American Big Landlord

v1 Chapter 711: buy? Sell?

"Haha...Uncle Qiu, you are really polite. If you have something to tell me, as long as I am within Jessie Chou's ability, I will try my best to handle you!" Jessie Chou said loudly, but looked slightly cautious.

"It's not a big deal. I heard that in order to make medicinal fragrance, the world buys ginseng that cherishes the vintage?"

"Yes, there is such a thing!" Zhou Jiexi said directly, this thing was originally used to cover up the amount of medicinal aroma and the production of ginseng. I told people that it is normal for me to take out more precious ginseng in the future. "That's it, I heard that you recently harvested bucuo?" "Fiction" "Fiction Chapter"

"Hehe, it's so normal! I received a few when I received a message today!" Jessie Chou blew casually.

"Awesome! Jessie, I really admire you for some things as an old man. The ginseng that most people are hard to find, you still collect a few sticks a day. It's amazing..." The old man was really surprised. Two cases were sold at the same time, and they seemed to be bought for foreigners.

It is estimated that Jessie Chou's people did it. I really didn't expect this kid to have such a wide network. He just took advantage of his relationship, and he seems to have even bought American ginseng Jessie Chow, and he seems to have his own people in several producing areas!

A middle-aged man next to the old man should be happy or uncomfortable. However, it is always a good thing to get news. "Nima's, this rich man is really made, I said that a dozen of our brothers have been looking for so long, but there is no news. Recently, the precious ginseng is almost invisible in the market. Almost all of the items in those stores have been bought by people before. Almost none of the private ginseng products are willing to sell."

"An old friend of mine needs a good ginseng. The old man said that you have it here, so I took the liberty to find you and give me a good ginseng!"

Jessie Chou pondered, and he also traded ginseng. However, it usually means buying more and buying less. It's cheap to buy, but expensive to buy. And it’s usually done with a private transaction, or by looking for someone to ship it out by yourself, otherwise, there would be money to buy it all over the world.

He just put the purchased ginseng into the space to warm it up, the product is much better than when he bought it. Compared to direct planting in space, it costs much less aura.

Of course, he has to add a lot to the price of ginseng. At least the price he sells one ginseng must allow him to buy more ginseng.

"That's it!" Jessie Chou paused. "Since Uncle Qiu has spoken, then I will definitely give you this face! No wenti, I will pick you a vintage and style from the warehouse."

"Haha...Okay! Thank you, Jessie, and come home to drink tea someday. The old man recently made an appraisal of Pu'er from the Chinese dynasty. Coffee is not as good as yours, but I am still a bit zixin for tea. Yes!" The old man said to the phone with satisfaction.

"Okay! I happen to be in San Francisco these two days, and I will go to Sacramento County to see you when I look back!"

"That's OK, remember to come!" The old man said seriously.

"Of course! I want to drink your tea, otherwise my heart will be very restless!" Zhou Jiexi seemed to say greedily, but it was also suddenly thinking about starting things, maybe I can ask him to help.

"By the way, when are you planning to take this ginseng, Uncle Qiu?" Zhou Jiexi only remembered that they thought they wanted him to answer the phone on vacation. It was probably a bit anxious.

"This is a bit more urgent, can you get it over there?"

"Well, I'm in San Francisco now, and no one can open the vault at home. But it's okay. I still have a few copies of wild ginseng that I bought from North Korea some time ago. They are now stored in the San Francisco vault. Inside. The most haode is two roots that are more than two hundred years old, but the price is a bit expensive, and it doesn’t know how old your friend needs."

"I won’t tell you the ones for decades. I have a lot of stocks. There are also some of the ones in the early 100s, one hundred and fifty-six years, one hundred and seventy-eight years, and the price is of course. It’s much cheaper than two hundred years. You see...?"

Old man Qiu was inexplicably surprised when he heard that, he underestimated the boy for a while, and underestimated the boy's muttering. I couldn't help but say loudly, "Good boy, your inventory is really rich. If you listen to you for more than a hundred years, you really have enough of it. Even the two hundred years of it doesn't seem to be bad!"

"I don’t have a lot of dim sum. You can buy this medicine. I tried to sell it in limited quantities, but it’s still in short supply. It’s really hard to find raw materials! I’m buying it all over the world and earning money in the early stage. The tens of millions of dollars in the US have been invested, and every year they have to pay this group of people private salaries, reimbursement of air tickets, and bonuses for those with good performance."

"It was the name of my investment company, and it was my own real money! The kid's business is really hard to do!" Zhou Jiexi exclaimed to the phone. In fact, it didn’t pay a dime, and the balance of payments after a few accounts was very good.

He bought it and reselled it, and he didn't make much money, but he kept stocking more and more. The most important thing is that everyone knows that he has a lot, but he doesn't know how much he has. This is the key and what he wants.

"You kid, let's just break it! Who wouldn't tell you that your medicinal fragrance is hundreds of millions a year, and now you still complain to us!"

"Hundreds of millions, my uncle, how can you listen to nonsense, if there are so many, what kind of business I am still doing, I will sell this every year. Sell it from the beginning of the year to the end of the year, count the quantity and sell it carefully. , I can make a hundred million yuan, I will drag me!"

"You kid, you are not satisfied with a hundred million dollars, you are really enough to make you." Old man Qiu said tastefully, his money is really hard to earn, this kid is equivalent to sitting and collecting money, and also giving favors. This is still here to complain to him, so why should he feel like this.

The middle-aged man sat next to him and couldn't help but slap his tongue. He heard the father and old friend say that he was still very young. Unexpectedly, one of the businesses will have a profit of more than 100 million yuan a year. Compared to himself, who is still under his father, this young man named Zhou Jiexi is really much stronger.

"Money will never be too much, and neither will I!" said Zhou Jiexi.

"Bucuo, never feel that you have made enough money. You have to keep making money and spending more money. That is a meaningful life." The old man said with emotion. "Wait a moment, I will ask him what he wants."

"Okay, then I'll have a drink first!" said Zhou Jiexi.

The old man put down his mobile phone and said to the middle-aged man: "Shouye, how many years do you need? The best thing in my friend's hand is 200-year-old Korean wild ginseng. There are also 200-year-old wild ginseng, and the price will vary. Little difference, what do you think?"

The old man is one and the other is two. He is just helping to set up a line, which is considered to be the love of an old friend, but if he is asked to pay for it, it is another argument. The most important thing is that his old friend is not the owner of the money.