Chapter 370 Deal
When the pawn shop boy came out, he was followed by the pawn shop steward. When he saw Nanzhi, he just smiled and said hello.
"Dong Lin's family."
The manager smiled warmly, but he would not be so warm if someone else came to the shop to buy something.
The most indispensable thing in Yancheng is the rich, but he knows that in Dong Lin's family, there has been a rumor in the city that the fiancée of the city lord is this one.
They are not short of money, but they are short of protection.
Since the previous city lord left, Yan City has been quiet on the outside, but it has been in chaos behind the scenes.
In business, there are always people who want to compete for that position. Those with little background and short time in Yancheng are naturally the ones who are easiest to prey on.
On the surface, their boss doesn't appear to be panicking, but the one in Kyoto is now unable to protect himself. In the end, they have to pin their hopes on Yancheng in Yancheng.
In the past, I heard that some people went to the city lord's mansion with money, but in the end they were thrown out together with the baggage.
If this Lin Dongjia is really that person, he must have left a personal relationship. If not, he can also form a good relationship.
At least this boss Lin is not a simple person.
"These are the goods in our shop." The steward clapped his hands, and the guys holding the boxes behind him came forward one after another. Two more people brought a long table over, and the others opened the boxes in their hands. One is placed on the table.
"This is the three-hundred-year-old ginseng in our store, which was sold for five hundred taels of silver." The steward said with a smile on his face, pointing to the largest wooden box.
The box was opened, and a layer of white cotton was spread underneath. The old ginseng was not big, and the fibrous roots were intact. Thin gold wires were used to fix it in several places.
Looking at the old ginseng plant, Nanzhi was in a daze. Even though she was not familiar with these things, she could tell at a glance that it was of excellent quality.
Rumor has it that ginseng is more likely to become a spirit as it gets older, but this ginseng has already taken on a human form.
"This is a 210-year-old ginseng. It costs 360 taels to sell."
The second wooden box also had a cotton bottom, and a ginseng plant was fixed with gold threads. Compared with its size, it was larger than the previous one, and its roots were equally complete.
Nanzhi nodded without speaking.
The steward was stunned for a moment, then continued.
"This plant is a hundred years old, and the selling price is one hundred and thirty taels of silver."
Nanzhi looked up at the ginseng plant. The ginseng was smaller than the previous two plants, had many roots, and looked pretty good.
Sun Cui was already frightened by the steward's quotation.
She knew that ginseng was expensive, but she never thought it would be so expensive.
A ginseng plant costs 500 taels, which can be used as half a restaurant and three courtyards.
Little Yuanbao sat aside and watched eagerly, but he knew that the money he brought was simply not enough.
The steward then looked at several other ginseng plants in their 20s and 30s. Compared to the previous ones, they were simpler. They were just wrapped in oil paper and placed in fried rice.
"I wonder if Mr. Lin's family is interested in it?"
The steward asked softly, and after a pause he added: "If Mr. Lin wants something, we can make it cheaper."
Nanzhi Gu thought for a while and then said: "I wonder how much cheaper those 210-year-old ginseng can be?"
Seeing her asking the question, the manager felt relieved and said quickly: "If Dong Lin's family really wants it, three hundred and forty taels will be enough."
He knew about this old ginseng. The shopkeeper said it would be fine as long as it cost no less than three hundred taels.
He left forty taels of silver to himself, so if they still wanted to counter-offer, they would still have something to say.
This is a common method of doing business.
Nanzhi frowned, seeming a little dissatisfied. Seeing this, the manager quickly added another sentence.
"If you still think it's expensive, just lower it by five taels of silver." After saying that, the manager put on a wry smile.
"Dr. Lin, you are also in business, so you must also know that this old ginseng is inherently precious, and one that is more than a hundred years old is even more rare.
This plant we have here is a rare product. It was originally going to be sent to Kyoto. That is to say, you just happened to be here, so I took it out first to see if there was anything you could use. "
Sun Cui on the side wanted to roll her eyes after hearing this, but she still held it back.
These words were quite flattering to them.
Many business owners in Yancheng are in Kyoto, and even those who set up stalls know about them.
If he really wanted to be sent to Kyoto, would he still stay here?
If he is really a businessman, he is always good at talking.
"Really? That will delay you." Nanzhi apologized, ready to fight with them.
She only wanted the one hundred-year-old ginseng, so she took the two-hundred-year-old ginseng first, just so she could talk better later.
But in the end it still depends on whether Yuan Bao can understand what she means.
The two of them talked for a long time, and Xiao Yuanbao felt someone tap him lightly on his back. Then his eyes lit up and Gu Zuo said unhappy.
"Auntie, I don't want that."
The little girl pouted and pretended to be arrogant.
"Yuanbao is good." Nanzhi patted her little butt gently without saying anything else.
"Auntie, they don't have a thousand years, let's go!"
The little girl jumped off the stool and pulled Nanzhi to walk out.
The manager had never seen such a battle before, and he was confused at the time.
Usually, it is men who discuss business, and women who come to do business say they can win by just negotiating the price.
But which play is this little doll singing today?
Sun Cui also stood up and wanted to lead people out.
Nanzhi looked embarrassed.
The steward's face turned a little pale.
These ginseng are usually displayed in the warehouse, and they are rarely brought out to see people. Today, I took them all out. It will not be in vain.
"Man in charge, I'm sorry to trouble you this time."
Nanzhi looked apologetic, and the steward's face changed color, which made him look unsightly.
The next second I heard her speak.
"My child is in a hurry to leave, and I don't want you to work in vain. Just wrap one of the 20-year-old ginseng for me. As for the rest, I wonder how much less the 100-year-old steward can do? What if? The price is right, so I bought it too.”
The steward's face suddenly became much better, and he immediately waved his hand to have the 20-year-old ginseng wrapped.
As for the one hundred years old, the steward gritted his teeth and counted them.
"Since Mr. Lin's family is so happy, I only need a hundred taels of ginseng that is one hundred years old."
"Then please ask the shopkeeper to wrap them up for me. I'll take them all."
Nanzhi had a smile on her face, and little Yuanbao no longer looked as "arrogant" as before, and just stood beside her obediently, staring at him with a pair of big innocent eyes.
The person in charge felt like he had swallowed a fly in his throat, neither swallowing nor spitting it out.
"good."
The twenty-year-old ginseng was collected at ninety taels of silver and sold for nineteen taels. The one hundred-year-old ginseng was recovered at eighty taels of silver.
Now that he sold it for a hundred taels, he didn't know if he would be reprimanded when the shopkeeper came back.