Chapter 201: Encountering a Good Thing
"25 cents a pound, you can sell it at 26 cents a pound."
Chen Jianye continued.
"Jianye, 2.6 yuan a pound, others will definitely call me a profiteer."
"The price you offered is too high. It can't be sold at all."
Qiu Jibin smiled bitterly.
I was thinking about how to explain the principles of market trading to my childhood friend.
A commodity cannot be sold at any price the seller wants.
It depends on whether the buyer is willing to pay for it.
There is no point in pricing the product at 10 million if the buyer is unwilling to pay.
"You'll know if the price I gave you is reasonable when you try my sweet potatoes later."
Chen Jianye is very confident.
"alright."
Qiu Jibin agreed reluctantly, but he had made up his mind not to accept the supplies that Chen Jianye was reselling.
Doing business is risky.
When friends work together in business and lose money, it is easy to hurt feelings.
If it doesn't make money, Qiu Jibin would rather not do it.
After a while.
"Jianye, do you get your sweet potatoes from someone else?"
Qiu Jibin asked one more question.
"What's wrong?"
Chen Jianye didn't say yes or no, but asked instead.
"If you buy goods from others, you must keep the purchase price within 20 cents per pound."
"This way you give me 21 cents per pound, and I sell it for 22 cents per pound, and we both make money."
"If your cost price is too high, you will end up wasting the goods when you get them back."
Qiu Jibin said kindly.
"Well, I know."
Chen Jianye was deeply touched.
My childhood friend is still honest.
About half an hour later, Qiu Jibin led Chen Jianye to an alley.
"My home is inside, let's go."
Qiu Jibin entered the alley and said.
Chen Jianye followed.
After walking around the alley for a few times, Qiu Jibin came to a bungalow.
It was dusk at this time, the door of the bungalow was open, and the aroma of food wafted from inside.
"Haoran's home is in another alley. I told him, and he will come over later."
Qiu Jibin got out of the car and walked into the bungalow casually: "Dad, Mom, Jianye is here."
Chen Jianye followed him into the bungalow and saw the familiar Mr. and Mrs. Qiu in his memory, with white hair and looking much older.
"Jianye, it's really you."
"I've grown so big in the blink of an eye."
Mother Qiu enthusiastically grabbed Chen Jianye's hands and patted them constantly.
"Smoke one?"
Father Qiu took out the Daqianmen and handed it to Chen Jianye.
"Thank you, uncle."
Chen Jianye took the cigarette, put it on his ear, and took off the cloth bag on his body: "Auntie, I came here in a hurry, and I didn't bring anything good."
"You kid, you just come, why do you bring anything with you?"
Mother Qiu scolded with a stern face.
"That's right, you come to my house to eat, bring food, and treat us as outsiders."
Father Qiu also said unhappily.
Having said that, Mother Qiu was still very happy to take the cloth bag from Chen Jianye.
Qiu's father took Chen Jianye and Qiu Jibin out to smoke.
"Mom, Jianye brought some sweet potatoes. Peel them, cut them, and steam two."
Qiu Jibin shouted before going out.
"Jibin, where are your sister and brother?"
Chen Jianye asked in a low voice with some confusion in his eyes.
He remembered that Qiu Jibin had a younger sister and a younger brother.
However, Chen Jianye did not ask Qiu's father, but asked Qiu Jibin in a low voice.
Worried that something had happened to the Qiu family, he asked rashly, which made Qiu's father feel uncomfortable.
"My brother had an accident a few years ago, and my sister got married last year."
Qiu Jibin said in a low voice.
"An accident?"
Chen Jianye frowned.
"I'll tell you later."
"Before, my dad wanted to find you and marry my sister to you, but he couldn't wait for you and my sister has grown up."
"If I had met you last year, maybe we could have become relatives."
Qiu Jibin said with a smile.
"Everything is unpredictable."
Chen Jianye pursed his lips.
"Yeah, things are unpredictable."
"It's good enough that we can live our lives well."
Qiu Jibin echoed.
Three grown men were smoking in the alley.
Father Qiu glanced at Chen Jianye's new bicycle, opened his mouth, but finally didn't ask about the bicycle.
Instead, he asked about the tombs of Chen Tuntian and Liu Guixiang.
Chen Jianye told the truth.
"Go over there when you have time. Your parents are good people. It's a pity."
Father Qiu sighed.
"Thank you, Uncle Qiu. My parents would be very happy if they knew someone still cares about them."
Chen Jianye said gratefully.
"I heard about your family from Jibin."
"It's not easy. You're the only one in the Chen family now. You have to stand up for yourself."
"If you have any difficulties, come to our house and have a seat. We can't help you much, but we will try to help you wherever we can."
Father Qiu said honestly: "You and our Jibin are childhood friends. Young people should communicate more."
"I know."
Chen Jianye said politely.
"I heard you found a partner? When are you getting married?"
Mr. Qiu asked the usual questions of his elders.
"Soon, maybe within half a month."
Chen Jianye said.
"That's great. Settle down quickly. As a man, you need to have a family before you can settle down and start a career."
After praising him, Father Qiu turned around and scolded his son: "Jibin, you have to learn from Jianye and try to get married within half a month."
"Dad, I know."
Qiu Jibin nodded.
"Hey, you're all here."
Before the three of them finished smoking, Hu Haoran arrived.
"You came just in time. If it were any later we would have to wait for you to start eating."
Qiu Jibin said with a smile.
"Uncle, I'm sorry, something delayed me."
Hu Haoran took out a pack of Da Zhongjiu cigarettes and gave them to Qiu's father first, and then to Qiu Jibin and Chen Jianye.
"It's not too late, it's just the right time."
"You three can chat, I'll go back and serve the food."
Father Qiu put the Da Chongjiu into his cigarette box, turned and went into the house, and busy himself with the reception with his wife.
"Jianye, how long have you been here?"
Hu Haoran asked.
"I just got here, look, I haven't even finished my cigarette."
Chen Jianye raised the cigarette between his fingers.
"That is not bad."
Hu Haoran felt a little more at ease.
"Where have you been? We were supposed to go with you to pick up Jianye, but why are you so late?"
Qiu Jibin asked unhappily.
"I found a good product and spent more than an hour on it."
Hu Haoran chuckled.
"How much did you get it for? What price can you sell it for?"
Qiu Jibin asked quickly.
The two have a long-term collaboration.
When Hu Haoran collects garbage, he walks around the streets and collects antiques.
The collected antiques were given to Qiu Jibin to help sell them.
Earn the difference.
So if Hu Haoran receives good goods, Qiu Jibin can also make some money.
Mosquito legs are also meat.
Since I'm a profiteer, I'll naturally do any business that can make money.
"Twenty bucks for it, and the price I sell it for depends on whether I can find a suitable buyer."
"The minimum guarantee is doubled."
Hu Haoran squinted his eyes.
"Okay, don't worry, I'll help you find it."
Qiu Jibin was happy.
In the antique business, there are no fixed prices.
The price fluctuations are quite large.
It is normal to have a price difference of three or five yuan between different sellers.
So Qiu Jibin’s role is actually very important.
"Okay, you can come to my place later to get the goods, according to the old rules."
Hu Haoran grinned.
Chen Jianye listened on the side without interrupting.
The three of them finished smoking and went back into the house.
There were four dishes on the table.
There was meat and wine, and the configuration was very luxurious.
Supplies are very scarce at this stage.
The Qiu family can set up this table, on the one hand, because they value Chen Jianye, and on the other hand, it proves that Qiu Jibin can indeed make money.
Since ancient times, doing business has been a shortcut to wealth.
A trader is a businessman. If he does well, he will never starve.