Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 134: Barter

Chapter 134: Chapter 134: Barter

Ancient Technique donkey hide gelatin is an absolute rarity in the market and never worries about sales.

Yang Fan had run around for so long, and had only come across Master Qin who knew how to make it.

However, Uncle Qin was quite casual about his work and would only make some when he was in a good mood, enough to earn himself some smoking money for a few months.

This little trinket accounted for the bulk of Yang Fan’s expenses today, nearly five thousand yuan.

Since Old Zhou generously wanted him to earn a bit more, it would be idiotic not to take advantage of the situation.

He cheerfully threw the donkey hide gelatin into the car and said, "Just calculate the rest. Though, I’m still curious, you’re losing several hundred by being generous!"

"You think too much, kid, I’m just helping you out. This stuff isn’t common, and it’s not like I can make much from it," Old Zhou said with a laugh, quickly working the calculator.

Yang Fan smiled.

Actually, he hadn’t thought much, just felt something was off.

After all, Old Zhou was much stingier with good items than even his own wife.

"Alright, the total is seven thousand two hundred ninety. Let’s round it up to seven thousand three hundred."

Old Zhou casually tossed the calculator aside and transferred the money to Yang Fan using his phone.

"Then I’ll be off first, today has been really busy," Yang looked around and said.

"Go on, today seems to be your lucky day," Old Zhou said cheerfully, waving his hand.

Yang Fan entered the store, greeted Zhu Shanshan, and then drove to the shop he had first visited with Old Zhou.

A woman with long hair was sitting at the door, looking down at her phone.

When she saw Yang Fan coming, she put down her phone, scrutinized him with a look, then her face broke into a smile and she asked, "Hey handsome, up for some fun?"

As she scrutinized Yang Fan, he was also sizing up the woman.

She was slightly slender, with a clean face, but her face and neck were two different colors, her makeup skills clearly needed improvement.

Yang Fan shook his head and said, "Old Zhou mentioned that someone here needs donkey hide gelatin?"

"Which Old Zhou are you talking about?" the woman asked, somewhat confused.

It seemed they met too many people every day, they couldn’t keep track of all the Old Zhous.

"The Old Zhou who told you about this stuff, the chubby black one," Yang Fan said.

"Oh, I remember now, the guy selling medicine, right? Come on in," the woman said with a smile, inviting Yang Fan inside.

Carrying the donkey hide gelatin, Yang Fan followed the woman into the store.

The room was dimly lit, with the curtain only slightly open.

It was still arranged as before, but there weren’t as many women sitting on the sofa as he had seen last time.

Only two women were sprawled on it, typing fast on their keyboards, chatting with people on WeChat.

"A Mei, this handsome guy has donkey hide gelatin, Old Zhou who sells medicine referred him here, want to check it out?" the woman who brought Yang Fan in shouted into the room.

One of the girls playing with her phone looked up, "Referred by Brother Zhou?"

As she looked up, Yang Fan suddenly remembered—he was the girl Brother Zhou had mentioned before, saying she was quite bold and looked relatively innocent.

It looked like Old Zhou, who had a place near the water, was already a regular customer of hers.

Given Old Zhou’s addiction and the close distance, he probably visited every day.

Yang Fan placed the cloth bag on the table and opened it. "Take a look at the goods first."

A Mei picked up a piece and inspected it, her eyebrows slightly furrowing. "Why is this so black?"

"It’s donkey hide gelatin made using the ancient technique, which ensures its purity. However, products made using ancient methods might look slightly inferior, but their effects are incomparable to the beautifully packaged donkey hide gelatin you find elsewhere," Yang Fan briefly explained.

A Mei was somewhat skeptical, examining the product for a while before asking, "How much are you selling this for?"

"There are seven jin and two taels here, seven thousand two," Yang Fan replied.

A Mei was shocked. "That... that’s so expensive?!"

Yang Fan nodded, "Old Zhou didn’t charge for the transportation since I delivered it myself, so I’ve already cut out a middleman and it’s considerably cheaper. Donkey hide gelatin of this quality could fetch two thousand per jin."

"But, I saw donkey hide gelatin online for just a hundred or so yuan? Yours is ridiculously expensive," A Mei grumbled. "Can you make it cheaper, sell it to me for five hundred?"

The woman next to her chimed in, "Donkey hide gelatin is good stuff, but it’s not that expensive. Don’t take us for fools who know nothing. A Mei has been looking online these past few days, and the highest price per jin was just over nine hundred. Make it cheaper."

Yang Fan simply picked up the cloth bag, saying, "Then forget it, go buy the cheaper ones. You definitely can’t get this for five hundred."

Selling the stuff he almost got for seven hundred for five hundred would be absurd.

"Why are you so rash? Just haggle a bit, six hundred, and you can take it!" the supporting woman shouted.

"A thousand, I won’t sell for less!" Yang Fan stated bluntly, without further ado.

He could still get his hands on it from Old Zhou for a little over eight hundred.

Although he was asking for a bit more by setting the price at a thousand, Yang Fan wasn’t thinking about stepping back yet.

"Is this stuff genuine?" A Mei asked, looking up.

Yang Fan firmly replied, "Not only is it genuine, but it’s also top quality. My cost is eight hundred, and you’re offering six hundred. How can I sell it? Don’t compare my price with those online; some are selling it for as low as ten yuan each. Would you dare to eat that?"

"How about nine hundred, and we’ll throw in two free visits with services included, barter style," the supporting woman suggested. "Like that kind of package, we usually charge five hundred, so if you lower your price, we’re also making a concession."

"I can only reduce it by fifty; I don’t want the package," Yang Fan stated.

"Why not go for the package deal? Don’t be so stingy with yourself. A discount of fifty only reduces the price to over three hundred yuan, and with a package, it’s more comfortable," the supporting woman coquettishly said to Yang Fan. "You can choose whoever you like; either one is fine."

"What I mean is, I’m not interested," Yang Fan said.

The woman clearly misunderstood his meaning, apparently thinking he was just refusing the additional offers.

"How about this, we have two new girls here, why don’t you take a look and then decide?" the supporting woman suggested.

"I don’t need to," Yang Fan stated emphatically.

He was not in the mood to satisfy his needs in such a manner.

"Just take a look," the supporting woman said with a flirtatious smile, ignoring Yang Fan’s response and shouting inwardly.

Soon, a few women came out from inside.

Upon seeing one of them, Yang Fan’s gaze suddenly became sharp.