Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 356

Chapter 356: Chapter 356

Yang Fan stepped out of Ma Baoyu’s house and saw Zheng Yuyu in her loose-fitting wide-leg pants under the massive banyan tree.

"Boss, are you really buying at forty?" Zheng Yuyu asked as soon as they met.

When she looked at someone intently, her eyes seemed to speak and even appeared to sparkle with electricity.

Yang Fan nodded, "That’s the current market rate, I can’t possibly buy above the market price."

Zheng Yuyu immediately looked conflicted, "Boss, can’t you raise the price a little? I planted these with a loan, and I don’t have much money on hand. The loan is due in the second half of the year, and at this price, I definitely can’t pay it back."

"I understand your predicament, but there’s nothing I can do, I can’t exactly pay off your loan for you," Yang Fan said, "Otherwise, you might want to wait and see, maybe the price of Codonopsis will go up at some point."

"Boss, you’re in big business, you must understand the market better than I do. When do you think the market will improve? Or, does your large-scale purchasing mean that the market is warming up?" Zheng Yuyu stared unblinkingly at Yang Fan, asking somewhat eagerly.

Yang Fan chuckled, "I’m a small businessman, not a big one, and I can’t make heads or tails of the market. But I feel like if the price of Codonopsis is to rise again, it’s probably not until after this year’s harvest. With these prices, who would dare to take that risk?"

"This year..." Zheng Yuyu’s expression grew even more distressed.

"But that’s just a guess," Yang Fan added.

He could make a rough judgment about the market, but there were many other things he could not understand.

But he knew that real Medicine Dealers would definitely not do something stupid like buying high and selling low. They would rather take out loans to keep stocking the goods than sell them at a low price.

Looking at the current situation, the large pharmaceutical factories seemed to have more than enough Codonopsis in stock. They weren’t thinking about giving the big dealers a chance to drive the price up again.

As for the complex intricacies and tactics involved in all of this, Yang Fan really didn’t understand, nor could he imagine.

Now, he just needed to make sure that the path with Old Zhou was absolutely promising.

"Just add a little bit more," Zheng Yuyu pleaded softly, "How about five more yuan? At forty-five, you can take all the Codonopsis from my house. I have even more than Ma Baoyu; his was sporadic and he has sold some, but mine hasn’t been sold at all, there are more than three thousand catties."

Yang Fan shook his head, "I really can’t give that price."

Doing business like this was almost like being spoon-fed by Providence.

Heaven, earth, and harmonious human relations, all these factors had ensured Yang Fan’s profit.

Though he could afford to give a fairly big profit margin, he really couldn’t afford to give any more, otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to continue doing business.

"Boss, how about this, come over to my house and check the goods? Let’s talk after you see the quality of my Codonopsis," Zheng Yuyu suggested.

Yang Fan considered for a moment and then nodded.

Indeed, he should take a look at the goods first; otherwise, their negotiation here would be meaningless.

Zheng Yuyu’s house was very close to Ma Baoyu’s, just a bit further up the road.

Upon entering the house, Zheng Yuyu eagerly opened the door to one of the rooms and said to Yang Fan, "Boss, take a look, they’re all in here. I’ve sorted them all out, big and small. There aren’t many of the ones as thin as ropes; consider those a bonus from me."

Yang Fan walked in, "The Codonopsis has been nicely sorted out in deed."

"Boss, have a look, I’ll go and cut a melon for you," said Zheng Yuyu, hurrying back to the kitchen her shapely buttocks swaying.

It didn’t take long before she came back carrying a plate of watermelon.

After placing the watermelon on the bench near the door, she suddenly walked over and grabbed Yang Fan’s arm, "Boss, are you satisfied?"

Yang Fan was startled by her sudden action.

The intense softness on his arm nearly made his heart skip a beat.

"The preservation is indeed very good, but I still can’t give you the price of forty-five," Yang Fan said as he shook his head.

Zheng Yuyu hugged Yang Fan’s arm tightly, pressing it deep into her voluptuous breasts.

She looked straight into Yang Fan’s eyes, her gaze shimmering with a burning intensity as she pulled down her neckline, "Boss, let’s negotiate. Can we both compromise?"

She was even putting on a coquettish tone.

Yang Fan glanced at the snowy ravine, "I can only raise by two yuan at most."

"You really are a man of passion, boss. In that case, how about you add just three more?" Zheng Yuyu suddenly lifted her whole shirt up, then flipped open her bra, releasing those tender mounds into full view right before Yang Fan.

She was getting desperate.

"The price hike isn’t because you let me have a look at your ’career line,’ but because I’m really worn down by your persistence," Yang Fan said with a mix of laughter and helplessness.

If he were to raise the price simply because of that, even if his profit margin were wide, he feared he would definitely take a huge loss.

"Boss, touch them, and I’ll sleep with you once more, then add three yuan, okay?" Zheng Yuyu’s eyes were fiery as she coyly spoke, "I’m quite skilled in that area. I’ll make sure you have a really good time. Is that okay?"

"I don’t think that’s quite right." Yang Fan was tempted but after a quick mental calculation, he decided against it.

If he raised the price for Zheng Yuyu, Ma Baoyu and other farmers would also demand higher prices.

Three yuan for ten thousand jin would mean earning thirty thousand less.

That’s not money well spent.

"You have three thousand jin of goods. Do the math. How much does a three yuan increase amount to? I’d lose nearly ten thousand yuan just for ’feeling good’; that’s a bit frightening, you know!" Yang Fan said as he glanced at Zheng Yuyu’s full chest.

They were quite nice in shape, albeit with slightly large eyes, making them seem as though suffering from severe sleep deprivation.

Stumped by Yang Fan’s calculation, Zheng Yuyu fell silent, "Then can we settle for an increase of five thousand yuan?"

"Huh? No, don’t joke with me. I’m not that desperate," Yang Fan replied.

Five thousand, Zheng Yuyu seemed a bit too confident in her own worth.

"Four thousand, surely that’ll do. You give me an extra four thousand yuan, and I’ll make sure you’re satisfied. It’s really nice when I do it, very curvy, and wet. You’ll definitely want a second round once we’re done. I took out loans to grow medicinal herbs, and now I’m really out of options, otherwise I wouldn’t have resorted to this," Zheng Yuyu said with a bitter smile.

"I’m really driven to desperation. I haven’t made a penny, and now I’m over a hundred thousand in debt. I’m so anxious I don’t know what to do."

Yang Fan was moved.

"Hmm... alright then," he seemingly reluctantly agreed.