My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s - Chapter 73

Chapter 73: Chapter 74 They Became Rich

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He can sense the reluctance in the vendor’s eyes. This was bulk-rated at 80 cents, a dollar, at least they could make a profit of 50 cents or even a dollar per pound sold. Vegetables are quite strange, it’s said that a carrot doesn’t require washing if it’s plenty, the more expensive the vegetable, the more valuable it is, and the more people there are to eat it.

“Buy, of course buy, buy as much as possible,” the vendor also wanted to buy, but where could he get the vegetables?

“Sir, I have some growing at home, will you buy them?”

Seeing that the time was ripe, Tang Zhijun probed, if these vendors could buy from his home, that would be even better, it would save them from venturing out to sell vegetables during the wee hours, wasting time. Given his eight large greenhouses, if they cleaned up around the clock, they’d still have vegetables to sell by New Year’s Eve, and those would be their pre-New Year vegetables. The post-New Year vegetables would be cheaper.

“You grow them at home?” The vendor’s eyes lit up, “Really, how much do you grow?”

Tang Zhijun laughed, showing a bit of the farmer’s simplicity, but was also very shrewd.

“I grow quite a bit at home, and they’re better than the ones we just saw. The leaves are bright green, we don’t charge much for a pound either, just a dollar, makes the math easier. Of course, that’s the current price, as we approach New Year’s Eve, prices will certainly rise.”

“Of course,” the vendor knew well that prices for pre-New Year vegetables usually doubled or even more, especially those from the South, which were even more expensive.

“Brother,” the vendor tried to get on Tang Zhijun’s good side, “I’m not busy right now. Could you take me to see your vegetables? If they can be harvested today, I’ll take some.”

“Sure,” Tang Zhijun grinned broadly. The vendor had an electric tricycle, which could reach the village in less than ten minutes.

Tang Zhijun started out on foot, but ended up returning sitting in the vendor’s electric tricycle, heading straight into the fields.

The vendor initially thought there would only be a small amount, as this year’s crop was indeed small everywhere, and he didn’t really believe what Tang Zhijun said about the fresh and green vegetables. However, when he saw the neatly arranged eight large tents, and the tender green vegetables inside, he was taken aback. He wanted to roll around in them right away.

My God, so many, such good vegetables, even better than those from the South. If he sold these vegetables, he’d make more than 70-80 cents per pound.

So he made a deal with Tang Zhinian directly, starting with a dollar, of course, the prices would fluctuate with the market, the higher the market price, the higher the buying price. Lower prices were unlikely because as time goes by, the vegetables would become scarcer, hence, their prices would only go up.

Smart people won’t drive down vegetable prices right now, because there’s only one place with vegetables, but many vendors.

When Tang Zhinian heard that a pound of coriander was being sold for a dollar and the vendor himself came to get it from the fields, he stood stunned for several minutes, pinching his own thigh hard.

“Zhijun, is that true?”

How could that be possible? The coriander in previous years was only sold at two or three cents. At the peak, during New Year’s time, it was forty cents. On regular days, when prices were at their lowest, nobody even asked about coriander. Coriander is frost-resistant and has a high yield, but not many people want it. It’s really just a seasoning, who eats it as a vegetable every day? So the price won’t be too high, but this year was an anomaly, not only did it not snow, but the vegetables were also lush and green, with good water content, excellent color, and good weight. Most importantly, the price was extraordinarily high.