Jiang Shengnan: "Fine, then. Tell me, how should we price the baby bok choy?"
Luo Fan: "How about one Weird Crystal for ten jin of baby bok choy?"
Jiang Shengnan: "Are you robbing us of Weird Crystals? Do you know one Weird Crystal can buy a thousand jin of Fierce Beast Meat?"
Luo Fan: "Then go buy Fierce Beast Meat. Why buy baby bok choy?"
Jiang Shengnan: "..."
When Jiang Shengnan remained silent for a long time, Luo Fan was in no hurry either. He was the one calling the shots here. What was there to hurry about?
Jiang Shengnan: "Comrade Luo Fan, they say to ask high and bargain low, but isn't your asking price a bit outrageous? In the Trading Section, you sell about thirty jin of baby bok choy for one Weird Crystal, shipping included, yet we only get ten jin?"
"We need a large quantity. I think forty jin of baby bok choy for one Weird Crystal would be more reasonable."
"Would you consider it?"
Seeing this message from Jiang Shengnan, Luo Fan sat up a little straighter. Had someone else taken over the negotiations? He could tell from the wording that this was not Jiang Shengnan's tone.
Sure enough, for a long-term supply contract like this, Jiang Shengnan was only there to make the connection. The Aerospace Base would not leave the negotiations to her.
Luo Fan: "If this were before the apocalypse, when the supply of fruit and vegetables exceeded demand, I would naturally give you a discount for buying more."
"But in today's world, do you know how much effort it takes me to get this baby bok choy? And you want a thousand jin supplied every day. Who else could manage that?"
Jiang Shengnan: "Comrade Luo Fan, say no more. We know