Chapter 682 The young widow who inherited her dead husband’s estate (32)

Chapter 682 The young widow who inherited her dead husband’s estate (32)

The young widow who inherited her dead husband's estate (Part 32)

Song Ning didn't expect that it was actually true.

He was just making a random guess. After all, the only one who had really tasted the vegetables from his vegetable garden was the little white fox.

Lance also responded, "So you're not on vacation, you're here to do some work?"

He asked sarcastically, "Are you considered a buyer?"

Dong Dafu was a little speechless, "Brother, you..."

"Well, actually, I guess so." He scratched his hair, "But I didn't come here alone. Another colleague who came with me last time came with me. He's in the back and should be here soon."

As soon as I mentioned the name of the devil, he appeared. A middle-aged man, my former colleague, was driving a truck and honking outside.

"Hello, where is the car parked?"

"Brother Liang, you're here," Dong Dafu said hello to the outside, and then quickly turned around and said to the two of them, "This vegetable is specially provided for the little white fox. It will be very useful now that it has been recruited. Just name your price. I think the higher-ups will approve it if it's not too outrageous."

After saying that, he ran out to help park the car.

Song Ning glanced at Lance and asked.

"What price do you want?"

He doesn't know much about his cooking yet.

Lance comforted him, "Talk to them later. The vegetables you grow are special and have more spiritual energy. They should be able to sell for a good price. Let's ask around first."

What he meant by inquiring was actually asking Dong Dafu and Brother Liang a little bit. Dong Dafu had just joined the company not long ago and didn't know much, but Brother Liang was knowledgeable.

He pondered for a moment, then took out a price list and handed it to the two men.

"These are some of the current exchange prices in our office. You can refer to them."

Song Ning and Lance took it and took a look.

These are the exchange prices of some medicinal materials, with different spiritual energy values ​​marked on them. The prices are very transparent. For those below one hundred, basically one spiritual energy equals one dollar. For those above one hundred, they start to appreciate in value, and starting from five hundred, there are basically very few.

After reading it, Lance's eyes fell on Dong Dafu.

Dong Dafu:?

Song Ning was also looking at him, and Dong Dafu slapped his thigh and understood.

"Are you using me as a tool?"

Lance smiled slightly, "You can't say that, this is called those who are capable should do more work."

Song Ning also nodded, "Yes, doesn't this allow you to maximize your abilities?"

Dong Dafu looked at the two of them suspiciously, "I suspect that you two are actually using me as a free identification machine."

Although he kept mumbling something, he still went to watch it obediently.

The little white fox is quite picky about food. It won't eat white radish. It said it has tasted it and it likes the taste of cabbage best.

Dong Dafu took a look around and gave a rough estimate.

"It has good taste. The cabbage has an average spiritual energy of fifteen, while the white radish and beans are basically between ten and thirteen."

He calculated and felt happy for Song Ning.

"Sure, you two have formed a powerful alliance. Even if you can sell a pound of vegetables like this for ten yuan, it will be quite profitable."

Brother Liang also smiled naively, "Indeed, and you may not have fully understood your abilities yet. If you study them further later, you may be able to grow your spiritual energy to over 20, which will be even more valuable."

If it's 21 kilograms, then the price is very attractive.

Lance nodded. "We will work hard. We also raise chickens and ducks. Growing vegetables may not improve much in a short time, but chickens and ducks can be raised for a longer time. I wonder if we can hope to break 100 by then."

If it's over 100 yuan, then it would be 200 yuan per pound. No matter how light a chicken is, it would weigh at least 3 pounds. If it's well raised, a chicken could weigh 5 pounds. Basically, a chicken would cost over 1,000 yuan.

Thinking about it this way, Song Ning suddenly realized that if he calculated it this way, then he wouldn't seem to be at a loss?

And you can make a lot of money?

"That depends on whether you can do it. If you can really make over a hundred, we will take as many as you can."

Brother Liang said cheerfully, "One hundred is basically a threshold. We have found a lot of good things in our department now, but it is really difficult to break one hundred. Come on, everyone."

There was obviously a hint of unrealistic expectation in his words, but more of it was the belief that Song Ning and others could not meet this standard.

Song Ning himself is not clear about his own abilities, but Lance knows it very well.

The little prince's abilities are not as simple as they reported, but in this case, they have to be covered up a little.

"We are just dreaming first. If it really comes true, we will have to bother you again."

Lance said, changing the subject, "Then I wonder how much you guys are going to charge?"

"The boss's message is to collect 1,000 kilograms first, in case the little white fox gets tired of eating."

Brother Liang took out a contract from his arms and said, "But if there is a need later, I should continue to order with you."

Song Ning paused as he stretched out his hand, "One thousand pounds?"

Or just 'first'?

How much can that little white fox eat?

"Oh, don't get me wrong. We employees also need to eat a little. But I forgot that there are several dishes. I'll ask the director later if they're acceptable."

So that's what it is. Song Ning then took a look at the contract, handed it to Lance, and signed the contract after confirming that there was no problem.

One thousand kilograms is not a lot. Except for Brother Liang who did not help, the three of them picked the fruits and put them directly into the truck driven by Brother Liang.

Song Ning originally wanted to treat them to a meal, but unfortunately the two were on a business trip and couldn't stay long, so he thought about it and picked up a bag of tomatoes for each of them.

"Although these tomatoes are still a little late, they are already very good to eat now. They taste sour and sweet, and have a very tomato-like flavor. You can take them with you to eat on the road."

Dong Dafu accepted it with a chuckle, and Brother Liang seemed to say thank you and also accepted it calmly.

After seeing this, Lance roughly guessed why this person came to the field this time. It seems that you can't judge a person by his appearance. This person looks honest and simple, but he is actually very thoughtful and knows exactly what to say and what to do.

After seeing the two people off, Song Ning looked at the remittance he had just received with some happiness.

One thousand kilograms of vegetables were sold for fifteen thousand yuan. This price was much better than the prices he had been worried about finding before. Now he finally felt relieved.

"Not worried anymore?"

Lance also knew about his previous worries, so he came over to congratulate him, "Congratulations, Boss Song, you have finally made your first deal."

"Brother, please stop laughing at me," Song Ning was a little embarrassed, but couldn't help but share his joy with Lance, "I didn't expect my ability to be so useful. I was a little worried that you were just kidding me."

After all, beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. What if Lance’s filter for him is too thick?

Lance's eyes softened a few degrees, as did his tone.

"I don't have to coax you about these things, because I have plenty of opportunities to coax you about other things."

Song Ning's ears felt hot and he turned away hastily.

"Ah, I just saw that the tomatoes in the field are almost done. Why don't we have some tomatoes with sugar and make some scrambled eggs with tomatoes tonight?"