But I didn’t buy this rice for myself. I bought it for a mysterious businessman to provide disaster relief and do good deeds for her.
It’s just for disaster relief. We don’t need such good rice. Do you have any inferior rice here?”
The shop owner glanced at Gao Yang speechlessly.
He actually bought a small amount of rice for disaster relief. Presumably the businessman was not really doing the disaster relief, but just wanted to gain fame.
However, he did have a batch of problematic old rice on hand that he had been unable to dispose of.
Now when someone came to the door, he asked: "How much rice do you want?"
"It's as bad as it is, the best is the worst, the cheapest rice, and noodles! Do you have any?"
The way of Gao Yang's desire to seduce one's heart.
When the shop owner heard this, he felt happy.
He was worried that he would lose a lot of money if he couldn't sell the defective rice.
Now someone wants to buy such rice specifically, and it just helps him solve the problem.
There was a burst of joy in his heart, but on the surface he said calmly: "Don't tell me, I really have such rice in my warehouse.
I have a batch of old rice that was shipped from the north last year. However, there was a sandstorm during the transportation, and some sand was mixed into the rice.
If you really want it, how about I give you ten cents per catty?"
"You take me to see the rice first, and then I bid."
Gao Yang said.
"Okay, they are piled in the warehouse in my backyard. Come and see them."
The shop owner said and quickly led the way.
This batch of rice has never been sold. It takes up a lot of space and loses money. He has long wanted to throw it away.
I never thought it would be sold one day!
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Soon, the store owner took Gao Yang to the warehouse. He brought a pair of scissors, cut off the seal of a bag of rice, and brought a lantern over to light it.
Gao Yang looked into the rice bag and immediately found that the rice was worse than he imagined.
I saw that the bag was full of yellow old rice, which looked like it had been aged for several years.
He reached out and picked up a handful of rice and took a closer look. He saw that the rice was mixed with a lot of sand, as well as various small stones and rice worms.
Those rice bugs range from black to milky white like maggots, and they look disgusting.
He immediately threw the rice away in disgust, frowned and said, "This rice is too bad. You still have to sell rice like this for ten cents a pound?"
The shop owner said calmly: "Sir, it depends on the year.
In years when the harvest is good, this rice is just garbage. Even the livestock will not eat it and it is not worth a penny.
But now the victims are so hungry that they eat grass roots and bark. Will they dislike such rice?
When the time comes, wash it with water to remove the sand and rice bugs, so that no one else can see it.
These days, even a mouthful of gruel is pretty good, so who dares to be picky?"
Gao Yang nodded. He scanned the warehouse and found that there was quite a lot of rice, just what he wanted.
He said: "Boss, I won't talk nonsense to you. I want all your Chen Mi."
But your price is too expensive. If I want it all, how about giving me five cents a pound?"
When the store owner heard this, he thought the price was a bit low.
But thinking that the good rice in previous years could only be sold at this price, he could take this opportunity to sell this batch of rotten rice, which was better than leaving it at a loss.
At this price, he can still make a profit.
He then said: "Okay, I promise you, five cents is five cents.
If you still need it, I have a rice trade association there, and the bosses there have a lot of old rice and noodles left that they can’t get rid of.
If you need it, how about I buy it all for you at this price?"
Many rice noodles will go bad if they are not stored properly.