Chapter 2373 The business is yellow (April monthly ticket plus 19)

On Friday, Lang's eyebrows jumped, and the price he paid Xiao Yuanzheng was 100 jin and 90 wen, which more than doubled when he arrived at the steward's place.

How can you do this in business?

Buyers rushing to add money to sellers?

Friday Lang was not a master who would cheat people, so he was a little flustered at the moment, and when he thought about Man Bao working under Xiao Yuan’s hands, he lowered the price with his front feet, and if his back feet raised the price and sold it to the Tai Hospital, then What is Xiao Yuan going to think about Man Bao?

So Wu Wulang, who felt inappropriate at first, shook his head. Seeing that the steward's face was worried, he simply picked up two vegetable baskets and said, "I won't sell it."

Turn around and leave.

The steward was stunned for a moment and then cursed inwardly, "Slippery stinky thing, do you want to eat all of our orders?"

"Steward, do you want to stop people?"

The steward wanted to lose his temper very much, but he was always the only one who begged to sell him something. This was the first time he rushed to find someone to buy something.

This feeling is suffocating.

But thinking that the people were brought over by the servants of Xiao Yuanzheng's family, and Zhou Man said that yesterday, Xiao Yuanzheng must have doubts in his heart, and if he squeezes out the people he recommended, Xiao Yuanzheng may not think so. .

Although the Tai Hospital's expenditure on Huangzhuang's side is divided by the Ministry of Household and the Emperor, the money is not directly in his hands, but on the Tai Hospital's account. Only when Xiao Yuanzheng signs and agrees can he Take the list to the Tai Hospital to receive the money.

So Xiao Yuan is very important.

The steward gritted his teeth, but still squeezed out a smile and went to chase Wu Lang. He caught up with him in Zhuangzi, and he directly pulled him to talk on the road, "Master Wu, if you are not satisfied with the price, we can talk about it again. ."

The business that Wu Lang also gave up is so yellow. The main reason is that if they are willing to place an order, many people in the village will have a place for their vegetables, eggs and even pigs, so there is no need for them to sell them to vendors or retailers. sold.

So he also stopped and asked the price directly, "Okay, the price can be negotiated, then an egg is two cents a piece, a pumpkin is ninety cents and a hundred kilograms, and the winter melon will be cheaper for you, eighty-five cents a piece. Hundred pounds..."

The steward: "...We can't take advantage of Lord Friday. This egg is only five cents, otherwise six cents is fine. Pumpkin is two hundred cents and one hundred catties, and winter melon is one hundred and ninety cents and one hundred catties... "

The people who followed the steward watched the two bargain, but the bargaining was reversed from that of ordinary people. The buyer kept raising the price, and the seller kept lowering the price.

This made them a little vague, almost thinking that Friday Lang was the buyer.

In the end, Wu Wulang found that he couldn't make any sense with him, so he simply wanted to leave with a vegetable basket. The steward grabbed him, his expression distorted, and then he forced a smile and said: "Master Wu, this person, what's wrong with him? You can, but you can't live with money, right?"

"In this way, we all take a step back, how about the eggs for four cents?"

Wu Wulang gave him a deep look and said: "Master Steward, although we sell chicken, duck and vegetables, we also know morality. The market price is so much, we can give you a little less at most, if you are not satisfied, I will I can sell it to you at the market price at most, two and a half cents for an egg, but you can’t give me such a high price, I’m taking a loss and I won’t be able to sleep at night.”

The more Wu Wulang thought about it, the more reasonable it became, and he said to him, "This egg is half of that of the tenant farmers, which means I only have 500 out of a thousand eggs. I can't eat or sleep because of this money. How unthinkable is it?"

The steward held back his anger, but cursed in his heart, what are you doing here? How good is it to not do this business at all, I have all found Xiao Yuanzheng, and now I tell him that the price is high, how about playing with him?

The steward also explained this time, "I don't know Friday, but I signed a contract like this with others. If you have a low price here, it will surely offend other suppliers, which is not good."

Friday Lang secretly said: Who are you kidding? He has bought it for his own restaurant for several years, so he naturally knows all the twists and turns.

I am afraid that the price that those suppliers sold him would not be too high, and most of the extra money went into their own pockets.

It's just that this person is too greedy. He has also been in contact with many restaurants and restaurants. They are still familiar with each other, and they will get some benefits.

Less is to receive vegetables and meat from vegetable farmers and butchers, and more is to take some money, but it is not too much. The shopkeeper and the owner of the store know the price of vegetables and meat and eggs.

This is the first time I've seen someone like a steward whose price has more than doubled.

If it wasn't for Man Bao working in this Huangzhuang, and staying here for a while, if it wasn't easy to offend the steward, he would have wanted to pierce these things before leaving.

But thinking that Man Bao was inside, he could only hold back his anger, neither wanting to talk to the steward to death, nor to offend Xiao Yuanzheng with this ridiculous thing.

He struggled with the steward for a long time, and finally came up with a solution for him, and he said to the steward, "Just let me go, when Xiao Yuan asked about it, I would say that Zhuangzi was hit by frost and the vegetables were beaten. It was broken, the hens were frightened, many of them stopped laying eggs, and now the rest can’t be supplied to Huangzhuang, so this business is forfeited.”

As soon as the steward heard this, his hand loosened, and he hesitated, "But Imperial Physician Zhou..."

"I told her," Wu Wulang immediately said, "She is an imperial doctor and doesn't care about the family at all. How can she know the situation in Zhuangzi? Naturally, what we say is what we say, so I told her that Zhuangzili even has its own restaurant. I can't supply what I need, let alone take out, what do you think?"

The steward rolled his eyes and saw that Wu Zhou was really unwilling to join forces with him, ahhh, it was cooperation, he looked up at the big sun above his head, only to realize that they had been entangled for almost two hours, and he would continue to entangle. It doesn't make much sense either.

So the steward took out a purse and stuffed it into Lang Wu, "Then this will be troublesome for Lord Friday."

Wuwu Lang didn't want it, so he pushed it back, and the steward tucked it into his hands tightly, and said if he had something to say: "Lord Friday, this is a little bit of our intentions, it's not good for you to run away in vain, Xiao Yuanzheng still needs you to explain it in person, so this right should be the tea fee, if you refuse, we won't be able to open your mouth and let you go."

Wu Lang saw that he was ready to fight for another two hours, and immediately took the money bag with a jolt.

Although the sun in the first month is not sunny, it is still warm, but after a long time, his head is dizzy, and his stomach is hungry.

Seeing that Zhou Wulang had received the money, the steward laughed, and then personally sent the person to Zhuangzi.

The servants of the Xiao family just sent him to Huangzhuang to introduce him to the steward and left. At this time, there was only Wuwu Lang’s mule cart outside Zhuangzi. He put the vegetables and eggs on the cart and drove the mule cart back by himself.

In hindsight, this kid is not even willing to give him a basket of eggs. Will he be able to fulfill the agreement when he goes back?

Friday Lang: Guess

See you next year.