Just when Han Kongque and the others were about to conduct further identification, a foreigner came up and spoke quickly.
"chink..." Because the white man spoke too fast, even Han Peacock only heard the first word, but only the first word made his face become very embarrassed.
Chink is a word used by Americans to discriminate against Chinese coolies at the end of the 19th century. It has a very derogatory connotation and is on the same level as nigger or goon. If someone calls you this word, just punch them.
However, Han Kongque did not move his fist directly. He said loudly: "White Pig, you bought this wood? You idiot who doesn't understand the rules, since you didn't buy it, you can compete with each other."
"Yellow-skinned monkey, can you afford it?" The white man didn't seem to understand what Han Peacock's white-skinned pig meant. Seeing Han Peacock talking to him, he said slightly with satisfaction.
Han Peacock glanced at the Asian president of AIA, who was watching the excitement not far away, and said, "Mr. Smith must know whether I can afford it or not."
Han Peacock didn't pay much attention to a guy who didn't even know about a white-skinned pig. He directly asked the owner of this rosewood tree: "Boss, how can I sell this rosewood tree?"
Surprisingly, the owner of this rosewood tree was not Ah San, but a thin Burmese man. When Han Kongque saw it, he became even happier. He walked up to the owner and blocked the owner halfway.
Han Kongque said a few words quickly in a low voice, and then raised his voice and said: "How about it, boss? I'll bid you 15 million rupees for this red sandalwood tree. This price should be enough."
The thin Burmese man glanced at Han Peacock in surprise. But before he could speak, the white man who just scolded Han Peacock hurriedly intervened: "I'll pay 16 million rupees, yellow-skinned monkey, you guys
You dare to come here to compete with us after you have just eaten. You really don’t know how high the sky is and how high it is.”
The Burmese man looked at the Korean peacock with an even weirder look, but his reaction was not slow: "This is a large-fruited rosewood. Since both customers want it, I won't say the price. The one with the highest price will get it."
Han Peacock did not bid at this time. Instead, he identified the tree again. He did his best and the most important thing was that he kept sniffing the tree. It did have a strong fragrance.
Seeing Han Peacock's actions, the white man was even more proud: "Red sandalwood is very fragrant. If you haven't seen it before, don't be embarrassed here. I will pay 16.5 million rupees. I don't think this yellow-skinned monkey can afford it."
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At this time, Zhao Dayou and others who came with Han Peacock also looked at Han Peacock with surprised eyes.
Of course, they looked at the white man with even weirder eyes.
They kept glancing between the Korean peacock and the white man. During this period, they did not forget to observe the white man's companions. Are they all funny?
"Rosewood is not something you yellow-skinned monkeys can afford. You should go home and make clothes! The poor in our country like your clothes very much because they are cheap." When the white man saw several Chinese people, they were all shocked by him,
I feel even more proud.
Han Kongque stood up at this time and said: "Mr. White Pig, I'm afraid you don't know that in our country, the price of such a large red sandalwood, yes, red sandalwood, is more than 1.5 million per ton, we can't afford it?"
When we bought the red sandalwood tree, you didn’t know where you were growing hair and drinking blood! So I’ll pay you 20 million rupees for this big-fruited red sandalwood tree to compare your wealth with me? I’m afraid you haven’t woken up yet. Please go home and hug your mother before you sleep.
Take a nap and come back when you wake up."
Zhao Dayou and others were speechless, and the Burmese man also looked strange.
"Twenty million rupees? Do you have that much money? Boss, this is a check for twenty million rupees. I think you need to ask this yellow-skinned monkey. They have the habit of paying cash, but how can I
Look, it's impossible for them to bring twenty million rupees in cash." The white man took out a check, shook it, and looked at Han Peacock proudly.
Han Kongque was speechless. He really didn't prepare a check. He also knew that in formal transactions, Ah San was still very disciplined. They only wanted checks or transfers, but he really didn't have twenty million rupees in cash.
All he has in his hands now are U.S. dollars.
"I have US dollars. Maybe the boss can wait a moment and exchange the US dollars for rupees. I don't think it will take long." Han Peacock said hurriedly.
Because there is a purpose, all Han Peacock speaks in English here is of course to let the white man understand what he means.
When the white man found out that Han Peacock really didn't have any rupees, he laughed wildly with pride.
Han Peacock turned around, and when the white people couldn't see him, he winked at the Burmese man, and then pointed at Bai Yi and La Jiawa.
The Burmese man nodded imperceptibly and pointed behind him, and Han Kongque showed a satisfied look.
When Bai Yi and La Jiawa came back, they already had several documents in their hands. At this time, Han Kongque left the Burmese boss, and the white man looked at the angry Han Kongque and laughed.
"Edward, are you done?" At this time, Smith came over.
"Done." Edward said proudly.
"Is it okay? Why do I think he surrendered with almost no resistance?" Smith said a little uneasily.
"Is there any problem? The contract has been signed, but we have also bought the best mahogany, so how can there be any problem?" Edward said.
"It's better to be careful. Do you think there is something wrong with that redwood tree?" After suffering a loss at the hands of Han Peacock, Smith became cautious.
Edward said: "What's the problem? We've been looking at it for a long time. Here, this kind of redwood cannot be faked. There is a contract! If the logs are inconsistent with the contract, the owner of the goods must unconditionally refund the money, and
Pay three times the fine." Edward said proudly.
Smith still frowned: "People here come from all over the world. If there is a problem with the contract, who should we go to for compensation?"
Edward said: "Don't worry, there is no problem with the contract. I have already seen it with a few knowledgeable Chinese people. They are all extremely envious of me for buying this big-fruited red sandalwood tree. When they saw the contract, they
They were all stunned for a moment, and then looked at me with different eyes, haha, don’t these yellow-skinned monkeys know that they have fast hands but not slow hands? They are really a mentally retarded nation.”
"Are you sure there's no problem with the contract?" Smith was still a little worried.
"Don't worry, there's really no problem with the contract. This mahogany is indeed a large-fruited red sandalwood, which is the best among red sandalwoods." Edward said a little impatiently.
Seeing that Smith stopped talking, Edward said proudly: "It's easy to get it done after signing the contract. That yellow-skinned monkey is not too difficult to deal with. Why do you worry about him?"
Smith said: "This may be what the yellow people call low-key, but regardless of whether he is low-key or not, this rosewood already belongs to us."
"Yes, this noble rosewood should be used by us. Even the humble yellow-skinned monkey wants to use it. It's really overestimating one's ability." Edward said.
Listening to the two people talking, the Burmese man's face kept twitching. The Burmese man waited until his own people came back and knew that the check was fine, so he handed the top-quality large-fruited red sandalwood tree to Edward.
Seeing the Burmese people leaving in a hurry, Smith was still a little worried: "Edward, are you sure rosewood is so precious?"
Edward watched as the people they brought carefully used a crane to lift the huge log onto the trailer to transport it away.
Edward said: "Of course, you have to believe me. Although I look down on those yellow-skinned monkeys, I have to say that the furniture they make from rosewood is pretty good. Do you know? This kind of rosewood, in China,
It can be sold for up to one million US dollars per ton, which is more than 60 million US dollars per ton when converted into rupees, so we made a profit this time."
The two people were talking without any hesitation about the presence of Zhao Dayou and others, while Zhao Dayou and the others were all staring at the two white people performing with dumbfounded eyes. They really didn't know what to say.
It wasn't until Han Kongque came over that Zhao Dayou realized: "What's going on? I seem to have read it right!"
As Zhao Dayou spoke, he rubbed his eyes vigorously, and then widened his eyes, trying to see clearly whether the hanging tree was small-leaf rosewood or rosewood.
"Yellow-skinned monkey, you don't have to look anymore, I won't turn into yours again." Seeing the performance of Zhao Dayou and others, the two white people were even happier. Now Smith was relieved. These yellow-skinned monkeys are indeed very greedy.
Their redwood tree.
"Lao Yang, you three, tell me, am I seeing it correctly?" Zhao Dayou looked at the two idiotic white men. Until now, he still thought it was an illusion.
Before Yang Kun spoke, Edward spoke again: "Smith, I heard that rosewood has hollows. How can you be sure that there are no hollows in this tree and sell it at a high price?"
"Science, do you understand? What age are we in now? We should believe in science. The weight of trees is there for everyone to see. The volume is not difficult to calculate. The density can also be found. There is weight, volume and density. Is it still possible?
Can't you calculate the difference inside?
If it is hollow, the volume will naturally be smaller, and the weight will naturally be smaller. I have calculated it in detail. This rosewood tree is absolutely not hollow, so this is the best quality and can be sold for 60 million rupees.
Tons of top quality, our method is called gambling on wood in China, and I used scientific methods to win the bet." Edward said.
Hearing this, Smith was not happy. He said in an extremely exaggerated tone: "Ah! Edward, how can you say it? Then wouldn't these yellow-skinned monkeys learn it?"
"No, no, no, they don't have time. Do you think they don't know this method? We are noble white people, so we can see these precious woods in advance, but they, the lowly yellow-skinned monkeys, cannot,
Therefore, even if they know the method, they have no chance to calculate it." Smith said proudly.
At this time, Han Peacock also stared at these two guys in stunned silence. Have they really received modern education? (To be continued...)