Reborn in the Millennium: Building a Fortune from Fishing

Chapter 549 Acquiring Fishing Boxes?

After packing their things, they went to find a place to eat.

There were actually two steamed buns in the car, but I wouldn't eat them if I could still hold my hunger, because they'd be too choking.

As I drove towards the city center, I decided to make a detour to the noodle shop.

Sure enough, it was closed, with two seals on it. Many people were pointing and whispering, finding it rather strange.

This noodle shop, which was doing so well, was shut down. Their braised goose was absolutely amazing.

Qin Dahe glanced at it with a pain in his eye. What a lousy shop! They just randomly add seasonings. Damn it.

He's still thinking about roast goose now.

So he simply went to a local Cantonese restaurant nearby. People from Guangdong and Guangxi are known for their love of good food, and any local restaurant that can stay open is bound to be good, something Qin Dahe was well aware of.

He had a lot of interaction with the people of Guangzhou in Shenzhen in his previous life. He was reluctant to spend money on clothes or other things, and he wouldn't even turn on the air conditioning in the middle of summer, but he never skimped on food.

I haggle for ages over a 15-yuan pair of jeans, but I buy a grouper that costs hundreds or thousands of yuan without hesitation.

"Hey buddy, what are your specialties?" He called out as soon as I sat down. He hadn't eaten for six or seven hours since morning and was starving.

"Sir, you still like fresh, live food? You must try our top-notch 'Three Squeaks'! It's absolutely delicious!"

Qin Dahe felt a headache coming on. He wasn't afraid of the Cantonese people speaking their dialect, but he was afraid of them mixing Mandarin and their local dialect.

"Never mind, just give me a slice of roast goose feet, a slice of blanched bok choy, and half a poached chicken." He waved his hand to dismiss the waiter.

This dish, "Three Squeaks," is not commonly eaten even by locals, let alone outsiders like him. It involves eating newborn mice dipped in sauce while they squeak. Just thinking about it makes me feel nauseous.

The poached chicken and goose feet were the first dishes served, and we also ordered a bowl of rice. The chicken was really tender.

The meat inside was slightly pink, with only a few red streaks of blood clinging to the bone; it was cooked just right.

Even the chicken breast doesn't taste dry; instead, it's juicy.

Every time he comes to Guangdong to eat, he greatly admires the skills of Cantonese chefs, and he is determined to have a good taste of the cuisine when his wife comes.

Because of its proximity to the noodle shop, the owner and his staff were still talking about its closure. As fellow business owners, they must have inquired about it and knew the reason for the closure.

"He's harming people in the wrong way." Some customers were cursing when they heard the reason, and almost everyone in the neighborhood had eaten his roast goose.

"No wonder the braised goose isn't selling well, damn it!" The chef's curses echoed from the kitchen.

"May your father and whole family die from this stench!"

"Boss, yours probably doesn't have any additives, right?" Qin Dahe asked while gnawing on a duck foot. He had only eaten it twice and wasn't addicted yet.

The boss, who was in his fifties, blushed immediately and began to swear an oath, "No way, if I'm lying, may I be struck by lightning!"

"This place definitely didn't have it; the roast goose at the noodle shop that was shut down tasted different," an uncle nearby said, offering a fair assessment.

People from Guangdong are very sensitive to ingredients. I didn't realize it before, but now that I do, it's easy for them to identify.

Seeing how much he enjoyed eating the goose feet, the owner even had someone send over some goose wings.

With an extra serving of goose wings, Qin Dahe forgot all about his meal and instead devoured the roast goose, showing off his meal.

Although it's not as fragrant as the noodle shop, it has its own unique charm.

Even the bok choy is carefully selected, with a focus on its crispness and tenderness.

The prices were also high; when it came time to pay, they charged him over a hundred yuan even though he hadn't ordered a single large meat dish.

After eating and drinking to our hearts' content, we went home first and gave the eel to my aunt so we could have another meal that evening.

After taking a nap, Qin Dahe drove to the largest fishing tackle shop in the evening, which was where he bought two long-casting rods.

Spending 10,000 yuan here makes you a member; he received a membership card on his first day here.

Upon learning that he wanted to talk to someone in charge here, the staff member naturally did not dare to neglect him.

Anyone who can afford to spend tens of thousands on a fishing rod is no ordinary person; even the manager treats them with great courtesy.

I had just sat down and drunk a cup of tea when I saw a very capable-looking man in his thirties walk over.

"Hello, Mr. Qin, I am Chen Weihua, the manager of the fishing tackle shop. This is my business card."

"You're too kind. I'm Qin Dahe, the owner of Dahe Fishing Tackle."

After exchanging business cards and introducing themselves, they sat down to talk.

“Mr. Qin is very young.” The other party looked surprised. “I know about Dahe Fishing Tackle. A while ago, the fishing tackle shops in Xihe sold your bait, but the price was too expensive.”

The further south you go, the more expensive the shipping costs become, even with express delivery. A bag of silver carp and bighead carp bait has a wholesale price of sixteen yuan, but the cost of delivering it here is about twenty-two yuan. You need to sell it for at least thirty yuan to barely make a profit. "It's still because it's far away. The cost of shipping in small quantities is high. It would be different if it were a large shipment," he said with a smile, while taking out a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes and lighting one for himself.

For bulk cargo transportation, find those professional long-distance transporters who can bring dozens of tons at a time and sell them slowly, which will greatly reduce transportation costs.

"I wonder what brings you here, Mr. Qin?"

"Hehe, I've come here naturally to seek cooperation." As he spoke, he took out the box at his feet and placed it on the table.

"Manager Chen, please take a look. This is a fishing box produced by our company. It features heat preservation, storage, dragging, and telescopic buckles." Like a salesperson, Qin Dahe began to carefully introduce his product.

As a member who has just spent 30,000 yuan, no matter what the other party is thinking, they have to listen to his introduction with a smile.

"The tackle box has a great advantage in rock fishing. Many anglers in Xichong have already placed orders with me, and the first batch should arrive tomorrow."

Manager Chen was originally prepared to politely decline after hearing the offer, as the fishing tackle store under the Li Group had no shortage of suppliers.

But after looking at the fishing box, he felt it was a good thing and took it to examine it more closely.

Inside were fishing lines, lure pliers, and all sorts of other things. Qin Dahe had rinsed it after using it that morning, and there was still a faint fishy smell.

As the manager of a fishing tackle shop, he must know about sea fishing and know that such a thing that can store and keep the catch fresh is indeed practical. It can be fixed on the reef so you can sit down.

"I wonder if Mr. Qin would be interested in discussing this?"

"What to talk about?"

"Well, we have our own bag factory. I wonder if we could sell you your fishing box, including the design patent and the specific manufacturing method. I will apply to the higher-ups for the price, and it will not be less than 100,000 yuan."

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He also plans to use a consignment method, receiving payment after delivery, to open up the market.

What the hell are we even talking about? They just open their mouths and ask to sell their blueprints.

"Never mind then, I won't sell." With that, he closed the fishing box.

"Mr. Qin, everything is negotiable." The manager was about to step forward to stop him, but Qin Dahe raised his hand to block him. "Trying to force a sale?"

"Of course we won't force you to buy. Why don't you keep this sample?"

"Hehe, maybe we can work together sometime in the future." He shook his head and got into the car with his fishing box.

Manager Chen's expression was uncertain. He immediately recognized the commercial value of the fishing box, and if he could secure it, it would be a great achievement.

If he's not going to sell, then don't blame him for being unscrupulous; just find someone to make a sample.

On the other hand, after getting into the car, Qin Dahe immediately made a phone call to his uncle, asking the company's legal department to prepare to apply for a patent for him.

The simultaneous application for domestic and international patents has likely piqued the interest of that shady fishing tackle shop manager. Patent protection in China is currently far from satisfactory, so it's best to plan ahead.

Moreover, the original version of the fishing box already existed in China, and there was no technical difficulty involved. As long as the insulation and telescopic support were solved, it could be produced.

After thinking about it, I also sent over the blueprints for the aluminum alloy boat. This thing can fit together perfectly to form a 1.2-meter box, and the blueprints are even more valuable than the fishing box.

As for other baits such as silver carp and bighead carp bait, we didn't make any. Bait isn't medicine, so you can sell it without disclosing the formula. If someone makes the exact same bait, there's nothing you can do.

They threw all the blueprints at them for the patented fishing box, including bait trays, rod holders, and other accessories.

It's okay if some applications are submitted in advance. Just try your luck, it's just a matter of spending money.

My uncle said he'll have someone apply for it tomorrow; international patents are processed very quickly in Hong Kong.

As the chairman, Qin Dahe didn't even need to spend money on this small favor; he just took care of it on the side.

The valuation of Dahe Fishing Gear has also been released, at 17.5 million. They even specifically asked him if he wanted to include these patents, which could increase the valuation by one million.

Qin Dahe simply had the fax sent to Fuji in Japan. It would be much better if they held the patents in their own hands and could simply license them for production.

Valuation is not a single number; it requires evaluation criteria from professional institutions, which is why the report has been delayed until now.

Background investigations and market reports are all references, and the organization that ultimately issues the report is responsible for the valuation.

The assessment report cost Qin Dahe nearly 30,000 yuan, and that was only because his uncle gave him a discount.

A normal valuation report costs at least 100,000 yuan. Accounting firms are known for their exorbitant fees, just like law firms.

Without his uncle's help, he wouldn't even have access to these circles, and if he had rashly gone to their door, he would most likely have been ripped off.

He kept these things in mind, and he would just need to give his uncle some valuable investment strategies in the future.

Next, with the Internet 2.0, 3.0, and mobile Internet, there will be plenty of investment opportunities; the knowledge in our minds simply won't be enough.

(End of this chapter)