slack farmer in the wasteland

Chapter 162 The Lion's Big Opening

"what?!"

Akio Matsuda looked at Cang Hai with a dumbfounded look, and Soichiro Oda and Yota Oshima had the same expression. No matter how they imagined it, they never thought that when the three of them said they wanted to buy all the watermelons from Cang Hai's family, Cang Hai Hai actually gave such a price that they couldn't even imagine.

Huahai smiled and raised one finger, then raised another one, and said, "I think this price is very reasonable!"

Akio Matsuda said: "Impossible, Mr. Cang, what price are you selling in Shanghai? I don't know, but now you actually called out 120 yuan per catty, which is several times the price. Is it the way of the guest?"

Not to mention this price, even if it is half of the price, Akio Matsuda is not qualified to agree to the position, not to mention that there is no patent authorization, and it cannot be planted in Japan.

"Our friends are friends, and business is business. Just like what you said just now, when you talk about business, I will always make an offer and you counter-offer. If it is really inappropriate, our business will not be righteous," Cang Hai said.

Now the three Japanese looked at the smile on Cang Hai's face, and suddenly a sense of bitterness welled up in their hearts. When they came, they didn't expect to face such a price. It is an easy task to snatch this new watermelon from the hands of young people who are [-] years old, and young people without roots and roots.

Even Matsuda and Akio think that the company's idea is a bit too simple. Now whoever is engaged in science in China doesn't know how to register patents, and who doesn't know about intellectual property rights.

People in China are not decades ago, when you just give some money and let you take things, but they never thought that Canghai actually offered such an outrageous price.

"Mr. Cang, to be honest, it's meaningless for us to discuss business at this price, because I didn't get such a high authorization when I came here!" Matsuda Akio said with a bitter face.

Cang Hai continued to say with a smile on his face: "If you don't have such a high authorization, you should relax. I will take you to see the melon fields tomorrow. After watching the melon fields, I will slaughter a sheep. Let's go tomorrow night." , while drinking beer and eating mutton skewers".

Seeing the three Japanese's faces look like bitter gourd skin, Cang Hai felt that he should not stay any longer, although he wanted to see their faces high and drink a song, but it was too impolite.

"That's it, you guys go to bed early, let's go to see the melon field tomorrow morning" Cang Hai smiled at the three of them, said good night, turned and left the old kiln.

When Cang Hai walked away, Akio Matsuda and the others looked at me and I looked at you, speechless for a while.

"Matsuda-kun, what should we do?" Soichiro Oda was sweating all over his face now: "Do you want to talk to Cang Hai again tomorrow morning?"

Oshima Yota also had a bitter face: "There is no need to continue the negotiation. Even if he cuts the price in half, are we qualified to agree?"

Akio Matsuda thought for a while, and said seriously: "It's really not necessary, but tomorrow we will do our own things well tomorrow, and wait for news from the headquarters when we go back!"

"Matsuda-kun!" Kojima Yota shouted anxiously.

Akio Matsuda turned pale, and wanted to smile at Oshima Yota, but unfortunately he couldn't squeeze out a smile anyway: "Let's leave after watching the melon fields tomorrow, you two are waiting for news here, and I'm returning to the devil All, I think someone from the headquarters will soon come over to negotiate with Cang Hai on my behalf."

The headquarters thought that a simple task like going to the toilet was messed up by himself. Without thinking, Akio Matsuda knew how annoyed the headquarters would be, and how many people scolded himself as a useless idiot behind his back, so he heard Cang poster When the price was paid that he never dreamed of, Akio Matsuda's heart was shattered.

Oshima Yota said: "You are not responsible for this matter. I think that Mr. Lu Yanzhi probably already knows our details, even if he doesn't know, he understands what we do."

"You tell the person who will replace me to negotiate," Matsuda Akio said.

Hearing Matsuda Akio's words, Oshima Yota and Oda Soichiro felt uncomfortable.

When the three people in the cave were frowning, Cang Hai was eating a vegetable burrito deliciously.

"Haiwazi?"

Hearing someone calling him, Cang Hai stretched his head towards the direction of the voice, took a look and found that Wei Wenkui was standing on the platform of his house waving to him.

He reached out and nodded himself, seeing Wei Wenkui nodding his head a few more times, Cang Hai walked down the slope while chewing on the cake.

"Uncle Wei, what's the matter?"

"Go Inside and Talk"

As he spoke, Wei Wenkui dragged Cang Hai into the kiln.

Opening the gauze curtain, Cang Hai looked at the people in the room and said in amazement, "Everyone is here!"

A group of people sat in Wei Wenkui's house, and the gentlemen from every household in the village arrived, and even Ping An sat on the small bench in the house.

"Haiwazi, I asked you if the Japanese here want to buy watermelons?" Hu Shijie didn't argue with Cang Hai, and directly asked about the business.

"Yes!" Cang Hai stuffed the last pancake into his mouth, patted the powder on his hands, then pulled a bench and sat down.

"How much can you sell for a catty, and how many catties do the Japanese charge?" Li Liren listened, and glanced at Li Lida, his elder brother: "Fifteen or ten?"

"What? Are you interested in growing melons and selling them to the Japanese?" Cang Hai asked with a smile after looking up.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Hu Shijie took a puff of dry tobacco, organized his words and said: "If the Japanese want more, we will naturally plant them. If they want less, then you should plant them."

Hearing that the Japanese came to buy watermelons, young and old didn't think much about it, but when Ping An said that Canghai prepared watermelons for 20 and [-] yuan each, they immediately became restless, so everyone went to Wei Wenkui's house to discuss the matter.

Originally, in their view, the Japanese came to buy melons, and the price was so low. In their view, what we sell to foreigners is cheap, but what foreigners sell in China is expensive. nice one.

There are also people in the county who grow watermelons to sell, but why don't the big guys follow suit?It’s better to grow food on the ground honestly, isn’t it because watermelons are not easy to sell, even if Canghai’s watermelons are good, but they are so expensive, in the eyes of the villagers, whoever buys them is really a fool!Sales will definitely not work.

"Ten yuan, fifteen? They think it's beautiful, let's buy a melon vine." Cang Hai laughed.

Wei Wenkui laughed and said, "Haiwazi, don't brag about it. Watermelon at ten yuan or fifteen a catty is not good enough. If the Japanese accept this price, I won't grow anything next year. I will follow you to grow watermelons." Yes. Even if it’s ten yuan a catty, if I open a piece of land on the slope, it’s as big as it is now, and it’s worth hundreds of thousands a year, right? No, I have to plant some ration fields for my family to eat !"

"If the Japanese give this price, it will be like this," Cang Hai said with a nod.

"Hundreds of thousands a year. I just called all my children and grandchildren back. What kind of jobs are they doing? Li Liren blinked his eyes, and he couldn't figure it out for a long time. How did he get an income of hundreds of thousands? Come on, but if you don't understand it, then don't count it, just open your mouth and speak out your thoughts.

Cang Hai’s original intention of planting watermelons was just like this. Now there are several old men and women in this village, just Cang Hai himself, plus the three young men Ping An and Shi Wei, who don’t have much vitality at all. In any case, there must be old and young, children and dogs running all over the village, what is it like now.

Originally, Cang Hai's plan was that when the watermelon was planted, everyone would come back, including those who worked in the city, pick up a slope and plant watermelon, take good care of it for a year, and then take a dozen or 20 yuan in their pockets.In this way, one doesn't have to wipe sweat on the factory assembly line, and the other doesn't have to work hard on the construction site. It would be nice for everyone to live a leisurely life with their wives and children.Now life in the village is monotonous.

"Liren, don't talk about that useless." Hu Shijie said to Li Liren, then looked at Cang Hai: "What price did you offer the Japanese?"

"One hundred twenty!"

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

Hearing the price, the old men choked on the cigarettes in their mouths, and it took them a while to catch their breath.

"The Japanese agreed?"

The eyes of the old men suddenly had an inexplicable look, and Cang Hai was startled by this look, as if he was being stared at by some ferocious old wolves.

Hu Shijie and the others were immediately terrified. Watermelons cost one hundred and twenty pounds a catty. Where are watermelons grown here? It is said that the children in the family do not need to work, and the family is separated. Even if the children and grandchildren lie down to eat, as long as the Japanese want melons, the children and grandchildren can have something to rely on.

First, when it comes to matters related to descendants, the old men always pay special attention to it, which is also a tradition that has been passed down for thousands of years.

Cang Hai replied: "No promise!"

Hu Shijie was immediately annoyed by Cang Hai: "I didn't promise you what nonsense! I still have ten thousand and one catties, will anyone buy it? If no one buys it, it's a fart!"

"How much did the Japanese pay?" Li Lida asked.

"Who knows, they asked me how much I wanted per catty, so I quoted a price of one hundred and two and told them the base price. If it is lower than this amount, I won't sell it," Cang Hai said.

Li Licheng shook his head and said: "Could it be that you lost your mind and went crazy, you kid, no one would want it."

"Grandpa Cheng, what you said is that if they don't want it, then they don't want it. I won't sell it if I don't pay the price, and I won't lower the price even if I eat it at home." Cang Hai said with a smile.

Cang Hai thought in his heart that even if he couldn't pay this price, he would have to pay eighty or ninety.

Ever since he knew that the company behind Akio Matsuda was not a melon dealer, but a biotechnology company, Cang Hai knew that the melons he planted were taken by the little devils. It must not be as simple as the Japanese wanting to eat melons. There must be something that he does not know. And it was something Matsuda Akio's company wanted.

Based on the principle that even if the meat is rotten, it will rot in his own pot. Cang Hai directly quoted such a price. Of course, if the Japanese want this price, Cang Hai will also sell it. The folks planted together. If the Japanese think it is expensive, then Canghai will not sell it. I will take a few melons to the professor over there for analysis and analysis to see what else is special about the melons besides deliciousness.

(End of this chapter)