"That's great. If you sell the salt in your hand, you will make a lot of money in one go. If you had known this, why not borrow some money? Even if you borrow at high interest rates, you will definitely make a profit without losing anything."
Zheng Bajin glanced at his old father-in-law, smiled faintly and said, "You can't be too greedy. I said, don't touch things like usury."
"Then what should we do now? Should we sell the salt at a high price, or wait for a while? Wait for it to rise!"
"We won't sell it, but we can put some in the canteen and keep it at the market price to prevent people from saying we're driving up the price. In this way, we can kill two birds with one stone. We can't sell much, but we can also provide some protection for those who don't have enough salt to eat." Zheng Ba Jin said calmly.
Nian Jianan and Qingqing both looked at Zheng Bajing in confusion, unable to believe that he would not sell a large amount of salt now.
To be honest, as long as it is slightly lower than the market price, it will be easy to sell, and the profit will be several times higher.
Seeing Zheng Bajin pick up his pen and write the words "Buy a large amount of ham" on a piece of cardboard, the two of them stopped trying to persuade him to sell salt and understood that he wanted to cure ham.
They couldn't help but asked in unison: "Isn't it too extravagant for you to use three pounds more salt to marinate meat?"
"It's not extravagant! When we transport the ham to the city, we will definitely be able to create a brand. By the way, this brand is called Qiucheng Old Ham, and dad will be the legal representative." Zheng Bajin said with a smile. .
Seeing the question marks on Nian Jian'an's and his daughter's faces, Zheng Bajin said patiently: "Think about it, if you sell the salt and just make a profit, you will never have this opportunity again in the future."
"However, if you are promoting the ham brand, it will be long-term. This is called a long-term mechanism."
"It's like, a long flowing water or a pool of stagnant water, which one is better and which one is more useful and developed?"
"The water flows naturally!" The two of them answered in unison. Isn't this obvious? Need to ask?
"Yes, building a ham brand is a long-term success. We can sell it for at least ten or twenty years. By then, not only will we be rich, but it will also drive the breeding industry in the village." Zheng Bajin said with a smile.
"Oh, I understand, selling salt is to make a fortune. Although the profit is considerable, it cannot flow forever." Qingqing's eyes lit up, it was like the most beautiful clear spring in the world.
"You are a teachable boy! She is indeed the woman who slept with me!" Zheng Bajin said happily.
"What are you talking about?" Qingqing's face turned red and she cursed in shame, "You don't want to talk in a hurry?"
Nian Jian'an smiled awkwardly and hurriedly changed the subject: "So, start the acquisition now?"
"Yes, the sooner the better." Zheng Bajin said.
"But here's the problem. Almost all of your money now is on salt. What do you use as capital?" Nian Jian'an said worriedly.
"This is easy to handle. I have already thought about it. I can use part of the salt to exchange for ham. It will be cheaper. Then, it will be easy to handle when I have working capital." Zheng Bajin has thought about this problem for a long time.
Nian Jianan and Qingqing fell silent, and a question flashed through their minds at the same time. Zheng Bajin seemed to have everything under control, and he indeed had a unique vision.
The two fathers and daughters also have good taste, and they actually fell in love with him. They really found a treasure!
However, I don’t know how much ham he purchased in large quantities?
However, what left Nian Jianan and Qingqing speechless was that when the sign was put out, no one delivered the ham to their door. On the contrary, many people came to buy salt.
Zheng Bajin didn't look panic at all. If someone bought it, he would sell it at the price of Sanbabajin. Anyway, he was making money.
When he was free, he took Nian Jian'an to pack up the factory building, free up a certain amount of space, and wait for the ham to come in.
After a few days, he sold two to three hundred kilograms of salt. With a little capital, Zheng Bajing went out in person. When he saw someone killing a pig, he went to help and asked casually: "Do you sell ham?"
"Haha, eight pounds! I heard that your business is getting bigger now, but you have no money." Someone started to tease.
"It's okay. I still have money for two hams. As long as you plan to sell it, you won't lose a penny." Zheng Bajin said with a smile.
