Reborn as the richest man in India.

Chapter 15 Gifts with 'taste'
Jogo told Senao and others the truth about the export price of hair.

Here are all people he can trust, and there is nothing he can't say now.

After knowing the truth, everyone was stunned. How much profit is this?

Humble hair is so profitable?

"So don't think that I'm giving you a lot, but it's actually very little." Qiao Ge looked at Jajam and the two of them and said.

"No, master, this is already a lot for us." Jajam said hastily.

He is still clear that it is impossible for Jogo to make so much money by finding a buyer and being able to export it.

Now that I can earn so much, I am very satisfied, but I dare not have too many ideas.

After all, Jogo can do this to anyone.

"Qiao Ge, can we buy hair, and then sell it to you at their price." Lahu suddenly said.

"Yes, I also have this idea." Sen Gao also said, "We can find someone to help buy some hair, what do you think of Qiao Ge?"

Gao Misha also stated that he wanted to help buy hair.

All three of them were businessmen, and quickly figured out the profits in the hair trade.

Jogo exports cotton, and the profit is about 2 rupees per kilogram, while their suppliers earn a little less, most of which are less than 1 rupees per kilogram.

According to what Gal and the others bought before, how can they earn 5 rupees per kilogram of hair, which is a 5-fold gap, and it is only a lot more.

This made them very excited.

"Sure." Jogo laughed, "But I think the three uncles don't need to recruit people like Gal and others to buy from the private sector. Based on your conditions, you can go to temples around Mumbai to buy. I believe that the hair from these temples is bought. Most of the prices are 10 rupees per kilogram, so my purchase price for you is 20 rupees per kilogram."

"Really?" Senao asked in surprise.

Gao Misha and Lahudi fixed their eyes on Jogo.

They know that most of those temples have stored hair for nearly two months, and each temple has two or three tons of hair. That is to say, they can earn two to thirty thousand rupees as long as they take the hair from one temple.

For example, Senao provided Jogo with 200 bales of cotton this time. In fact, he only earned about US$10 per bale of cotton, which is 2.52 rupees when converted into rupees.

The profit of a temple is the same as the 200 bales of cotton he bought so hard, can you not be tempted?
"Jogo, are we taking advantage of you?" Senao quickly said, "After all, you can buy the hair of these temples yourself."

These words made Lahudi and Gao Misha look a little embarrassed, and they were indeed suspected of competing for Jogo's benefits.

Qiao Ge couldn't help but smiled and said, "How much can I travel by myself? It's too late to thank my three uncles for their help. The Chinese said that everything within 100 tons can be done by myself within seven days." That much can be collected.”

Qiao Ge didn't mean to eat alone. With the help of Senao and the others, he could buy more hair. The benefits given to Senao and the others were nothing compared to what he earned.

As for Senao and the others, whether they will do their own hair after they know how to make money, and find a buyer by themselves, Qiao Ge doesn't care much.

For him, what he wants is to quickly accumulate some original capital now, hair is to make money, but after all, the total amount is here, and the upper limit is limited.

If you really want to make a lot of money, you have to rely on other industries.

There is nothing wrong with giving them the hair business in the future, they are all their own.

"Jogo is right." Old Gupta said with a final word.

Singer was secretly amazed at the side, no wonder this kid has been thinking about hair all the time, it turned out that he was a little tempted to make so much money, but he is not a businessman after all, so he wouldn't be in the hair business like Senao and the others.

"You two have to be careful outside, and don't do those crazy things." Old Gupta told Jajam and the two of them.

"Yes, we made a note of it. In fact, those murders, arson, drug trafficking, etc., really didn't touch it." Jajam hurriedly assured.

Slums are full of all kinds of evil.

Pornography, gambling, drugs, gangsters, human traffickers, red-light districts, drug addicts, murder, kidnapping, extortion, all kinds of crimes can be found here.

Children here often disappear for no reason, or someone suddenly drowns in a stinking ditch, and no one cares.

In the slums, a human life is worth a dog.

Gangs are naturally the biggest part of the crime.

Qiao Ge didn't say anything. They are mixed in the society, and some things are definitely not so bright. This is the way of the world. It is very rare to be able to keep some bottom lines.

This is also one of the reasons why Qiao Ge let the two of them make money. If there are legitimate means of getting money, there is no need to use some criminal means.

'Boom boom boom', someone knocked on the door again.

Aunt Seth went to open the door, and when the two people standing outside came in, the faces of everyone in the room immediately became gloomy.

Gal and Jajam rushed in front of the two who came in almost instantly, and wanted to strike with fists.

"You two, stop." Jogo yelled.

It was Gudalee Pease and Dinu Pasher.

They were good friends of old Gupta, but this time, the two of them acted too unkindly.

There is still a face, Qiao Ge feels a little strange.

"Namasdui (the term for greeting in India), Dingwa, how is your injury now? I know a very good doctor, do you want to visit him?" Gudalee Pease put his hands together and said with a smile. It seemed that Jajam and the two of them didn't see what they did just now.

In India, the height of the folded hands in greeting is very particular.

For the elderly, it should be high, with both hands at least level with the forehead; for the younger, it should be low, and can be level with the chest; for ordinary people, it should be flat, with the hands between the chest and the chin.

Dinu Pashir, who was behind Gudali, put the few gifts in his hands aside.

Jogo's face turned green when he saw the gifts they brought, but luckily no one else noticed.

What gift is it?

One cake and one drink.

Logically speaking, this is nothing, right?

It looks normal.

But the problem is that these two materials are too special and have too 'taste'.

Cow dung cake and cow urine drink.

Literally.

Cow dung cake is made by mixing cow dung and thatch, and then drying it in the sun. It can be given to friends as a high-end gift on general holidays.

Even if it is not a holiday, this is a very valuable gift.

The status of cattle in India is extremely lofty, otherwise how could there be the theory of Indian god cattle?

Indians believe that everything on a cow has a sacred aura.

Cow dung is no exception. When cow dung is burned, the fireworks produced can remove bad luck and bring good luck.

In India, there are many cow dung factories, and cow dung cakes with different prices will be packaged with different grades.

The packaging brought by Gu Dali and his wife was very exquisite, and the price was very expensive, which was equivalent to the monthly income of ordinary people, which was several hundred rupees.

Cow urine drink, which literally means this, is made from cow urine. It is also very popular in India, and it is said to be even more popular than Coca-Cola in India.

This drink is at least processed, and there are stronger ones, which are drunk directly from cow urine. According to the saying, it is naturally a cure, a blessing to bring good luck, and the like.

Isn't there a cow dung war?

It is also a festival in India.

In the years when the new crown broke out, many Indians smeared cow dung on their bodies, saying that it could resist and eliminate the virus.

This can be regarded as a local custom in India. Under the crazy religious belief, many things are normal, but Jogo really can't accept it.

(End of this chapter)