NOVEL NEXT Chapter 245: Dividing the Money
The person collecting mountain goods was so happy, they really didn't expect such a huge harvest this time.
"Xiao Song, these ginseng of yours! I'll be honest, it's only about ten years grown. It's actually kind of a pity—if they had been grown for a few more years, ginseng that's a few decades old could sell for quite a high price. But even now, this price is certainly much higher than one-year-old ginseng.
But it won't be that much higher. I'll give you a realistic price; one pound is just three dollars."
The other young intellectuals all gasped at this quotation.
Stars seemed to sparkle in their eyes.
They had all weighed this batch of ginseng at home beforehand.
It was estimated to be a full 80,000 pounds.
According to this, that's 240,000 dollars.
There are only thirteen of them in total, each person could at least get more than 10,000 dollars, almost 20,000 dollars.
How could they not feel excited?
Song Moting's expression didn't change, "Uncle Li, the price you quoted isn't the market rate—I've inquired about the price of ten-year-old ginseng. In the county, it sells for at least nine dollars.
Even though that's the selling price, the price you're offering is far too low. Even if you want to make a profit, it should be more reasonable. Our ginseng is not easy to come by, it takes both effort and hard work."
Li Erniu looked a bit awkward.
He originally thought these young intellectuals didn't understand anything, but unexpectedly, they had inquired about the market.
However, there isn't any ginseng in the county at the moment, so who provided this price?
"Xiao Song, even though ginseng in the county is sold for nine dollars, those nine dollars have to include transport fees and post-harvest processing, among other procedures. Look, what you have here is purely collected, without any processing, and it's not dried either.
I still have to spend a lot of labor costs behind the scenes, otherwise, with so much ginseng and such a large quantity, I can't handle it all by myself. I have to earn some money for my hard work."
Spoken pitifully, still unwilling to raise the price.
Jiang Xiaoxiao walked over, "Uncle Li, your price really won't do. We initially thought you've come twice already and have seen our ginseng products. So, we were proceeding with acquaintance prices, but who would have thought the price you're offering is indeed too low.
Yesterday, that Zeng Aniu came up and offered us five dollars a pound. We didn't sell because we thought after all, it's better to sell to a friend than a stranger. Since we've first promised to sell to you. At least we have to be honest and uphold the first-come, first-served principle.
But we didn't expect that the price you offered us was so low. According to what you're saying, we had no choice but to give Zeng Aniu a call. He said he could send a vehicle here at any time to ensure cash on delivery."
This Zeng Aniu is a nearby collector of mountain goods—in short, Li Erniu's rival.
Li Erniu cursed inwardly at this, this Zeng Aniu constantly undermines him, and it is indeed the usual trouble he causes.
The young intellectuals can name this person directly, so they must know him.
Otherwise, it's impossible to just say Zeng Aniu's name out of nowhere.
This rascal has at least cost him several tens of thousands of dollars this time.
He was originally planning to keep the price pressed down and directly sell to Guang City over there, where he could earn quite a profit.
He had already arranged buyers with the pharmaceutical factory receiving them over there.
The price is much higher there, ten dollars per pound, and they'd accept whatever quantity.
Li Erniu felt heartbroken; but if he doesn't raise the price now, these youngsters will really contact Zeng Aniu in turn, then he'd suffer a huge loss.
Having gritted his teeth, "Okay! I won't say much else; since he offered you five dollars, I'll offer you five dollars as well. I'll take the whole lot."
Everyone cheered immediately, five dollars compared to three dollars is a big difference, by their calculation, it's a difference of 160,000 dollars.
With the young intellectuals assisting, weighing was weighed, loading was loaded, the weight indeed came out to be 80,200 pounds.
Song Moting and the others directly rounded off the odd 200 pounds.
The main reason is they suddenly got so much money—this truly is a windfall.
If Li Erniu were to boast about it everywhere, these dozen people would quickly be in the limelight.
Giving a little favor is naturally keeping Li Erniu's mouth shut.
Li Erniu understood these young intellectuals were quite capable, especially this Song Moting standing in front of him, who applies both kindness and authority. Just looking at the old driver's military green jeep parked there, he understood this family has backing; it's better to avoid causing trouble, keeping one's mouth shut tightly.
Besides, the 200 pounds of ginseng is at least worth a few thousand dollars, getting a few thousand dollars for nothing, naturally, he'd handle things smoothly.
After half a day, 400,000 dollars were directly piled up in the room, and just counting the money tired out the young intellectuals.
After all, none of them are accountants, none have the skill to manage such an amount of money, each person hugging money, counting stack by stack.
In the end, they pieced together the numbers, finally confirming 400,000.
The dozen or so people were ecstatic, none had seen so much money before.
When they came, if they could bring twenty or thirty dollars from home, that was already quite affluent, and now their families were crying and begging them to send money back home.
Suddenly, it's like they've become wealthy overnight.
Even the wise old folks, seeing such a large sum of money were stunned.
They truly didn't think these young intellectuals would accomplish something significant.
You have to know that this small group's first experimental run—all profits went back to the individuals themselves.
These thirteen kids, 400,000! Each can get more than 30,000 dollars on average.
Gu Dali and Aiguo, sitting in front of the table, guarding the 400,000 couldn't take their eyes off it.
Each eye gleamed greedy and green, more wolf-like than a wolf.
Song Moting gave each a slap.
Otherwise, staring at the money like that, they could go mad.
"Alright, alright, while the weather's still early, let's quickly divide the money, and tomorrow morning everyone takes the day off, then hurry to the county to deposit the money, send money home if you want to, or deposit directly in the credit union.
To prevent leaving it on the farm, in case something happens, then it will be tough to handle. Everyone must keep their mouths shut, this matter mustn't be spoken about. Whether forest farm, or farm, knowing this could stir up a big fuss.
Though the captain said we could contract out, and profits belong to us personally, this isn't a small sum. It might incite envy, everyone should understand."
Ten people nodded in unison.
Silently making a fortune, they certainly understand this logic, and must keep a low profile, even if beaten to death, they wouldn't divulge it.
Song Moting divided the money among everyone, three thousand per person, and the remaining ten thousand was unanimously given to Jiang Xiaoxiao, after all, the idea to cultivate ginseng came from Jiang Xiaoxiao, and the ginseng seedlings were also led by Jiang Xiaoxiao to grow.
If it weren't for Jiang Xiaoxiao, they wouldn't have had the capability to cultivate this ginseng, perhaps that plot would just be barren, and even if they planted something, it might be petty crops like sesame or mung beans, whether they'd harvest anything would remain uncertain!