In the next few days, the price war between Lin Xu and the Song family was in full swing!
The Song family's strategy is to obtain the maximum profit at the minimum cost, so they sell a limited number of 50 pieces of cloth every day, and will not sell any more than one piece.
As for Lin Xu, in the first two days, 100 pieces of cloth were supplied every day. Starting from the third day, the supply doubled, and 200 pieces of cloth were supplied every day!
However, the rule that each person is limited to purchasing five feet of cloth has not changed.
If unlimited purchases were made, such cheap cotton would have been snatched up by those second-rate dealers long ago, and ordinary people would not be able to buy anything at all!
As for those second-rate dealers who hire people to queue up to buy, that's out of control for the time being.
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Song Ji Buzhuang.
"We only supply 50 pieces of cloth every day, but Lin Xu is lucky. Not only did he not reduce the supply, he even increased the daily supply to 200 pieces of cloth. And I heard that he has plans to continue to expand the supply of cloth!"
"I've seen people who waste money, but I've never seen people who waste money like this!"
"In the past few days, vendors from many surrounding prefectures and counties have flocked to Gangneung to buy fabrics! If you buy it, you will make money, but these bastards are very happy!"
"Second brother, what do you think Lin Xu is thinking? Why can't I see his way clearly!"
Song Jinjiang asked in a very depressed and puzzled tone.
"I can't guess what Lin Xu is thinking..."
Master Song shook his head solemnly: "However, we can infer from this that this boy must be very rich! Otherwise, he will definitely not be able to sustain such a money-burning method!"
"Isn't the way he gets money from fabrics? Now he is not making any money selling fabrics, but actually losing money. In addition, he has to support so many people, how can he get so much money to waste?"
"It seems like this guy must have another source of income!"
"What other source of income could he have?"
"I don't know about this either! The spies I sent to Linshan Village haven't responded yet, so it seems the situation is in danger! There's no chance of stealing the dye formula!"
After saying this frustrating thing, Master Song suddenly raised his eyebrows again, with a sinister sneer on his face: "However, I have already said hello to those cotton suppliers, and they all agreed not to give Lin any more money.
Lin Xu has supplied the goods! If this happens, Lin Xu’s textile factory will inevitably stop working!”
"The reason why those foreigners brought their families to Linshan Village is to work and eat! Once there are no jobs to work, trouble will inevitably occur!"
"When the time comes, Lin Xu's rear will be in chaos, and there will be no fabric to sell in the front!"
"So both ends are in trouble, let's see how he handles it!"
"If even Lin Xu himself is in chaos, then we will have an opportunity!" This chapter has been completed!