It is naturally impossible for Zhang Yi to take credit. After all, the true cooperation with Zhu Butcher has not yet begun. Even if there has been a period of contact before, he can only be considered a regular customer at best.

Seeing that the two had something to say, a woman next to her, who was also covered with greasy face immediately replaced Zhu Butcher so that the two could have a normal conversation.

Needless to ask, this woman is obviously Zhu Butcher's wife. She has the same fat head and ears and the same greasy face. The couple are really a natural couple.

Walking to the corner not far from the meat case, Zhu Butcher stopped, looked a little embarrassed, and asked first: "Brother Yi, we are also old acquaintances. Just say anything if you have anything to say! You also know that we who practice stalls actually make some hard money, and we have small capital and low profits. If we have too big business, I may not be able to do it!"

In general, this kind of business cannot avoid favors, especially in the market, the exchange of favors is undoubtedly very important.

I wish the butcher is an old man. He is very prosperous in the pork stall in the West City, so he is naturally a person who is old for accidents. However, he himself is very clear that his pork stall says it is big or small, and he is actually not small. He doesn’t say it’s too much at a day and will have a profit of nearly half a tael of silver.

However, the profit of nearly half a tael of silver is about 20% of the credit. Often, although some of these credits can be recovered, most of them have become dead accounts, and bad accounts are very troublesome.

Therefore, unless it is absolutely necessary, Zhu Butcher is not willing to others to pay credit on his stall. The most important thing is that Chunfanglou wants relatively cheap ingredients like Pig Ears, which undoubtedly further confirms the fact that Chunfanglou is about to go bankrupt.

Under such circumstances, Zhu Butcher naturally did not want to give the meat to Zhang Yi. He kept his small business strict in his words and wanted to block Zhang Yi's mouth.

Zhang Yi was stunned at first, and then looked at Butcher Zhu's embarrassing expression and immediately understood Butcher Zhu's thoughts.

"Haha!" Zhang Yi smiled and said immediately: "I wish you a hard time making money in your small business. I will know naturally. Besides, can I still cheat you based on our relationship?"

Hearing Zhang Yi say this, Zhu Butcher's face changed a little, and he muttered in his heart that people have said this. If he really starts to make a credit later, would he be a little bit more credit?

"What do you mean?"

"Of course I'm working with you!" Zhang Yi turned around, rubbed his mouth towards the pork stall in front of him, and said, "The rich people of this pig ears don't want to eat them, and the poor people can't afford them. I guess they just slaughtered at least ten pigs in a day, right? In this way, this pig ears are ten pairs. I wonder if you guys sold them all or eat them yourself, Brother Zhu?"

"Of course I sold it!" Zhu Butcher's face turned red, but he didn't admit it even if he beat him to death.

He could see now that Zhang Yi must be trying to hit the pig's ears.

After all, as Zhang Yi said, pig ears are not easy to sell, but because they are not easy to sell, he refuses to give in. If he really gives in, it will become a bargain price, and it would be better to eat it yourself.

But when he said this, he was still a little guilty. After all, anyone with some experience knew this kind of thing. It was impossible to hide how much it sold in the entire Western market in the day. Just ask for a little bit of information and it was clear that the reason why he was so important was that he had a little advantage when he negotiated the price later so that he would not be led by Zhang Yi.

"Oh, is that?" Zhang Yi looked at Zhu Butcher with a smile, and did not continue to say it, but said, "I plan to buy ten pairs of pig ears a day, and I will give you seven cents per kilogram?"

The normal price is ten cents, but Zhang Yi is only willing to pay seven cents, so it is naturally carefully calculated.

After all, Shiwen is just a false price given by the market. In fact, if you can't sell it and take it home, you can only eat it yourself. For the butcher, there is no shortage of meat, but what you lack is money. If you can exchange the pig ears that you eat every day for money, even Liuwen and they are willing.

However, if you only need a little ingredients, you can get the price of 6 min per pound of Qiufeng. However, once the demand increases, it will inevitably attract the attention of those who are interested. At that time, the news of Chunfanglou launching braised dishes is spread, and it is not impossible for those who are interested to interfere.

So Zhang Yi felt that the price of 7 cents per pound was very suitable. I wish the butcher could buy it from other butchers at a low price and then resell it to him, so that he would make a profit. He himself would have less trouble of buying from door to door, which would be a win-win situation.

Of course, this is just Zhang Yi's villain's heart. In this era when he was completely unfamiliar, it is necessary to think more about things.

"Seven ounces per pound?" Zhu Butcher widened his eyes.

This price gives him no reason to refuse.

I even wish the butcher a feeling of incredible.

As an old man from the West City, he even needs only four cents to buy it from other peers, so there is a profit of three cents per kilogram. The most important thing is that Zhang Yi needs ten pairs every day. According to the average weight of four kilograms, ten pairs are forty kilograms, and the profit will reach 120 cents, which is almost up to his investment in selling half a pork.

"Of course it's Qiwen, you can pay the money and get the goods in the same way!" Zhang Yi said affirmatively: "But I want to start the day after tomorrow, and you can't change this price at least this year, how about it?"

"Finish!" Zhu the butcher immediately smiled.

The price remains unchanged for a year, and he is still eager to do it!

But Zhu Butcher's eyes rolled, and then he smiled and said, "But this order still requires a charter, right?"

He looked at Zhang Yi's still smiling and said nervously: "Brother Yi, you know that I can't make a lot of money for this seven-cent pound, so I'm just helping you run errands. It's nothing to help you collect this little thing every day, but if you don't want it that day, I'm here...hehe, it's not easy to explain to my colleagues! Look...... Do we have a document or something, and don't you feel at ease with you or me?"

After all, he was doing business. When Zhang Yi saw Zhu Butcher's face, he was speechless when he saw Zhu Butcher's charming but didn't want to take responsibility. Zhu Butcher is really an old shark with a ghostly spirit. His abacus made a sound, and he was simply a Pixiu. He just entered but couldn't get out, and he didn't even want to bear the risk at all.
Chapter completed!