After Wen Hongchang looked at the squirrel skin, he took the yellow leaf, unfolded it and took a look, spread the skin on his legs, and then touched the fur with his hands.

After touching it, Wen Hongchang raised his head and said with a smile: "They are all yellow leather, but the further north you go, the better the quality of the fur is."

The squirrels in Changbai Mountain are different from the squirrels in Yanshan Mountains. Sables are a unique species in Changbai Mountain. But weasels are the same everywhere.

It's just that the farther north you go, the colder it gets, and the fur of weasels in colder places is thicker, otherwise it won't be enough to keep out the cold.

Folding the yellow leaves and putting them aside, Wen Hongchang unfolded the big skin again.

Wen Hongchang only touched a handful and sighed: "It may be expensive, but this hair is good!"

You get what you pay for.

Yellow leaves and gray bark cost tens of dollars, while large ones cost thousands, so there is a reason why they are expensive.

Just stick the sable fur on your eyes, and even the guard hairs won't prick your eyes.

"Dad." Zhao Jinhui, who was sitting opposite and watching the excitement, asked Zhao Weipeng curiously: "What kind of skin are these?"

"I don't know him either." Zhao Weipeng raised his hand and pointed at Zhao Jun and said, "Ask your brother."

Zhao Jinhui looked at Zhao Jun, who pointed at them one by one and said to Zhao Jinhui: "This yellow one is the skin of a weasel, we call it Huang Yezi; the one on Hui Bahu is squirrel skin, we call it Huipi; the one on Uncle Wen's hand is

Sable fur, we call it Dapi."

"Sable fur?" Zhao Jinhui asked puzzledly: "Why isn't it purple?"

When Zhao Jinhui asked this question, even Wen Hongchang, a fur trader, was stunned.

Yes, the mink fur in front of you now is dark brown, with some white guard hairs mixed in between purple.

It has nothing to do with purple at all.

The minks from Changbai Mountain are just like this, unlike those from foreign countries, which come in all colors.

What people see is either dark brown or yellowish brown, with some white guard hairs mixed in between. These colors have nothing to do with purple.

Zhao Jun smiled when he heard this and casually took the big leather bag that Wen Hongchang had placed on the coffee table.

I also have to say that the quality of Dapi’s fur is really good. In Northeastern dialect, it is called smooth and smooth.

Zhao Jun held the big fur with both hands, stood up and went to the south window. As the sunlight came in from the south window, the big fur was as shiny as water waves.

"The peeled skin has no such effect." Zhao Jun smiled and said: "If it is alive and the sun shines on it, if you look far away, it will be purple."

"Ah..." Zhao Jinhui was doubtful, while Wen Hongchang on the side smiled and said: "The names passed down by the older generations are absolutely correct."

Zhao Jun smiled when he heard this and returned to the sofa to sit down.

At this time, Wen Hongchang looked at Zhao Jun and asked: "Young man, just how many mink skins like this have you brought?"

"Thirty-six." Zhao Jun said the number. After hearing this, Wen Hongchang nodded slightly and said, "I want all of these."

Zhao Jun was slightly startled, but then he remembered that Zhao Jinhui said that this man was quite capable, and that a piece of leather worth more than 30,000 yuan should not be a problem for him.

At this time, Wen Hongchang pointed to the other two items on the coffee table and asked, "What about yellow leather and squirrel leather?"

"The number of squirrel skins is eight hundred and twenty-seven." Zhao Jun had done business in his previous life, and he was still young. He would definitely remember a few numbers and never forget them.

He continued to report the number to Wen Hongchang and said: "The number of weasel skins is one thousand, four hundred and eighty-five."

Hearing this number, Wen Hongchang frowned slightly. These things add up to more than 100,000.

But Wen Hongchang thought for only two seconds before making a decision and said to Zhao Jun: "I didn't expect you to bring so much leather. I didn't bring so much money when I came out today. Just wait for me to go back today, and tomorrow...

I will send you the money by the morning of the day after tomorrow at the latest."

After saying this, Wen Hongchang pointed to the three types of skins on the table and said: "As long as your skins are of this quality, I will cover them all."

"That's right." Zhao Jun nodded and said with a smile, "Don't worry about that. When we collect the skins, we select them carefully."

Wen Hongchang nodded slightly, then took two wads of unity from his pocket, held them in his hand and said to Zhao Jun: "I will give you two thousand yuan, this is the deposit."

"No, no need." Zhao Jun hurriedly pushed the money back and said, "Uncle Wen, we have my brother Jin Hui here, so we don't need anything. When you come back, just give me the money."

Hearing what Zhao Jun said, a smile appeared on Zhao Jinhui's fat face, and the little fat man felt that he had dignity.

"That's okay." Wen Hongchang didn't refuse to Zhao Jun. He put the money in his pocket and said, "Then wait for me to come again."

There are more than 2,000 pieces of leather, and the cheap ones only cost 20 or 30 yuan. You must not accept them casually.

The next time Wen Hongchang comes, he will not only bring money, he will also bring his men to inspect the goods. Today, I just want to finalize the deal first and save this big business from being snatched by other colleagues.

"Um...Uncle Wen." Zhao Jun smiled at Wen Hongchang and said, "What's the price for the skins we collect now?"

Wen Hongchang, an old boy, circled the land for a long time without saying how much money he would give Zhao Jun.

He just said he wanted it all, but if the price was not right, Zhao Jun really wouldn't sell it to him.

After hearing Zhao Jun talk about the price, Wen Hongchang took out a piece of paper from his pocket, opened it and handed it to Zhao Jun across the coffee table.

Zhao Jun took it and took a look, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

It says: Pine 46,47, Yellow 31.5,41, Mink 1080-1250, White Fox 70.

Seeing the price list above, Zhao Jun felt a little excited. If he sold it according to the above price, then the Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce would make a profit of four yuan for every gray leaf sold. And for every yellow leaf sold,

, they can make a profit of three yuan.

As for the big leather, the price is already high. The Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce can earn 80 to 100 for every big leather sold.

More than thirty large skins, another three thousand yuan.

In other words, they can earn more than 10,000 yuan just by selling skins.

A huge profit!

No wonder Zheng Xuekun took his son to the Northeast again and again. This is really making money!

At this time, Li Baoyu leaned his head towards Zhao Jun. He was curious about what price Wen Hongchang could give.

But noticing his movement, Zhao Jun closed the piece of paper, stretched out his arm and handed it back to Wen Hongchang.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! It is not that Zhao Jun wants to hide it from Li Baoyu, but he is afraid that Li Baoyu will react too strongly when he sees the price. In that case, it will not be beneficial to completing the deal.

When Wen Hongchang took the quotation, he heard Zhao Jun ask: "Uncle Wen, did you set this price?"

Although at this price, the profit is already quite a lot. But when it comes to business, everyone wants to make more money, and it’s not about cheating, so it’s just a matter of negotiation.

"This is not decided by me." Wen Hongchang said with a smile: "Like squirrel skin, it is set based on the export price. Not to mention the price changes every day, but also changes every three to five days, with some rising and some falling. The weasel skin and

Sable fur is also priced according to the market price."

As he said that, Wen Hongchang slightly raised the paper in his hand and said: "Today, the entire Xiji is priced at this price. No matter who it is, not a penny more or a penny less. I won't fool you, you can do whatever you want.

Ask around."

"Ah..." After hearing Hongchang's words, Zhao Jun knew what was going on.

"Uncle Wen, what's going on with the fox skins?" Zhao Jun asked: "Why do you accept the white fox skins? The gray ones and the red ones?"

Zhao Jun never expected that the fox furs that his supply and marketing cooperative and state-owned stores did not accept, were already being accepted by Xiji, and the price was not low.

You know, the Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce collects fox skins from Xishantun, and a white fox skin only costs ten yuan. If you get it here, you can sell it for seventy yuan, and the profit is almost as big as that of big skins.

What Zhao Jun didn't understand was why he only collected the white ones and not the gray, yellow and red ones?

If he accepted them all, he would be rich!

"Because Bai is of high quality." Wen Hongchang said with a smile: "Didn't you stop acting in "Dream of Red Mansions" in the first few years?"

Hearing Hongchang's words, Li Baoyu instantly became interested. Their Li family has been "literary for generations", and everyone in their family has their own favorite books.

For example, Li Baoyu likes to watch "Water Margin". And Li Dayong likes to watch "Dream of Red Mansions" most. He likes it so much that even the names of Li Baoyu's three brothers and sisters are from "Dream of Red Mansions".

At this time, Wen Hongchang continued: "I really liked reading that book, so I just remembered it. What did Lin Daiyu wear in it?"

Wen Hongchang was an eloquent speaker. He attracted everyone's attention with just a few words. Everyone seemed to be listening to a story. Hearing Hongchang said: "That Lin Daiyu wore a pair of gold-plated gold-digging clouds and red incense."

Sheepskin boots, covered with a white fox's crane cloak with red feather gauze."

Hearing what he said, everyone felt an unknown sense of severity.

Wen Hongchang smiled and then said: "This is equivalent to Lord Mengchang's white fox fur."

"What is a white fox fur?" Wen Hongchang suddenly asked a question, and then he asked and answered: "It is said in "Historical Records" that the white fox fur is worth a thousand pieces of gold and is unparalleled in the world."

With that said, Wen Hongchang put the quotation into his pocket and said: "We at Xiji have only started collecting white fox furs in the past two days. I didn't expect at first that we could offer such a high price directly.

price."

"Fox fur makes a coat warm." Zhao Weipeng followed. Wen Hongchang smiled and said: "Of course it is warm, and the money is good."

"Hey, Uncle Wen." At this time, Zhao Jun picked up the big piece of leather on the coffee table and said to Wen Hongchang, "There are also white leather pieces."

"Ouch!" Wen Hongchang, who had just received the cigarette from Zhao Weipeng, exclaimed, "That's more valuable!"

As he spoke, Wen Hongchang slowly shook his head and said: "The mink skins outside don't count, just the mink skins from your Changbai Mountain. If it comes out white, then it is a treasure! Not to mention a thousand pieces of gold, it is worth ten thousand pieces of gold!"

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"Oh..." Zhao Jun clicked his eyes twice and said: "One gram of gold is fifty or sixty, how much is ten thousand gold? Let's count it as ten thousand grams, that's still fifty or sixty thousand."

"Fifty or sixty thousand?" Wen Hongchang smiled and said, "You can't even see fifty or sixty thousand!"
To be continued...