What the hell is a private enterprise?

Chapter 6 Testing the Waters
The village chief was quite satisfied with the "imported" diesel engine and enthusiastically invited Tang Wenming to go out to the sea early in the morning, but the latter decisively shook his head and refused.

In the past, Tang Wen was an expert at catching shrimps in the water, but now he is a complete landlubber.

Although the memory was there, he didn't want to be gone like Lao Deng after a few struggles.

After seeing the village chief off, Tang Wen immediately looked at the five thousand yuan in his hand and laughed out loud.

The profit from selling a diesel engine is equivalent to 100 silver coins. As long as 10 units are sold, enough funds can be saved for the upgrade.

However, the entire village basically only uses the village chief's tractor, and if they want to sell it again, they have to go to the town or even the city.

Thinking that it would take a long time to get the order from the duty-free specialist, Rangwen started building a new diesel engine as soon as night fell.

The current zero-level shipyard can only produce two at a time, and four units must be divided into two batches, which can be completed in 12 hours.

The next morning, Chen Yonggui saw Tang Wen standing at his door, pointing at the Sibu Xiang that had just had a new engine installed and said:

"Uncle, can you lend me your car? I'm going to town to sell some things."

"What are you selling?"

"A few more diesel engines, ga ga new."

Chen Yonggui, who had been fishing all night and had just finished delivering goods in the early hours of the morning, was still feeling sleepy, but as soon as he heard the diesel engine, he immediately became energetic:
"And? Did you put all your money in?"

“There will only be a few in the first batch.”

Seeing that Tang Wen was humming and refusing to say more, Chen Yonggui didn't ask any more questions and pointed to the crank in the corner:
"Don't dig a ditch for me!"

……

The shipyard used to have lifting hoists. Tang Wen first lifted two of them and put them into the cargo box, then cut off most of the labels.

This time he plans to test the waters in town first to see how big the potential market is.

The dirt road leading into the town was very bumpy. Fortunately, Tang Wen had nailed the wooden frame in advance, otherwise it would have been bumped a few times.

When they were almost in the town, Tang Wen could already see the bustling crowd.

Today is the second day of the lunar calendar. Many vendors only gather in Dayuan Town on the second day of every lunar month. It is not yet 9 o'clock, and many adults and children are out shopping, making the already narrow streets crowded.

Seeing that he couldn't drive in, Tang Wen found an open space at the entrance of the town, turned the Sibu Xiang truck around so that the cargo bed faced outwards, revealing two diesel engines fixed in wooden frames inside.

He took out a board with words written on it in advance and leaned it against the truck bed, then sat quietly beside it.

There's no need to shout out to sell it specifically. This isn't something people will buy just to join in the fun; people will naturally come up and ask.

The reversing process has already attracted a lot of people's attention. People passing by will look into the truck bed and catch a glimpse of the two brand new diesel engines. Some people will stop and look at them curiously.

Not long after, a middle-aged man with a little girl riding on his neck stopped in front of the "Si Bu Xiang" and grabbed the little girl's legs to look inside.

The well-made appearance of the system was very eye-catching. The middle-aged man stretched his neck, looked at the simple words on the board and said "Huh".

It clearly reads: "Amphibious 25 horsepower diesel engine"

"Can this machine produce 25 horsepower?"

Tang Wen glanced at the middle-aged old fisherman and pointed at the front of the car:
"This tractor is also equipped with this. You will know after trying it."

The middle-aged man was not polite. He put the little girl down from his neck, started the tractor, and then squeezed the accelerator cable hard.

The diesel engine's exhaust sound immediately became denser, and a strong puff of black smoke was emitted, and the speed increased visibly.

The middle-aged man felt confident when he heard the noise, then he squeezed the accelerator a few more times and listened carefully to the sound and vibration of the operation.

He praised in his heart, "Good machine," but his expression remained unchanged as he turned around and asked:
“Is this domestically produced or imported?”

"It's made in mainland China. Check the label for yourself."

When the old fisherman looked at the nameplate, he saw only a line of words left on it: "Gaijin Medal 25 horsepower single-bar low-speed diesel engine", and all other information had been erased.

Building a gold medal? Never heard of it.

But on the surface, the workmanship seems fine, at least not worse than Changchai and Yuchai. "Where is the Gaijinpai made?"

The old fisherman asked casually, but it stunned Tang Wen. He had never thought about this question before.

"This... is a specialty of Anton."

"Dandong? It's in the Northeast."

Tang Wen didn't correct his mistake and nodded vaguely.

The other onlookers around also looked at them in surprise when they heard the word "Dandong". It is not easy to buy products from the Northeast in the south, and it is a brand they have never seen before.

"It has great horsepower, but the quality of domestically produced products is poor."

The fisherman seemed a little regretful and disgusted, and looked like he was about to leave.

He put the little girl back on his neck and asked casually:
“How much does this one cost?”

The onlookers immediately pricked up their ears. Although most of them were not buying, they at least knew the market conditions and were curious about the price differences of Gaijin diesel engines in the Northeast.

Tang Wen held up five fingers:

"If you want to buy this amount sincerely, no bargaining, no after-sales service, no refunds or exchanges."

The crowd immediately booed. Upon hearing the latter part of the sentence, the old fisherman shook his head like a rattle, his dark face full of rejection, and he questioned dissatisfiedly:

"What if your machine breaks down? Wouldn't that mean your money is just wasted?"

There were immediately many voices of agreement around me. Although the three guarantees are not yet mandatory these days, it is rare to hear someone directly say that there is no after-sales service.

"Our machines have all been tested, so you can try them before you buy them. Once you use them, you cannot return or exchange them."

Even with more than a dozen pairs of eyes on him, Tang Wen still insisted. It wasn't that he was mean. In fact, the profit from selling diesel engines was enough to just replace them without repairing them. He wouldn't lose money anyway.

But he has to consider how harsh the environment will be for potential customers; after all, it will be installed on a tractor or a fishing boat.

Blown by wind and rain, splashed by mud, corroded by sea water, and even completely submerged in sea water by a wave, there is no worst, only worse.

The maintenance of this thing is purely up to the user's awareness, and it can easily break down if used improperly.

As for repairing it…if it breaks, all he can do is recycle the steel, which is of no use to him.

It would be better to just state that there is no after-sales service. Anyway, he has already asked the village chief. 25 horses are rare goods in the market and can usually only be bought in the city. Moreover, the price is very unconventional, and ten thousand is not expensive.

If a brand new diesel engine worth 5,000 yuan breaks down, it means you don’t know how to use it!
After hearing Tang Wen's unreasonable after-sales policy, the old fisherman was about to leave. He took two steps and suddenly stepped back, opened his palm, frowned, and asked:
"Wait, how much did you say just now? This amount?"

"Yes, five thousand."

"Five thousand?!"

The dark and thin old fisherman's eyes almost popped out of his head, and the others also pricked up their ears.

Many people didn't see the gesture I made just now, and only now do they know that the diesel engine costs 5,000 yuan.

"It's so expensive for just one machine. A handheld one is only 2,800."

"You know shit! This is a 25-horsepower one, and the 5-yuan one only has !"

"25 horses??"

"..."

Those who knew a little about the business immediately realized the appeal of the price and rushed to the front.

The old fisherman carrying the little girl stepped forward and stared at the beautiful diesel engine, blinking and asking:
"Really five thousand? Is it new?"

"Guaranteed to be new, good quality, and delivered... Delivery is only available in Dawan Town. If you're further away, you'll have to find a way."

"I want them. I want both of them!"

(End of this chapter)