What he had not expected was how straightforward the other man would be. He said outright that fresh cuttlefish fetched thirty-five cents a jin at the pier, and it took about six jin to produce one jin dried, putting the cost at a little over two yuan. He would sell it for two yuan fifty, his lowest price.
Boss Zhou agreed on the spot without even trying to bargain.
He had rehearsed plenty of things to say and had been ready to talk around the subject and reason with him, only to find none of it was needed.
He had inflated the figures a little to leave himself more room for profit. Besides, although the purchase price at the pier was thirty-three cents, they would sell for at least thirty-eight cents once hauled into the city. Calculated that way, the cost after drying really would be a little over two yuan.
Selling at two yuan fifty really was not expensive at all!
It was an exceptionally, exceptionally fair price!
Thinking of it that way, he accepted it with a clear conscience. Luckily, he had not listened entirely to his wife and had kept his wits about him, padding the figures a little.
The purchase price at the pier did not represent the wholesale price in the city. A person could not be too honest. Honest people could not make money.
If he had known, he would have quoted a little higher...
This... the man had agreed far too readily. Now he regretted not asking for more...
Ah, people were full of contradictions.
After hanging up, he only regretted it a little. Still, he was fairly easy to satisfy. He would make money either way. At seventy cents of profit on over three hundred jin, he could earn over two hundred