Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Although these people's education level is not high, but no matter what, they still live on the edge of the city, and they still have knowledge and hearing, so they are not completely ignorant.

Wan Feng believed that they still knew what was important.

Xia Qiulong turned back and asked Xiao Wu and Liu He to leave with the brothers, and followed Wan Feng and Zhu Zi into Qianyao Village alone.

In front of Qianyao Village, there are several earthen kilns emitting green smoke.

Passing through these kilns is a simple site. It is obvious that this site has not been cultivated for a long time, and the fragrance of the land can still be vaguely smelled.

Some sheds mainly made of wooden brackets were built on the site, and Wan Feng saw at a glance that some of the sheds had finished cement tiles piled up in them, and some of the sheds contained semi-finished products that were in the process of curing.

Wan Feng went straight to the pile of finished tiles and reached out to pick up a piece of cement tile.

From the outside, there is almost no difference between the tiles made in the front kiln and the tiles made in the back, and they are exactly the same imitation.

Knocking on the tile surface and listening to the sound made by the tile, Wan Feng smiled unwittingly.

He picked up another tile and threw it on the ground, then slammed the tile in his hand on that tile.

With a bang, the tile shattered into several large pieces.

The fact that the tiles were not smashed into pieces shows that the quality is still acceptable, maybe not as good as the tiles behind the depression, but the gap is not too big.

He bent down and picked up a fragment, looked at the fragment and nodded.

"Go and call Zheng Laosan."

Someone left quickly, and Zheng Laosan came back a few minutes later, his face still not very good-looking.

"Brother Zheng, are you just saying here?"

"Why are you asking this?"

"Next, I'm going to talk about business, so of course I need someone who has the final say. If you don't mind what you say, please bring someone who has the final say." Wan Feng spoke bluntly.

"If you have anything to say, just tell me, I just have the final say."

Wan Feng glanced over the people in the front kiln: "Is what he said true?"

Zheng Laosan became angry: "You don't believe what I say?"

"Why should I trust you, you stupid man?"

"You..." Youngest Zheng started to stare again.

"The third brother is the one who has the final say in our kiln." The man named Zhuzi who led Wan Feng here testified.

Wan Feng nodded slightly: "That's good, Brother Zheng, we're going to talk about cooperation next, you'd better change your old face to a different expression, you look at it like a cooperation with frowning eyes, and you still look at it Like a highway robbery."

Zheng Laosan blew his beard and stared: "Why, do you still want me to smile?"

"Forget it, you're just a rotten piece of wood, you can express whatever expression you like. Now let's get down to business, how many sets of molds do you have now? I want to be honest and don't be so useless. "

"Four hundred sets."

The starting point is not low. Wahou only had [-] sets of molds when he first started.

Four hundred sets of molds have an output of more than 1 pieces a month, which is not bad.

"How much is your tile cost accounting?"

Zheng Laosan hesitated for a moment: "Five points five."

This is a bit ridiculous. When the technology was first mature, the cost was only five points. Now, with the increase in technical proficiency and experience, this value has become a little more than four points.

Wan Feng didn't believe that the cost of this group of people who have been playing with tiles for decades would be higher than Wahou's original value. Even if they had never fiddled with cement tiles before, the other experience accumulated in firing tiles in the past is beyond the comparison of Wahou people. .

"to be frank."

Zheng Laosan groaned for a while again: "Four to five."

This value should be reasonable.

"I said Brother Zheng, don't there be second and third constructions in the market without first construction? Why aren't these tiles sent there?"

"They can't trust this new thing, don't."

It turned out to be the case.

"I am a person who is adhering to the fact that everyone who has money earns money. If you earn some, I will earn some. Hello, I am good, everyone is good, so, Brother Zheng, you heard clearly, I bought your tiles, and I will give you this quality Seven cents per chip price, I will give you 10 minutes to think about it, and if you agree, we will sign a contract."

"What, seven points! This price..."

Zheng Laosan fell into deep thought.

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They also spent thousands of yuan in starting the cement factory from making molds to purchasing cement and sand. This is not counting labor costs.

This is why they are anxious.

Although the other party was the culprit who caused them to lose the market, but now the other party gave them a way out, Zheng Laosan couldn't accept it for a while.

Judging from the price offered by Wan Feng, Zheng Laosan now confirms that this nanny doesn't seem to be cheating, and he really wants to buy their products.

Although the price of seven cents is a little lower than the market, it is still higher than the bottom line of profitability. According to this price, they still have a lot of profits to make.

"I said this little...little brother, the market price is more than eight cents a slice, isn't your price a little lower?"

It is a little profit to be able to win a little profit, which is the true nature of a businessman.

Wan Feng sneered: "Brother Zheng, you are right. The cement tiles on the market are indeed more than [-]% a piece, but as I said just now, I am in business, and I don't make much money. , I will give you seven cents of the price to ensure that you can support yourself and have a surplus, and at the same time, I will also earn some. This means that everyone who has money earns, there is nothing wrong with that, right?"

Zheng Laosan thinks about it too, he does not earn a little bit to do this, and he is really full.

"Also, the price of seven cents doesn't mean that you don't care about anything after the tiles are produced. You have to be responsible for sending the tiles to the construction site."

"What? You have to be responsible for sending it to the construction site?"

This seems to add a little more shipping costs.

"Do you want to do it? In a word, now is not the time to bargain." Wan Feng blocked the road with one sentence, and the farthest place from the street here is only a few miles away. They can afford it.

"I'm going to discuss this with the folks."

"10 minutes, if there is no result in 10 minutes, pull it down."

Zheng Laosan turned around and hid in the distance to discuss with the people from Qianyao, only Wan Feng and Xia Qiulong were left here.