mtlumby2d Chapter 418 Quit
Chapter 418 Quit
"Can we go and see the foal?" Fang Tong became interested.
If his daughter can really cure diseases well, even if she can't treat people in the future, she can still make money by treating animals.
Fang Nanzhi, who was taking a pulse in the pharmacy, didn't know that her father planned to make her a veterinarian.
"I can't see it anymore." Wang Er's smile widened. "Young Master Lin came here yesterday with his son. Young Master Lin took a liking to the pony and bought it."
The sick horse that was originally kept in the stable as a mere filler, was cured and sold. The owner of the stable was overjoyed and rewarded him generously...
This cannot be said.
Anyway, it’s a lot, so he is so enthusiastic about Fang Tong.
"Oh, that's good. Congratulations on getting rich, young man." Fang Tong said with a smile.
As they were chatting, Sun Dacheng came out of a room with his head down and a bit of resentment on his face.
He looked up at Fang Tong and forced a smile: "Tongzi, why are you here?"
Fang Tong raised his eyebrows and asked: "Look at you, what are you doing..."
Sun Dacheng was about to say something when he noticed Wang Er and stopped talking.
Then Fang Tong and Tie Zhu also looked over. Wang Er was not stupid, being stared at by three pairs of eyes.
He knew he should avoid suspicion, but he couldn't bear to do so. He hadn't discussed the real business yet. He wondered if he could cooperate with the girl and ask her to come to the dealership more often to check on the horses.
But it really wasn't the time to talk, so he could only say weakly, "Okay, I have something else to do, Dacheng, you guys go ahead and talk first."
After Wang Er left, they found a quiet place to talk.
"Nothing serious, just a cow died in the cowshed, and I got a few words of scolding."
Sun Dacheng said it easily, but he was completely innocent in this matter.
The cow is too old and cannot be sold if kept in the cowshed.
It died of old age, and the manager blamed him for not taking good care of the cow. How could he have taken good care of it and saved it? Isn't this just looking for trouble?
Fang Tong scratched his head and said, "A dead cow, are you selling the meat?"
The imperial court had regulations that cattle could not be slaughtered at will. Beef was hard to come by and cows that had died of old age were rare.
As for cows that died of disease, few people eat them, because if they get sick, it's no joke.
"Sell." Sun Dacheng still had the final say on this matter: "It's just expensive, sixty cents a pound. Come on, come on, while few people know about it, I'll take you to pick out a good piece of meat."
Otherwise, if the news spreads, the managers of wealthy families will rush to buy it.
Sixty wen, that was a really steep price. But thinking of his greedy daughter and second brother, Fang Tong didn't say anything.
The three of them went to a specialized butcher's house to select meat.
"Brother, give me some tenderloin!"
The person in charge of the slaughtering was Gao the butcher, who had been cooperating with the dental clinic for a long time.
He was a big, burly man with a dark complexion. He wiped his knife with a piece of cloth and said, "Okay, this is the tenderest meat from the cow. It's eighty cents a pound."
As he said this, he was about to cut it.
Sun Dacheng quickly smiled and said, "No, no, no, sixty cents is enough. The person I brought with me is not an outsider, but a brother who has shared life and death with me."
Butcher Gao raised his eyelids and glanced at the few people.
Fang Tong also smiled and took out a handful of fried soybeans from his pocket and stuffed them over: "Thank you for your help, big brother."
Butcher Gao didn't say anything and took the knife to cut the meat.
Anyway, the price of beef was set in advance by the beef dealer, and sixty cents was the minimum price.
If Sun Dacheng is willing to offer the lowest price, then let him do it. He earns a fixed amount of money from slaughtering cattle, so it will not be affected at all.
Several people were waiting for him to cut the meat. Tiezhu said, "Dacheng, do you have anyone in your shop who's particularly cheap lately? They have to be able to do farm work."
Buy some people now. If you don’t, he and Erwa will be exhausted.
Fang Tong is his brother, and he knows that sometimes he is generous and sometimes he is really stingy, especially when he needs to spend real money.
Sun Dacheng was stunned, and then he knew what they were here for.
He thought for a moment and shook his head: "How cheap can it be? Strong labor is valuable, and the cheap ones are mostly old people and children."
If they had come earlier, such as during famines, many people would have sold themselves.
People are worthless, so Fang Tong might be able to get a bargain.
Things are different now.
The market has recovered.
Fang Tong immediately said, "Then let's not buy it. I think if we brothers work harder and add two more hours every day, we can finish the fire."
Tiezhu only felt a burning pain in his shoulders, as if the familiar plow was put on him again.
Even the donkey pulling the mill was not used like this for two hours.
"Tongzi, brothers are made of flesh and blood. Check your conscience and speak again."
Seeing Tiezhu was on the verge of tears, Sun Dacheng couldn't help but be curious: "What's wrong? You guys are working together on the farm, aren't you done?"
He also borrowed the cow for two or three days.
Fang Tong sighed heavily and told the whole story.
Actually, he didn't invite anyone, not just out of stinginess. Although it was said that the rich people grew and ate strawberries and watermelons, his family was different.
Products produced by the system have different planting methods and taste after growth.
He was worried because it wasn't done by one of his own people.
Sun Dacheng frowned and thought for a moment: "Not enough manpower? Then add me."
"This job is not something you can do in a day or two, Dacheng. The things that Tongzi grows are valuable, like yams and strawberries. They need to be carefully cared for."
You can't always ask for leave from the dental clinic, right?
"No big deal. It just so happens that I don't plan to work in the dental clinic anymore. My brothers have become successful, so it's time for me to take advantage of their success."
Sun Dacheng said it lightly, but this is not a trivial matter.
"Don't be ridiculous. Your business as a dentist is always profitable..." Fang Tong said halfway, glanced at his expression, and said hesitantly, "Are you serious?"
Sun Dacheng smiled helplessly: "Is this true?"
He lowered his voice and continued, "I really don't want to do this anymore. It's too irritating. The manager doesn't want to take responsibility at all. If something goes wrong, he always puts the blame on us."
"As long as Tongzi is willing, I will work with you. Just give me food."
The first two sentences are true, but the rest are just nonsense.
Fang Tong rolled his eyes. If he really just wanted to make a living, how could he starve in a pawnshop?
"Okay! My brothers and I have been together since childhood. If you are willing to follow me, then I will accept you." He agreed without hesitation.
Being a brother means waiting for the other person to be in trouble and giving them a way out.
Sun Dacheng immediately smiled happily.
To be honest, he had been envious of Tiezhu since he was making money selling whole cakes and chestnuts.
Finally, he and his brothers became rich.
Butcher Gao cut the meat and paid the money on the spot.
He remained expressionless, as if he hadn't heard what they were planning.
Sun Dacheng was able to use the internal price for the last time to get cheap beef for his brother.
Then I went to find the person in charge, told him I was quitting.
The manager thinks he has a bad temper and gets unhappy after just a few words?
If you don't want to do it, then forget it. There are plenty of people vying for the job of a broker.
He paid Sun Dacheng the wages promptly and told him to leave.
Sun Dacheng put the money in his pocket and said, "I've been working as a broker for so many years, how can you be the manager? Just get out of here, I won't do that!"
He even glanced up and down at the steward: "But steward, you're plump and white, you must have rolled around a lot, right? How about you teach me a lesson?"
That’s right, from the moment he did it, he turned from a grandson into a father.