Author: Ultraman fights little monsters

Chen Xiulian had been silently listening to the exchanges between several people. When she saw Gao Zhiyong preparing to enter the city, she walked quickly to Gao Zhiyong, grabbed the corner of Gao Zhiyong's clothes, and whispered: "After entering the city, look for more fruit shops.

, don’t follow the path he shows you, I suspect this person may be a liar.”

"I understand. Qi Ming and I are going to the city for a walk. You can look at some grape fields. Don't tell anyone else in advance."

"Um!"

Chen Xiulian nodded with a heavy face and watched Gao Zhiyong, Gao Qiming and Liu Yishui leave.

Xinhe City Fuyunlai Farmers Wholesale Market.

Fuyunlai Farmers Wholesale Market is slightly smaller than the Vegetable Basket Farmers Market and is the second largest farmers market in Xinhe City.

As soon as Gao Zhiyong and the others reached the entrance of the farmer's wholesale market, Liu Yishui stopped and said, "Uncle, you chose the place yourself. In order to prevent you from saying that I colluded with the people inside, I won't go in, so I will stand at the door and wait for you.

There are more than 10 stores here that specialize in recycling fruits. Just go in and ask around. Just ask how much it costs to recycle a pound of Kyoho grapes and see what they say."

Seeing Liu Yishui's confident look, Gao Zhiyong's heart sank. A feeling that something bad was going on reverberated in his heart, and he even had an emotion that he didn't dare to face.

"Brother Liu, look at what you said, how could we not believe you? My dad was deceived by my sister. He went to the market to find out in person and found out what was going on."

Liu Yishui shook his head very firmly, "Brother, thank you for trusting me, but I want to convince you. I won't follow you in, lest you think that I made a deal with the boss inside to deceive you."

Gao Qiming wanted to persuade him a few more words, but Gao Zhiyong pulled him to his side.

"Okay, I'll go in and inquire about it. Please wait for us outside."

"No problem, I'll wait for you at the small shop at the door. You can go around slowly." After saying that, Liu Yishui turned around and went straight to the small shop at the door.

Seeing Liu Yishui walking away, Gao Qiming said with some complaint, "Dad, I finally found Brother Liu for help, why don't you and my mother trust him?

Xiaowen must have been deceived, only a fool would recycle grapes at 8 cents per catty and take the initiative to come to collect the goods."

"Shut up, even if your sister was deceived, she is still helping our family find a solution. She is much better than you."

Gao Zhiyong glared at Gao Qiming fiercely, then turned around and entered the wholesale market. He happened to be facing a fruit shop.

He quickly walked to the female clerk who was moving goods at the door and asked in a low voice: "Little girl, do you collect grapes at your house?"

The female clerk first wiped the sweat from her forehead, and then looked at Gao Zhiyong and Gao Qiming up and down.

Gao Zhiyong was walking in a hurry. He was wearing dirty work clothes and his shoes were still covered with mud. He looked like he was working in the fields.

The most important thing is that Gao Zhiyong came over to inquire about the price of fruit recycling, but he didn't even bring samples. It looked like he was a novice, and she was very experienced in treating him.

"Collect it, what kind of grapes do you grow? Different varieties have different recycling prices."

"Kyoho grapes!"

"Kyoho grapes are the most common grapes in our local area. The recycling price depends on how well you grow the grapes. It can be anywhere from 2 cents to 3 cents."

Hearing this, Gao Zhiyong's heart skipped a beat. Last year, the grape grower in the next village paid a recycling price of 2 cents per catty.

He gritted his teeth unwillingly and asked in a deep voice: "Why is the recycling price so low? Someone showed it to us before and said they were willing to pay 8 cents for our grapes and even came to collect the goods."

"Pfft~"

Gao Zhiyong's words made the shop girl laugh. She looked at Gao Zhiyong with a mocking look on her face, "No, uncle, are you kidding? There really is a recycling price of 8 cents/jin. You should have taken action long ago, and you still need me to help you."

ask?

Okay, I have to go to work, don’t wander around if you have nothing else to do.”

The female clerk gave Gao Zhiyong a big look, turned around and left, not taking Gao Zhiyong seriously at all.

Gao Zhiyong's face turned red, and he pointed tremblingly in the direction where the female clerk left. He wanted to say something, but couldn't.

Gao Qiming on the side saw this and hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him, "Dad, don't be angry. I told you a long time ago. Xiaowen must have been deceived by others. There is no recycling price of 8 cents/jin. That's not a big win."

Well!

Let’s go find Brother Liu quickly, he is willing to pay 5 cents/jin for recycling, which is twice as high as the price at the fruit shop.”

"roll!"

Gao Zhiyong, who had been holding back his anger, had nowhere to vent, so he yelled at the chattering Gao Qiming. A stern look flashed in Gao Qiming's eyes, but he quickly buried it.

For Gao Zhiyong, there is not much difference between the recycling price of 2 cents/catty and the recycling price of 5 cents/catty, because neither price is enough to repay his family's debt.

There are dozens of creditors, and whoever he pays back first and whoever he pays last is wrong, so the best result is to be able to sell the grapes in his hand at a price of 8 cents per catty.

Unwilling to give up, he went to another fruit shop next door. This time he went straight to the bar owner after entering the store.

"Boss, my Kyoho grapes are about to ripen, will you harvest them here?"

The boss looked Gao Zhiyong up and down, and judged from Gao Zhiyong's clothes that Gao Zhiyong was a fruit farmer, and also deduced that Gao Zhiyong was a novice.

"Collect it. How many acres of grapes have I grown at home? How are they in quality?"

"My family has planted a total of 20 acres, and the quality is very good. A fruit dealer saw my grapes before and said that my grapes are second-class, and they are almost reaching first-class."

Hearing the words "second-class product", the boss's attitude obviously declined, because the most indispensable thing in the fruit market is this kind of middle-class product that is neither good nor bad.

Grapes of this grade cannot be sold at a high price, and it is not profitable to sell them at a low price. Moreover, the grapes grown by most fruit farmers are of this grade, so the supply exceeds the demand.

"Second-class Kyoho grapes come to your door and collect 2 cents, and deliver them yourself for 3 cents."

Gao Zhiyong frowned and said with some displeasure: "You recycle fruits at such a low price, and you still want us to pay the freight ourselves?"

This was not the first time the boss heard this. He waved his hand nonchalantly, "Brother, this is not just a simple freight. Grapes are fragile fruits and will cause a lot of damage during transportation. These costs are all ours."

to bear.

Besides, you can deliver it yourself, I didn’t say not to let you deliver it to your door. There are other things, so I’ll be busy!”

Gao Zhiyong's chest rose and fell violently. He wanted to vent his inner anger loudly, but in the end he restrained himself.

Half an hour later, Gao Zhiyong walked out of the wholesale market dejectedly. He visited all the more than ten fruit shops in the wholesale market. The prices were indeed very uniform. Most of the fruit dealers gave 2-3 cents per catty for recycling.

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Only two bosses said that if the quality of Gao Zhiyong’s grapes could reach first-class fruit quality, they could be given a recycling price of 5 cents/jin.
Chapter completed!