The man pondered for a moment, but finally agreed to Zhang Bei's conditions.

"I'll send you the contract to you in a few days. Remember to post it after signing it."

"no problem!"

Zhang Bei felt refreshed when he looked at the hanging-up call, so he washed his face and walked towards the kitchen.

On the other hand, the manager looked at the time on his phone full of confusion.

Should I sleep for a while now or get up and work?

It's not yet six:30, and I can sleep for about an hour, but it can't solve the sleepiness of being awakened.

Don't sleep?

Is the company gate not open at this time?

Sighing silently, the man stood up and began to sort out the contents of today's meeting.

After breakfast, Zhang Bei looked at the sunshine outside the window and thought about what to do today.

There is nothing I really want to eat for the time being, and I don’t have the motivation to run around the mountain.

If you play games, you are not as good as that. People with slow typing speed can easily get rid of the paralysis in low segments.

After pondering for a moment, Zhang Bei planned to take a walk around the county town.

The most important thing is to buy a fishing rod.

The village where Zhangbei lives is not too far from the county town, and it only takes about twenty minutes to drive.

Don’t look at him going out so many times and just grabbing Wang Laoer’s car.

But in fact, Zhang Bei also has a car, and it is a Land Rover.

But that thing can be called an oil-burning machine. If you drive it to the mountain, your income may not be enough for the day.

He drove along the road to the county town with an oil burning machine, and horns sounded from his side from time to time along the way.

As one of the few leaders who run to the mountain now, it is difficult not to be recognized by others.

Especially Zhang Bei still has a lot of old ginseng in his hands. Who can guarantee that his family will not have any serious illness in their entire lives?

If the disease is cured, the body is nourished. Laozin is undoubtedly the best choice for this group of people living near Changbai Mountain.

Everyone is willing to establish a good relationship with Zhang Bei. If there is really a need, at least they can have a relationship of business.

The county town here in Changbai Mountain is quite unique.

The biggest place here is the farmer trading market.

Whether it is traveling or receiving goods, most of the merchants gather here.

At the earliest, there were only some people running mountain in the farmers' market to set up stalls to sell their own harvests.

Later, some breeders gradually joined in.

As time goes by, the entire farmers' market has become larger and larger, forming the current large market.

Zhang Bei had just parked the car, and the noisy sound came directly into his ears.

"Bang, ten years of stick!"

“Wild vegetables, fresh wild vegetables!”

"The Ganoderma lucidum I raised in my home is cheap. I'll come and have a look if you want it!"

The shouts show the characteristics of Changbai Mountain.

When I stepped into the farmers' market, the noise became even louder.

Zhang Bei yawned and walked straight towards the depths.

Every stall in the farmers' market is actually fixed.

People who really have good goods in their hands are at the bottom of the box.

People who come often know this and never stay outside for long.

"Zhang Bartou, I haven't been here for a long time!"

The person who spoke was a man selling ginseng in the forest. He was sitting on a small stool and watching a group of tourists select.

"Come here to buy a fishing rod and take a walk by the way."

"How can I get a good set? I'll give it to you. How about selling me a hundred-year-old ginseng?"

"I don't want to eat anything, I've been there for hundreds of years."

The man smiled and said, "Come on, who doesn't know that the whole Changbai Mountain has the most old ginseng in your hands."

"It won't be sold, if you really need it, come to me."

"Okay, I remember it!"

Zhang Bei waved his hand and walked towards a stall.

"Brother Feng, how are you doing recently?"

"It's still like that, do you want some honey?"

The person Zhang Bei asked about was named: Feng Dachun, who is from Fengjia Village.

It takes about an hour to drive to Fengjia Village, but this village is very famous locally.

Every household in the village keeps beekeeping.

Relying on a linden forest, the linden honey produced tastes excellent.

"Is there any good product?"

"There is very little queen bee honey recently, so you can just take half a pound of it."

"Okay, I'll need it!"

Zhang Bei happily transferred five hundred oceans to Feng Dachun.

That’s right, the price of queen bee honey is at this price, one thousand per pound.

This is the friendship price that the two have a good relationship. If it is based on the market price, a pound of queen bee honey costs at least 1,500 yuan.

However, ordinary honey accounts for the majority on the market.

For example, the price per pound of linden honey produced in Fengjia Village is usually around 100 to 150.

However, this is the purchase price. When the packaging is really done and sold, the price will basically rise a little.

Feng Dachun took out a jar from the insulated box, which was filled with yellow and orange honey.

"Half a catty, it will take another month next time."

"Okay, leave some for me."

Feng Dachun nodded and sat on the stool waiting for the customers to come.

Zhang Bei didn't stay here for a long time, and turned around and walked into a shop selling fishing rods.

He has no shortage of mountain goods, but this piece of honey from Fengjia Village is the good thing he wants.

Whether it is soaking in water or cooking, it is a rare delicacy.

"Yeah, Zhang Bar's head?"

A man was picking bait for the customer, and when he saw Zhang Bei walk in, he hurriedly greeted him.

"Your business is good!"

Zhang Bei looked at the crowded figures in the store and immediately laughed.

"It's just the hard money. What do Zhang Batou wants to buy?"

"I broke my fishing rod last time, so I want to buy a better one."

The man looked at Zhang Bei and was silent for a moment: "I have a good pole in my hand. I originally planned to keep it for myself. Do you want to take a look?"

"Okay, take a look."

Zhang Bei knew from his condition that he must have something to ask himself for help.

The man took out a wooden box from the cabinet below and handed it to Zhang Bei.

"Guangwei's good thing, the purchase price is 3,000 yuan. If Zhang likes him, he will give it to you."

"Tell me, what happened?"

The man sighed: "My sister just gave birth to a child and had a heavy bleeding. She barely saved her. She wants to buy an old ginseng to supplement her body."

"Rescue?"

"Yeah, rescued."

Zhang Bei frowned: "I'll give you something for about fifty years. She is not replenished in this situation. She cut one slice at a time and stewed the soup."

"Thank you, Zhang!"

Zhang Bei waved his hand: "I have ginseng in my hands, you know the price."

"I know, that's my real sister. I have to get the money too!"

"I'll count you for less than fifty, 300,000."

"Thank you, Zhang."

Zhang Bei put the fishing rod back into the wooden box: "Come to my house to get it tonight, don't break the rules."

"good!"

The man had no objection and watched Zhang Bei walk out of the door.

Pure wild ginseng and forest ginseng are not the same price.

If it is forest ginseng, it may be taken down in less than 50,000 yuan.
Chapter completed!