Rebirth of Bayi Fishing and Hunting in the Northwest

Chapter 1065 The person whose deal was snatched is causing trouble.

At the headquarters of the Huxian Forestry Team, Ablat calmly addressed a Han Chinese businessman, saying:

"There's nothing I can do about it. We didn't sign a contract, and since you haven't come over for so long, I naturally sold the fritillaria bulbs to someone else."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Sanyang felt that the ethnic group captain was somewhat shameless.

Was it that the cigarettes I gave him before were not good to smoke, or that the digital watches I gave him were not good to wear?

Why did they suddenly sell the fritillaria bulbs they had promised to give me?

Zheng Sanyang buys fritillaria bulbs from Captain Abulaiti and resells them to herbal medicine merchants in the area. He can earn 20 to 30 yuan per kilogram of dried fritillaria bulbs.

He can get more than 1,000 kilograms of dried scallops from here every year, which is a net profit of 20,000 to 30,000 yuan!
What did we give in return? We brought the team leader some cheap goods that weren't available here, and the shipping cost was negligible!
Having made money and also gained the gratitude of the team leader and forest rangers, Zheng Sanyang was quite pleased with himself.

Gradually, he also felt that he had improved the lives of the forestry team here, and felt that he was their benefactor.

This is the peak season for fritillaria. Last time I came to buy fritillaria, he bought more than 500 kilograms. This time, he should have bought even more, but I didn't expect to find it all!
The problem is that he has already promised the herbal medicine supplier that the supplier has also agreed to raise the price. As long as he ships the goods back, he can earn an extra ten yuan per kilogram!

Zheng Sanyang almost roared at Ablat:
"I've already received the deposit, and now you're telling me the fritillaria bulbs are unavailable? What am I supposed to do?"

“Then go buy fritillaria elsewhere!” Ablat wasn’t afraid of him at all. Ever since he found out that this guy surnamed Zheng was buying fritillaria from him at a price one-third cheaper than the market price, Ablat had disliked him.

You can make money, but that's enough. You did bring some supplies to the forestry team, but compared to the substantial things Li Long brings each time, what this guy surnamed Zheng brings is flashy but impractical. It sounds impressive, but it's actually not very useful.

Without comparison, it would be fine, but with comparison, this side is nothing at all!

It turns out that Zheng Sanyang's initial gratitude had long been forgotten, and all that remained was dislike.

This person is so wicked! They made money off their side and then cheated people!

Zheng Sanyang clearly sensed the change in Abulati's tone, and he panicked. His previous sense of superiority disappeared, and all he wanted to do now was get the fritillaria as soon as possible.

Otherwise, he couldn't afford to offend the herbal medicine merchants! He couldn't even afford to pay the penalty for breach of contract, and he might have to leave for distant lands.

"Captain Ablat, I apologize for my tone earlier." Zheng Sanyang's tone softened. "Could you please help me out? I know you can get a lot of fritillaria here. I don't need much, just 800 kilograms! How about I raise the price a bit? We used to get it for 35 yuan per kilogram, how about 45 yuan now?"

"It's not very good. I already told you, I've sold out of fritillaria bulbs here. You should go somewhere else."

Forty-five? Li Long offered sixty to seventy yuan. That's so much more. Only a fool would agree to Zheng Sanyang's offer.

Moreover, Li Long had just taken away a truckload of fritillaria two days ago, and the forestry team's warehouse now only has a hundred or so kilograms of goods at most, which is not enough to give to Zheng Sanyang. Even if it were enough, Abulaiti would no longer trust this guy.

Zheng Sanyang was kicked out of the forestry team headquarters by the forest rangers.

Ablat had other things to do and didn't want to deal with Zheng Sanyang anymore. After having Zheng Sanyang kicked out, he told the others that this person was not welcome in the forestry team in the future.

They've already swindled so much money from the forestry team, and now they want to swindle even more? There's no such thing as a free lunch.

After leaving the team headquarters with his car, Zheng Sanyang did not leave immediately. Instead, he circled the forestry team twice before finding the last row of dormitories.

He got out of the car, walked to the dormitory, and called out twice:
"Abdullah! Abdullah!"

A man from an ethnic minority group, wearing a vest and smelling slightly of alcohol, came out of the house. The vest couldn't hide his chest hair. He glanced at Zheng Sanyang, then turned around to the back of the dormitory with a blank expression, untied his belt, and began to urinate against the wall.

He had urinated on the wall, leaving a stain and a gap in the soil, which emitted a foul smell.

Although it was frequently urinated on, I don't know if it was because of the soil or the urine, but no nitrate hairs grew on the stained areas.

After urinating, Abudu shuddered a few times, fastened his belt, turned around, walked to the front, and asked Zheng Sanyang expressionlessly:
What are you doing?

Zheng Sanyang hadn't expected that Abdullah, who had always fawned over him, would turn out like this. He roughly understood that something must have happened. His eyes darted around, and he took a bottle of wine from his bag, handing it over with a smile and saying:

"I brought a bottle of wine with me, a fine wine! It's one of our country's top ten famous wines, Fenjiu! You should try it!"

"Don't try to fool me with those fake liquors!" Abdullah had learned his lesson. Last time, Zheng Sanyang gave Abdullah a bottle of liquor to gather information, and Abdullah felt an unbearable headache after drinking it.

It's not as good as the bulk wine sold in the store where I used to live.

Later, someone told Abdullah that it was probably fake alcohol.

Abdullah was furious. This man was wicked!
"Don't worry, this time it's really good wine!" Zheng Sanyang went all out to get information. This bottle of wine was originally intended for Captain Abulati, but Abulati turned on him, so it could only be given to this Abudula.

Abdullah took the wine with some skepticism, unscrewed the cap, took a sip, smacked his lips, and said, "Hmm, this wine is not bad."

"Tell me, what is it?" Although Abdullah liked to drink, he wasn't stupid. Zheng Sanyang had come all the way here to ask him for drinks, so he must have something he needed his help with.

"I'd like to ask, who took away the fritillaria bulbs from your team?" Zheng Sanyang knew there was no need to be polite with people like this. Even if you were polite, they wouldn't remember your kindness. It was better to just make a deal, exchanging a bottle of wine for information. In his opinion, it was worth it.

“A good businessman took it,” Abdullah said, taking another sip. “Better than you!”

"A good businessman?" Zheng Sanyang snorted irritably. "What's so good about him?"

“They offered a higher price! The wine they brought was sold by the case, and we have all of it; it’s good wine! Unlike you, who just brings some junk and tries to buy our stuff at a low price!”

Abdullah exposed Zheng Sanyang's secrets without any hesitation, and even took a sip of wine afterward.

"Then where did he come from?" Zheng Sanyang didn't want to refute, but he knew what he had to do, so he asked directly.

"He came from the west. It's no use looking for him. Our team leader and all of us remember him. He's a model of ethnic unity and he's been very good to our people!"

I used to think you were a decent person, but now that I've compared you to others, I realize you're awful! From now on, we won't like you, we won't like Han Chinese like you!

Zheng Sanyang left in a huff, but he did get some specific information before he left.

Coming from the west, he was a model of ethnic unity. After returning to the county with his car, Zheng Sanyang quickly learned his specific target: Li Long.

National Model of Ethnic Unity, Autonomous Region Model of Ethnic Unity, Autonomous Prefecture Model of Ethnic Unity.

The people of Ma County are very wealthy; they even own a purchasing station.

Zheng Sanyang originally intended to take revenge on Li Long, but the more he inquired, the more he realized that it would be quite difficult to get back at Li Long.

They're the local bullies; I'm not even a strong snake, let alone a powerful dragon.

What to do? I can't get over this anger without getting revenge, and what about all these fritillaria orders?
Zheng Sanyang stayed at the county guesthouse for a night, but after thinking it over, he still couldn't figure out what to do. He knew that waiting like this was not going to work, so he decided to go to Ma County to check on Li Long's purchasing station.

If we can use the orders we have to trick some fritillaria out of us, that would be a way to vent our anger. If that doesn't work, then we'll have to think of another way.

When Zheng Sanyang arrived at the purchasing station, it was already open for business. Gu Boyuan was inspecting the fritillaria bulbs delivered by middlemen or herb diggers. Looking at the long queue in the yard, Zheng Sanyang was extremely envious.

Then came the resentment: "You're already making so much money, why are you cutting off my source of income?"

Enraged, Zheng Sanyang told the driver to park the car outside, and he went inside with his black bag.

He squeezed right up to the counter, and when the people in line told him to be careful, he simply said, "I'm here to buy fritillaria bulbs," which shut them all up.

The treatment of those who sell fritillaria and those who buy it is definitely different. These dealers naturally don't want to hinder the purchasing stations' lucrative business, and they also want to know what price the buyers of fritillaria will offer.

Gu Boyuan had just finished collecting and registering the twelve kilograms of dried fritillaria bulbs from the herb digger in front of him and was paying when Zheng Sanyang squeezed in.

When Liang Shuangcheng, who was assisting from the side, saw someone cutting in line, he immediately stepped forward and said:

"Don't cut in line! Get in line!"

"I'm here to buy fritillaria bulbs, a big order!" Zheng Sanyang said loudly, "What? You're not going to take the money that's been delivered to your door?"

His imposing manner was quite impressive, which intimidated Liang Shuangcheng. Liang Shuangcheng couldn't stop him, so he turned to look at Gu Boyuan.

"You're here to buy fritillaria bulbs?" Gu Boyuan glanced at Zheng Sanyang, shook his head and said, "There are buyers for all the fritillaria bulbs here. I'm sorry, I can't sell them. Please leave."

Zheng Sanyang was a little flustered because he didn't expect the person in charge to completely ignore him.

Fortunately, he was quick-witted. Seeing that Gu Boyuan was so old, he obviously didn't seem to be the Li Long who had heard the news. His eyes darted around and he said:

"I'm looking for Li Long! We agreed on this, so what gives you the right to make decisions like this?"

Even if it doesn't work out, it's still good to cause him trouble! Gu Boyuan laughed when he heard Zheng Sanyang's words.

How could he not hear the provocation in those words?

Li Long had met Gu Boyuan before going to the mountains today, but they didn't discuss collecting fritillaria bulbs at all. So it's highly unlikely that Li Long really arranged it.

Li Long mainly sells his fritillaria bulbs to Jia Tianlong. The two have a pleasant working relationship, and Li Long has never spoken ill of Jia Tianlong in business.

This suggests that the cooperation is unlikely to be interrupted as a result.

The person in front of you is lying.

But what exactly is this person thinking?

Gu Boyuan originally intended to kick the person out, but then he thought that even if he let him out, the person could still cause trouble outside, so he might as well keep him and let him study the Dao when he had some free time, or wait for Li Long to come back.

He then said:

"Since you've already made arrangements with Li Long, let's go to the reception room and wait. I'll take these fritillaria bulbs and then we'll talk."

"Why do we need to go to the reception room?" Zheng Sanyang asked smugly, thinking that Gu Boyuan had softened his stance after seeing him change his tune.

"Because the meeting room is better for discussing things. There are so many people here, it's not good to talk here." Gu Boyuan thought to himself, is this person brainless? Or is he just being malicious, deliberately going against the grain.

"I have something urgent to attend to. Shall we talk now?" Zheng Sanyang thought he could at least trick Li Long into buying some fritillaria bulbs; he didn't want to wait for Li Long to return.

Li Long is certainly not someone who can persuade Captain Ablat after he leaves, and even cater to his preferences so that everyone in the forestry team speaks well of him.

On the contrary, this half-shelled creature that has softened up so easily should be easier to deal with.

"Business is important, you guys talk first!" the vendor behind said. "We'll be fine later."

"Yes, yes, as long as it doesn't take long, we can wait."

The purchasing station usually treats those who come to sell medicinal herbs quite well. Unless the goods are of very poor quality, they grade them and pay promptly without deducting money.

The tea, mung bean soup, and watermelon in the courtyard were always available. Just for that reason alone, it's no big deal to wait while others are making money.

The vendor at the front of the line made a suggestion that was approved by most people. Although some people did not speak up, it was tantamount to tacit consent.

Gu Boyuan then smiled and said:

"Alright, let's talk first. Shuangcheng, go and chop up some offal for everyone to try, so they can rest for a while."

Look how good they are at handling things!
The medicine sellers all smiled, feeling that their agreement hadn't been in vain, as the sellers were grateful.

Zheng Sanyang followed Gu Boyuan into the reception room. Sun Jiaqiang already knew what was going on, poured tea for both parties, and then left.

"Tell me, how much do you want? What price are you willing to pay?" Gu Boyuan wanted to test Zheng Sanyang's bottom line.

"One ton, top-grade quality, seventy yuan per kilogram. I need to see the goods first." Zheng Sanyang's price wasn't low in his opinion. In fact, he was just trying to fool Gu Boyuan with that price. He only wanted to give forty yuan, fifty at most.

He was a middleman among middlemen, at most a slightly larger middleman. The pharmaceutical companies he dealt with weren't even at Jia Tianlong's level, let alone directly from the pharmaceutical factories.

Therefore, the price that can be offered is limited.

Gu Boyuan was both angry and amused.

Is this what they call a piece of junk?

Alas, I acted as if I were facing a formidable enemy.

"What? Is there no stock, or do you think the price is too high?" Zheng Sanyang felt his asking price was good. He planned to see the goods, then belittle them and try to lower the price.

Anyway, if you say it's top-quality, the other party will say it's second-grade, no matter how good the goods are.

Of course, if all else fails, then load the goods first and take the other party to the bank to withdraw the money.

Running away wasn't out of the question. Actually, he hadn't come up with any good ideas that night, but he just felt uneasy if he didn't take advantage of Li Long.

"Alright, I don't think you're any good at buying goods. Let's go." Gu Boyuan shook his head. "This price is too low."

"Too low? You're being too greedy!" Zheng Sanyang immediately felt that this purchasing station was a bit ruthless.

That's the price he sold it to the drug dealers for. In his opinion, the purchasing station would only buy it for a maximum of fifty yuan, at most.

I even charged myself over thirty yuan!
They're not even satisfied with making a 20% profit margin?

His mind raced, and he thought of the vendors selling fritillaria bulbs outside. He immediately had a new idea.

Gu Boyuan was too lazy to argue with him, so he stood up and prepared to serve tea and see the guest out.

Zheng Sanyang tactfully stood up and went outside. He didn't go to the backyard, but instead walked back the way he came to the counter, and then pretended to be indignant as he said:
"That's too greedy! They won't even sell it for seventy yuan a kilogram, what are they trying to do? That price is already very high! I usually buy it for fifty yuan!"

He spoke loudly, clearly intending for the traffickers to hear.

In Zheng Sanyang's view, even if these people didn't flock to the price he quoted, they would still develop a dislike for the purchasing station.

After all, the price he offered was quite high.

It's not that Zheng Sanyang is stupid; the main problem is that he's used to getting goods directly from Captain Abulaiti and isn't familiar with the market prices outside, his impression of prices from two or three years ago is still stuck.

If things go too smoothly, it's easy to become detached from reality.

Therefore, Zheng Sanyang did not see the expressions he wanted to see on these people's faces; instead, he saw faces full of surprise and even mockery.

what's going on?
What happened?

Gu Boyuan followed him out, sighed, and said:

"This customer said he wanted to pay a 'high price' of seventy yuan for our premium mother-of-pearl. I said the price was not right, and he said I was ripping him off. Sigh!"

When he said that, the vendors all laughed, and some of them really burst into laughter.

Zheng Sanyang was stunned.

what's so funny?

"This guy is really... Do you even know that the purchasing station buys our fritillaria bulbs for sixty yuan per kilogram? If it's high-quality fritillaria bulbs, it's over seventy! You're offering seventy yuan for their high-quality ones, how are they supposed to make any money?"

Zheng Sanyang was completely stunned.

Buying goods from dealers for seventy yuan? How do those recycling stations make money?

He took over from the middleman, assuming that Li Long and his team were also dealing with the middleman.

Of course, Jia Tianlong can be considered a middleman, but he is the one closest to the end user, and because he was introduced by Chen Hongjun, he is a major client, almost equivalent to the end user.

Don't underestimate the power of endorsement from state-owned enterprise leaders at this time. Although many people are now going into business, most still prefer to trust state-owned enterprises.

At that time, the credibility of the government was still very high, so before leaving, Chen Hongjun introduced Li Long to Jia Tianlong. Although Li Long was just a young man at that time, Jia Tianlong had already listed him as a first-level partner.

Why were these middlemen so willing to trust Li Long? They were willing to sell their goods at Li Long's purchasing station because firstly, the service was good, secondly, the prices were fair, and there was another very important hidden reason: Li Long had been recognized by the state and was a national advanced individual in ethnic unity.

At this time, the publicity agency will try to portray people as perfect and trustworthy, so in their eyes, Li Long is trustworthy.

Upon hearing what these people said, Zheng Sanyang understood, yet he still didn't quite grasp it.

Even after leaving him, I still couldn't understand why he was different from what I had imagined.

Gu Boyuan was too lazy to explain to him; collecting the fritillaria bulbs was the priority.

In the mountains, Li Long encountered Mo Linsheng again, and this time, he was injured again.

(End of this chapter)