"What?!"

Matsuda Akio looked at Aohai with a stunned look, with the same expression as Soichiro Oda and Yangta Oshima. No matter how they imagined it, they did not expect that when they said that they wanted to buy all the watermelons produced by the Canghai family, Canghai actually gave such a price they could not imagine.

Hua Hai smiled and raised a finger, then he then stepped up another one, and said, "I think this price is very reasonable!"

Matsuda Akio said: "Impossible, Mr. Cang, what price are you selling in the Magic City? I don't know, now you actually shouted 120 yuan per pound, which was several times the price. I think this is not a way to entertain guests, right?"

Not to mention this price, even half of the price is not qualified to agree with Matsuda Akio's position, not to mention that this is not authorized for patents and cannot be planted in Japan.

"Our friends are friends, and business is business. Just like what you said just now, I always bid and you will bargain. If it is really inappropriate, our business will not be successful," Cang Hai said.

Now the three Japanese looked at the smiles on Cang Hai's face, and a bitter feeling suddenly surged in their hearts. When they came, they did not expect to face such a price. In the eyes of their company, it was a simple task to grab this new watermelon from a young man in his twenties and a young man without roots.

Even Akio Matsuda and the other two felt that the company's idea was a bit too simple. Now, which one of the Chinese people does some science and does not know about the registration of patents, and which one does not know about intellectual property rights.

China is not a decades ago when I gave some money to get something, but they never thought that Canghai actually offered such an outrageous price.

"Mr. Cang, to be honest, it's meaningless for us to negotiate business at this price, because I didn't get such a high authorization when I arrived!" Matsuda Akio said with a bitter face.

Canghai continued to smile and said, "If there is no such high authorization, it's not right. Everyone is more relaxed. I'll take you to see the melon field tomorrow. After seeing the melon field, I will slaughter another sheep. Let's drink beer and eat mutton skewers tomorrow night."

Seeing the three Japanese people with bitter faces like a bitter melon skin, Canghai felt that he should not continue to stay. Although he really wanted to see them have a good song, it was so impolite.

"Then let's do it. You guys have a break early. Let's go to see the melon field tomorrow morning." Cang Hai smiled at the three of them, said good night, and turned around and left Laoyao.

As soon as Canghai left, Matsuda Akio and the other two looked at me, and I looked at you, and I couldn't speak for a while.

"Matsuda, what should I do?" Soichiro Oda's face began to sweat now: "Do you want to talk to Aohai tomorrow morning?"

Oshima Yangta also opened his face bitterly: "There is no need to continue talking. Even if he cuts the price by half, are we qualified to agree?"

Matsuda Akio thought for a moment and said seriously: "It's true that there is no need, but we will do our own business tomorrow. Let's wait for news from the headquarters after we go back!"

"Matsuda-kun!" Kojima Yang shouted anxiously.

Matsuda Akio's face was a little pale, and he wanted to smile at Oshima Yang too much, but unfortunately he couldn't squeeze out a smile no matter what, "We will leave after reading Guatian tomorrow. You two are waiting for news here, and I am going to return to the Demon Capital. I think someone from the headquarters will soon come to negotiate with Canghai on my behalf."

The headquarters thought that the task was as simple as going to a toilet, and was messed up by himself. Matsuda Akio didn't have to think about how annoyed the headquarters would be. How many people called themselves a useless idiot behind their backs, so when they heard the poster of the Cang poster that he never dreamed of, Matsuda Akio's heart was cold.

Oshima Yangta said: "You are not responsible for this matter. I think Mr. Lu Yanzhi probably already knows our background. Even if he doesn't know, he still understands what we do."

"Tell me who will take over me to negotiate," said Akio Matsuda.

Hearing Matsuda Akio's words, Oshima Yangta and Oda Soichiro were not feeling well.

While the three people in the cave were frowning, Canghai was eating vegetable burrito beautifully.

"Haiwazi?"

Hearing someone calling him, Cang Hai stretched his head in the direction of the sound. After a glance, he found that Wei Wenkui was standing on his platform, waving to him.

He reached out and pointed himself. Seeing Wei Wenkui lit his head a few more times, Canghai then walked down the slope while chewing the cake.

"Uncle Wei, what's the matter?"

"Walk into the house and talk"

As he said that, Wei Wenkui pulled Canghai into the kiln.

After picking up the gauze curtain, Cang Hai looked at the people in the room and said in surprise: "Everyone is here!"

There were a group of people sitting in Wei Wenkui's family. Every family in the village had their own words and the men who kept their word were here, and even Ping An sat on the small stool in the house.

"Haiwazi, I'll ask if the Japanese who came here want to buy watermelons?" Hu Shijie didn't talk to Cang Hai, and asked directly about the matter.

"Yes!" Cang Hai stuffed the last bit of cake into his mouth, patted the powder in his hand, then pulled a bench and sat down.

"How much can that pound be sold for? How much does the Japanese charge?" Li Liren heard this and glanced at his three-year-old Li Lida: "Fifteen or ten yuan?"

"What? Are you interested in planting melons and selling them to the Japanese?" Cang Hai looked up and asked with a smile.

Seeing that everyone looked at him, Hu Shijie took a sip of dry tobacco, organized a speech and said, "If the Japanese want more, we will naturally have to plant it. If we want less, then you should plant it."

When the young and old heard that the Japanese came to buy watermelons, the old and young men had no idea. However, when Ping An said that Canghai had prepared watermelons for 15 or 20 yuan, he immediately became uneasy. So everyone came to Wei Wenkui's house to discuss things.

Originally, in their opinion, the price of Japanese people coming to buy melons was not known to be reduced. In their concept, what we sell to foreigners are bargains, but what foreigners sell to domestically are expensive and good things.

There are also people in the county to grow watermelons, but why don’t we grow watermelons? We should just grow grain on the ground honestly. Isn’t it because watermelons are not easy to sell? Even if the watermelons in Canghai are good, they are so expensive. In the eyes of the villagers, who is really stupid to buy! The sales volume is definitely not good.

"Ten yuan, fifteen? They think beautifully, go buy a melon vine," Cang Hai said with a smile.

Wei Wenkui smiled and said, "Haiwazi, don't blow the air. A pound of watermelon is not good enough. If the Japanese buy this price, I will not plant anything next year, so I will follow you to plant watermelons. Even if it is ten yuan per pound, I will build a piece of land on the slope. It is as big as now, and it will have to be hundreds of thousands a year, right? No, I have to plant some food fields for my family to eat!"

"If the Japanese give this price, it will be like this," Cang Hai nodded and said.

"I called back all the children and grandchildren in my family for hundreds of thousands a year, and I was still working as a job! Li Liren blinked his eyes and thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out why he had to earn hundreds of thousands of dollars. But if he couldn't figure it out, it wouldn't count it. He just opened his mouth and said his thoughts.

Canghai originally had the original intention of growing watermelons. Now, the few old men and women in this village, including Canghai himself, Ping An and Shi Wei, three young men, don’t have much lifestyle at all. The bustling small village must be old and young, and children will take their dogs to run around the village. What does this look like now?

Originally, Canghai's plan was to grow watermelons. Everyone came back, including those working in the city. They picked up a slope and planted watermelons on them, took care of them for a year, and then took advantage of the 100,000 yuan in their pockets. In this way, there was no need to sweat on the factory assembly line, and no need to work hard on the construction site. It would be great that everyone lived a leisurely life of their wives and children. Now the life in the village is monotonous and tight.

"Li Ren, don't talk about that uselessness." Hu Shijie said to Li Li Ren, and then looked at Cang Hai: "What price have you offered to the Japanese?"

"One hundred and two!"

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

When I heard the price, several old men were choked by the cigarette in their mouths, and after a while, they were breathing.

"Did the Japanese agree?"

The eyes of several old men suddenly had an inexplicable divine color. The divine color was so scared that Cang Hai was shocked and suddenly felt as if he was staring at by several ferocious old wolves.

Hu Shijie and others were frightened directly. Watermelons were 120 pounds. Where did they grow watermelons? They were just golden egg seeds. Think about it, if the melons on the slope of Canghai were sold for 121 pounds, let alone the children at home did not have to work, and the family would be separated. Even if the children and grandchildren were lying to eat, as long as the Japanese still wanted melons, their descendants could have a support.

Once things related to descendants are concerned, the old men always pay special attention to it, which is also a tradition that has lasted for thousands of years.

Cang Hai replied: "I didn't agree!"

Hu Shijie was directly amused by Cang Hai: "What are you pulling if you didn't promise! I still want 10,000 pounds. Does anyone buy it? That's not a big deal if no one buys it!"

"How much is the price the Japanese give?" Li Lida asked.

"Who knows, they asked me how much I wanted one pound, so I quoted a hundred and two, telling them whether the benchmark price would be lower than this number," Cang Hai said.

Li Licheng shook his head and said, "Are you crazy? No one can want it?"

"Grandpa Cheng, what you said, they don't want it, so I won't sell it if I don't give it this price, and even if I stay at home and eat it, I won't lower the price." Cang Hai said with a smile.

Cang Hai thought that even if he didn't pay the price, he would have to be eighty or ninety.

Ever since I learned that the company behind Akio Matsuda was not a melon dealer, but a biotechnology company, Canghai knew that the melon he planted was favored by the Japanese. It was definitely not as simple as the Japanese wanted to eat melons. There must be something he didn't know, and it was something that Matsuda's company wanted.
Chapter completed!