Sea-hunting: With the system in hand, my eyes are the ruler

"Well, I'm just asking, if we have seafood, would you accept it?"

"As long as the goods are good, we will buy them. Our restaurant purchases fresh seafood every day. But if the goods are not good or fresh, we will not buy them."

"The goods must be good. If you buy things like chitons and general's hats, how much would you pay?"

"Depending on the market conditions, our purchase price varies from day to day. Wait a moment, I'll check today's price."

There was a rustling sound on the other end of the line, and soon Meng Guo's voice came again, "The general's hat is 180 yuan today, and the chiton is 150 yuan. But the quality of these goods must be top-notch."

What the hell!

This is a huge difference, the price is almost the retail price.

Even if some of them are small and the Hollywood Restaurant doesn't accept them, he can keep them for himself.

It is better to eat what you catch from the sea than to buy from others.

No matter what, it's better than selling it to Jiang Ermao.

"What about the moray eel?"

"The price of conger eel is 42 yuan per pound today."

Jiang Han nodded. This price was seven yuan lower than Jiang Ermao's. But the price of conger eel was also lower.

If we sell those seven conger eels to the Hollywood Restaurant, we can make more than a hundred dollars.

"Don't worry, Xiaoguo, we will definitely give your restaurant the best products from now on."

Meng Guo smiled and said, "Then I'll be waiting for your good stuff."

After Jiang Han hung up the phone, he suddenly felt full of confidence.

From this perspective, these two sisters are much more sincere than that old fox Jiang Ermao.

Jiang Ermao's approach was acceptable in the past, but to put it bluntly, it was just a monopoly in the village.

But now there are too many channels, and doing business requires more sincerity.

At this time, Aunt Guihua came in and gave two eggs to Jiang Han.

Jiang Han told her that if her hens laid eggs, he could buy them for three dollars and fifty cents each.

The egg was still warm in Jiang Han's hand. If the two girls were not there, he would have opened it and drunk it directly.

But now, he still took the eggs to the kitchen.

Ma Xiaomei was stunned when she received the hot eggs. "Why are these eggs hot? Is it because of the hot weather? Did they get spoiled by the sun?"

"Of course freshly laid eggs are hot." Isn't this common sense?

Ma Xiaomei blinked her big eyes in surprise at Jiang Han, "Oh my god, this is the first time I've touched a warm egg."

"Sister, sister, come and touch it too. This egg is actually hot."

Ma Xiaomei really put down her work, came over to touch the egg, and showed the same shocked expression as Ma Xiaomei, "Oh my God, it's really hot. I never thought eggs could be hot. This is so fresh."

Jiang Han was speechless. How could something so normal here be so rare for two girls?

Aunt Guihua took the money and happily left Jiang Han's house. Before she even entered her own house, she was stopped by Jiang Ermao.

Aunt Guihua was startled, "What are you doing?"

"Let me ask you, what does Jiang Han do at home?"

Aunt Guihua thought Jiang Ermao was completely baffling. "What else could he do at home?"

"Did they cook? How was the food?"

Aunt Guihua thought for a moment and said, "The meal hasn't started yet, but there are already two dishes on the table."

"What kind of dishes are they?"

Aunt Guihua felt that Jiang Ermao was becoming more and more idle, and even started to ask about other people's dishes.

"Steamed turbot and a plate of king crab."

"What?" Jiang Ermao was stunned. How could he really burn these things?

He could no longer remain calm and ran directly into Jiang Han's house. Sure enough, there was already a plate of turbot and a plate of king crab on the table, and now a bowl of general's hat dried bamboo shoot soup was served.

There was a constant smell coming from the kitchen, and I had no idea what was being cooked.

Jiang Ermao's heart was bleeding. It would be great if these things could be sold to him.

Seeing Jiang Ermao's bad face, Jiang Han walked over as if he knew nothing. "Uncle Ermao, why are you here? Do you want some tea or a cigarette?"