"Membersman, let's talk a few times?" Zeng Yi walked forward with a smile, came to the group of garlic-bearing villagers, and took out a pack of cigarettes from his bag and distributed them one by one.

"What do you want to talk about?" The man who was betting on the garlic had no business, so he took Zeng Yi's cigarette and lit it, and set a bench for Zeng Yi, and said, "I heard that you have a foreign accent, right? What kind of business are you here to do?"

Everyone around looked at Zeng Yi and thought to himself that just now, he just looked at the license plate, but he didn't know that this young man was from another place and was carrying a driver. He probably was a small boss.

"Of course I'm talking about the garlic in our Wanshui Township!" Zeng Yi sat down with a smile.

When I heard that it was talking about garlic, more than a dozen people on the scene were energetic.

"Young brother, do you want to garlic?"

"The garlic in our Wanshui Township is famous far and wide and is exported every year."

"How much goods can you eat with little brother? If the quantity is large, the price can be negotiated and the discount is guaranteed."

Zeng Yi smiled mysteriously, then raised his legs and crossed his legs, which was completely a strong and prosperous style, and said, "It depends on what price you can give! If your price is satisfied with me, the amount I want will naturally satisfy you."

"I didn't see that, my little brother is still a big boss!" The people at the scene looked at each other, thinking that this was a big fish, and they were obviously very experienced. After testing so many people for a long time, they couldn't find out the bottom of others.

"How much can I eat from my little brother? 20 tons?" Someone tentatively reported a number.

Zeng Yi shook his head lightly, obviously disdainful of this number, and turned to the driver Lao Zhang and said, "Lao Zhang, how many cars did we ship last month? Are there two hundred cars?"

The driver, Lao Zhang, was a little bored, but at least he was a gang member. He rolled around among the top people all day long and was somewhat intelligent. He quickly said: "I am not responsible for other types, so I don't know much about it. But last month it was just a fresh dish, and we were able to ship six cars every day."

Zeng Yi nodded slightly, as if asking about the air. He said, "Can 20 tons of garlic be collected in a car?"

The driver Lao Zhang smiled without answering, but just stood behind Zeng Yi majestic, and then looked at the people who were begging for garlic like a local bun.

The eyes of these ten or so people immediately changed when they looked at Zeng Yi. Be good, this is not a big fish, it is clearly a whale!

"Boss, you smoke a cigarette!" These people stopped sitting down. They all stood up and sent them over, and took cigarettes from their pockets. Today, they were very confused and asked the boss to disperse cigarettes for themselves. This was too rude.

"Pump mine, pluck mine!" Someone forced himself to Zeng Yi, with a smile on his face, and said, "I have 30 tons of goods in my hand. If the boss makes all the goods, the price will definitely satisfy you!" In front of others, this guy was embarrassed to say the price directly, so as not to be said to be disrupting the market, but his winking expression had already betrayed him, and the price must be lower than the market price.

Zeng Yi smiled and took away all the cigarettes, but no one smoked them. Then he stood up and pointed at the cold storage behind him casually, saying, "Is it all garlic?"

"All of them, all of them, and there are some green onions and garlic tables, but they are basically garlic!" The crowd gathered in a group and rushed to answer Zeng Yi's questions.

"It's not the garlic from last year, right?" Zeng Yi asked again.

"No, it's all full of fresh garlic harvested this summer, and it hasn't been stored for a few months in total. The cold storage is fully automatic and constant temperature to ensure freshness." The garlic-bearing person hurriedly introduced that the Dongjiang River is warm and there are two concentrated harvest seasons for garlic every year, one is summer and the other is the beginning of the year.

"Go in and take a look!" Zeng Yi turned his hand and walked towards the cold storage.

"Boss, stay!" The person behind him hurriedly stopped Zeng Yi and said in embarrassment: "The garlic must be new garlic. If it is not new garlic, you can't accept it, but it is not convenient for you to go in and see the cold storage. This is our rule here. Please take more responsibility for the boss."

Zeng Yi looked back at the dozen people and sneered, "The buyers don't let them see the goods. This rule is fresh!" After that, Zeng Yi looked at the driver Lao Zhang and said, "Go and drive the car. Let's go somewhere else to see. I have an advantage, that is, I am not used to other people's bad habits!"

"Yes!" Lao Zhang nodded heavily and said, "No matter where we are, we have never done anything according to other people's rules!" As he said that, Lao Zhang quickly arrived in front of the car and got in and started to fire.

Zeng Yi didn't look at those people, threw the cigarettes he collected on the ground, and walked towards the car with his hands on his back.

"Boss, stay, stay!" The garlic-bearer was anxious and pulled and finally stopped Zeng Yi, saying, "It's not that you can't see it, but you have to tell us how much goods can you eat, boss."

Zeng Yi stomped his feet gently on the ground and said in an extremely relaxed tone: "The goods in this cold storage are probably far from enough to the quantity I want."

The people who were garlic all gasped, thinking that this young man was too angry. This cold storage could store at least 2,000 tons of garlic. This young man could eat it in one bite, and it was far from enough.

"Boss, you want so much garlic, aren't you afraid that it won't be sold?" The garlic bet was a little suspicious. To be honest, they are all holding on to the death now, so it is absolutely impossible for people to know how much goods they have been placing in their hands, otherwise they will not even be able to stand the current market. This is their trump card to hold on to the death.

"Do you know allicin?" Zeng Yi asked, his eyes raised high, meaning that you don't understand even if you say it.

Look at me, I look at you, but no one knows what allicin is. But the more this happens, they feel that Zeng Yi is unfathomable.

Zeng Yi snorted from his nostrils, then pulled out a business card from his handbag and said, "Any cold storage in our place is more than ten times larger than this."

When the garlic-bettor took the business card, he immediately had no doubts. The title on the business card reads the general manager of Zhaoyang Group's Nanjiang Branch. They have all heard of the name of Zhaoyang Group. It is a well-known large enterprise in the country. It is estimated that the cold storage of other people is built from 10,000 tons. All the cold storages in Wanshui Township may not be as good as one of them.

"You guys figure it out, please contact me again!" Zeng Yi looked a little impatient, as if he wanted to send these people away quickly and go somewhere else.

A dozen people at the scene hurriedly said, "Boss, don't be angry. In fact, the rules are just to joke. If the boss wants to see it, you can go in and see it now. You can watch whatever you want."

"This is not good, isn't it a violation of your rules!" Zeng Yi looked unhappy, and seemed a little angry.

"That's all joking, boss, don't take it to heart!" More than a dozen people at the scene agreed, all of them saying that there was no breaking the rules and just now they were just joking.

"Boss, go in first. If you don't like the goods, it's not too late to go to other places!" Everyone advised them. They were really afraid that Zeng Yi would go elsewhere. There was too much garlic in the whole Wanshui Township. If others sent it away, their own would definitely not be able to send it away. You can't keep it in the cold storage all the time. The storage fee is not a small amount.

Zeng Yi was so annoyed by these people that he frowned and said, "Okay, okay, stop arguing, I'll go in and take a look! But I'll tell the ugly words in front of me. If the goods are not good, I will turn my head and leave!"

"It's guaranteed it's Xingar, boss, please!" Everyone felt relieved when they heard Zeng Yi, and were overjoyed and hurriedly led the way.

Zeng Yi still looked reluctant, and slowly walked towards the door of the cold storage with his hands behind his back. As soon as he arrived at the door, someone handed him a coat and said, "It's cold inside, boss, please add some clothes!"

Zeng Yi said "hmm", took the clothes and walked in.

The driver Lao Zhang followed behind. He had some guesses about Zeng Yi's intention to enter the cold storage. He wanted to find out how much garlic people in Wanshui Township had stockpiled. If the stockpiles were too large, under the huge inventory pressure, the price of garlic would probably plummet. At that time, the unlucky one would still be the garlic farmers who worked hard for half a year, and they might have to lose money in the end.

However, Zeng Yi was surprised that he was able to take out Zhaoyang Group's business card from his handbag. Did Director Zeng have prepared?

The situation in the cold storage made Zeng Yi very unhappy. This cold storage that can store 2,000 tons was basically filled with garlic, and the rest were some garlic tables and green onions, which were not very large.

A leaf knows autumn. From the inventory of this cold storage, we can basically calculate the inventory of other cold storages in Wanshui Township. It is estimated that the situation here is similar. After a while, the new garlic harvest will be harvested, and it will be difficult for these people to not even free up the stockpiling place.

Zeng Yi reached out to pull off a piece of garlic from the pile, rubbed his coat and looked at it. It was new garlic, but the ones close to the door of the cold storage were obviously old garlic, and the situation was even less optimistic.

"If I open the acquisition, how much goods can you take out and what price can you give?" Zeng Yi asked.

"We can take out as much as the boss wants. Ten thousand tons is not a problem. As for the price..." The dozen or so people discussed for a while, gave Zeng Yi a price and said: "It must not be lower than one yuan and two!"

These dozen people could take out ten thousand tons by putting together, which shows how large the inventory in Wanshui Township is. Zeng Yi frowned slightly, then shook his head and walked towards the door of the cold storage.

"The price can be discussed again!" Seeing that Zeng Yi was leaving, these people thought it was the price that Zeng Yi could not accept, so they immediately caught up.

Zeng Yi had basically figured out the situation here and didn't want to delay it. He said immediately: "Baqian, unlimited purchase, just say a word if you agree."

The people who bet on the garlic did not say anything. They hesitated a little. The 80 cents price meant that they would lose more than half of the money, which made them unable to make a decision for a while. It was so painful.

"The same sentence, if you think you can accept it, please call me!" Zeng Yi walked out of the cold storage gate, returned the coat to the other party, and said to Lao Zhang: "Lao Zhang, let's go to another place to take a look."

The garlic-betting person saw that the business was not successful, so he stuffed his business card to the driver Lao Zhang, said some good things, and watched Zeng Yi leave.

When the car drove far away, the driver Lao Zhang said, "Director Zeng, the garlic in Wanshui Township is probably going to be in big trouble this year."
Chapter completed!