CHAPTER 426: CHAPTER 426: ONE SENTENCE SHORT OF MONEY

Zhao Xuran found an opportunity to discuss going to Beijing to sell herbal medicine with Zhan Jing. Zhan Jing didn’t object; with so many herbs at home, if they aren’t dealt with, the children’s efforts from last year would be wasted.

But when Zhan Jing heard her son’s plan, she was dumbfounded, "What, what are you saying?"

Zhan Jing thought maybe she didn’t get a good night’s rest last night, so she’s hearing this impossible news, right?

"Mom, you heard right. If the price is right, I’m planning to buy up all the herbs around here, so I need to ask about the maximum purchase amount." Zhao Xuran knew that, as a teenager, saying such things, not many would believe him.

But he had to at least make his parents believe him, otherwise, the plan wouldn’t proceed well. There’s no problem with buying here; as long as you give them money at the same price as the supply and marketing cooperative, there will definitely be people willing to sell.

But how to ship to Beijing depends on Zhan Jing’s connections. Of course, if Zhan Jing is unwilling, Gong Ruini and the others have a second plan.

The maximum purchase amount? When did Zhao Xuran become so kind-hearted? Zhan Jing really found it unbelievable. They said Zhao Xuran was a gentleman, but actually, he was a cold person, far from being as helpful as Zhao Guangran.

If Zhao Guangran brought this up, Zhan Jing might think her son was being kind, but the fact it was Zhao Xuran made her feel something was off.

"Brother, why help them sell?" Zhao Guangran had been quietly eavesdropping beside and was really dissatisfied with his elder brother’s opinion.

"They’ve been so excessive, why should we help them? If we help, it should be Erya’s family we’re helping." Zhao Guangran remembered the people who had helped his family before, and believed in repaying kindness.

As for those who kicked others when they were down, Zhao Guangran said it was already good enough not to retaliate, so don’t expect him to help at all.

"We’re helping them while helping ourselves. This is our price. If we can double the price, I think we should do it." That’s his own brother for you; however angry he was, as long as he knew there was money to be made, this money-grubber would definitely agree.

As Zhao Xuran expected, Zhao Guangran glanced at the price difference in the note and immediately agreed swiftly, "I think we can do it."

"Oh, since mom had to bear this burden back then, if we can help a little, we should." Zhao Guangran’s grin was wide; if they really sold things at the price proposed, they’d make a lot of money.

It wouldn’t be any less than what they’d earn by climbing the mountain to collect herbs. More importantly, this money didn’t require them to work hard under the blazing sun.

When Zhao Xuran first spoke, Zhan Jing knew her son wasn’t so kind-hearted, but she didn’t expect him to strike so hard.

Earning some hard-earned money, Zhan Jing didn’t think it was excessive, it’s not like they owed them anything. So why not make some money? If they didn’t want Zhao Xuran’s family to make money, they could simply not sell.

But Zhan Jing didn’t expect such a high difference, "What if they find out..." People knowing such a high price difference, she wondered what kind of fuss they would make.

"Then they can go sell to the supply and marketing cooperative if they want." Actually, Gong Ruini had previously suggested slightly increasing the price over the cooperative, but Zhao Xuran denied it.

At any rate, no one is forcing them to sell, and Zhao Xuran wasn’t willing to indulge them at this point. "If they can manage to sell to the city’s supply station, so be it."

Zhao Xuran believed those people would rather sit on the kang chatting with a pipe than go to the city to check things out. All they thought about was if possible, someone would handle everything for them, they’d just have to take the money.

Selling to the city, Zhan Jing couldn’t help but laugh, "If they were willing, would we even have the chance to act on these herbs?"

Initially not bringing up this suggestion wasn’t just because she didn’t want to, but also worried that it would inevitably mean Zhao Gang had to put in effort to help villagers sell these in the city.

If the relationship is good, helping is understandable, but when the relationship was already so strained, maintaining face was tough enough, why exert extra effort?

Indeed, for people in the countryside, going to the county was already difficult, let alone going to the city, which seemed like another world to them.

"Looks like we can continue this business." People being lazy is good; if they don’t want to go to the city, so be it, Gong Ruini felt this was the only way everyone could have a mutually beneficial life.

Gong Ruini silently calculated in her heart how much capital they’d have this time, "Aunt Zhan, if your sales go well in Beijing, I’ll immediately mail you a package to earn some quick money."

With little capital, they’d have to turn over quickly several times to earn more. Otherwise, come summer, there’d be no capital to buy herbs.

Especially since Gong Ruini planned to pick up scrap work once in Beijing, and this job also needed capital. Gong Ruini genuinely worried about everything.

Money, oh money, Gong Ruini didn’t even wish for too much money, if she had ten thousand yuan, it should be enough to sustain this affair.

Gong Ruini really didn’t expect that one day she’d be troubled just over ten thousand yuan.

Watching Gong Ruini’s little face wrinkled in worry, Zhan Jing thought she looked rather cute, saying, "Ni Zi, what are you thinking about?"

Thinking about what? In these times, what else could trouble her besides money? "I’m considering money, money; I’m really worried."

Actually, there was a way to solve the problem, just slightly embarrassing to bring it up. If Zhao Gang hadn’t persuaded them, Gong Ruini genuinely worried her stingy father wouldn’t agree to buy the house.

Currently, the family’s focus was to save money to buy a house, how would her parents agree to Gong Ruini making a fuss about buying herbs?

Worried about money? Zhan Jing didn’t understand. Knowing that Gong Ruini had earned quite a bit, she wondered why she was worried about money.

Zhan Jing didn’t understand, but Zhao Guangran did, "Oh, I’m worried about money too."

"There are clearly good opportunities to make money, but no way to earn it." Not earning enough from last year’s herbal sales, Zhao Guangran already sharpened his knives for hard work the next year.

Didn’t expect that with parents going to Beijing, such a lucrative avenue would be so cut off, and he hadn’t expected his clever elder brother to come up with such a good money-making way; such an opportunity couldn’t be missed, or he’d regret for who knows how long.

Yet the biggest problem now was insufficient money, which was indeed a big problem. Zhao Guangran, no wonder he spent long with Gong Ruini, immediately thought of the same idea.

Zhao Guangran looked at Zhan Jing, just waiting for her agreement.

Why has this become her issue again? Zhan Jing wouldn’t think her son was seeking her approval; the reality was her kids were independent-minded individuals, ready to start earning once they decided, hardly needing her, their mother, to intervene.