"Is the person the boss hired reliable? Can you really find snails in this small town?"

At this moment, at the entrance of the county town guesthouse.

A young man of medium height, wearing a short jacket and looking very energetic, was sitting on the stone steps in front of the guesthouse, holding a bag of steamed buns in one hand and slurping down a bowl of soy milk in the other.

Meanwhile, he kept glancing around to see if the person he was waiting for had arrived.

The agreed time with that person was noon, so he wasn't in a hurry and ate while waiting.

The owner told me that the people delivering the snails were from the countryside and lived quite far from the county town, so they would probably arrive a little late and I should wait a while.

He was prepared to wait here for three or four hours.

He just hoped the three of them would arrive sooner so he could collect the snails and go back to report.

"Excuse me, are you a friend of Mr. Sun?"

Just as he was munching on a steamed bun and lost in thought, a young voice suddenly reached his ears.

He subconsciously looked up and saw three men carrying baskets standing right in front of him.

The youngest one looked to be around twenty years old and still very young, the slightly older one was probably twenty-seven or twenty-eight, and the oldest one was a middle-aged farmer.

Cheng Dalong swallowed the bun in his mouth and hesitated before looking at Lin Fan and the others.

"You are?"

Lin Fan smiled, cut the basket off his back, and then placed it in front of Cheng Dalong with a clatter, uncovering the weeds covering it.

The next moment, a large, perfectly round snail appeared in front of Cheng Dalong.

Upon seeing this, Cheng Dalong's eyes widened, and he hurriedly threw the half-eaten bun back into the bag, put down the bowl, walked down the steps, and started rummaging through the basket.

"Young man, you must be Lin Fan. My name is Cheng Dalong. From now on, I'll be in charge of buying snails from you."

He spoke while observing the appearance of the snails in the basket.

The snails were drained of water from the jar and then carried in a basket, bumping along the way, so there wasn't much water left.

He poked it with a skewer, and the soft flesh inside wriggled and moved, clearly indicating it was fresh.

Moreover, the mud and sand on the surface of these snails were almost invisible, indicating that they had been specially cleaned.

Upon seeing this, Cheng Dalong's face immediately showed satisfaction.

"Young man, these snails are quite good."

"Both boxes contain?"

"Yes, boss, do you want to check them?"

Cheng Dalong smiled and waved his hand, saying, "No need. I think you young men are all honest and simple country folk. I trust you."

"You guys arrived so early for lunch, I haven't even had breakfast yet."

Cheng Dalong smiled as he looked at Lin Fan and the other two, feeling a bit more favorably disposed towards them.

Not only were the delivered items good, with low moisture content and no mud or sand, but they also arrived so early, so we didn't have to wait here for too long.

In addition, these three people were dressed like country folk, with honest and simple faces, which made it impossible for people to feel any ill will towards them.

"Don't rush, boss. Take your time eating. We'll weigh it after you're done."

"We were worried that if we arrived late, you would be waiting anxiously, so we came very early this morning."

"Haha, you guys are so punctual, I can't keep you waiting here with me. I've almost finished eating, let's go, I'll take you to weigh yourselves."

Cheng Dalong patted Lin Fan on the shoulder with a smile, then casually stuffed the remaining buns into his pocket, poured the bowl of soy milk on the ground, and returned the bowl to the vendor next door.

He then directed the three men to carry the baskets and walk towards a small alley near the guesthouse.

"This is it. Let me weigh it. I'll settle the bill for you after it's weighed."

The four men stopped in front of an iron scale.

Cheng Dalong gestured for Lin Fan to put the basket on the table. Lin Fan hesitated for a moment before asking, "Boss, don't you have any containers here?"

"Put them in something and then put them on the scale. My basket looks heavy, but it's made of bamboo and rattan. Three of them will weigh a pound or two."

Cheng Dalong laughed and shook his head, saying, "Young man, you're a really honest person. Don't worry, an extra pound or two isn't a big deal. Just use this basket to support it, and pour it into that vat after you're done weighing."

Cheng Dalong pointed to a large water vat next to the iron scale.

Lin Fan nodded, and without saying anything more, immediately took off the basket behind him and placed it on the scale.

Then came Zhang Weihao and Lin Desheng.

After weighing, the total weight was forty jin and six liang.

Cheng Dalong scribbled on a piece of paper with a pen, then looked up at the three of them and smiled, "Forty catties and six taels, I'll just charge you forty-one catties."

"According to the agreed price, it's 1.7 yuan per jin, so I'll give you 69 yuan. Okay, please count it."

Cheng Dalong pulled out some change from his pocket, counted out sixty-nine yuan, and handed it to Lin Fan.

Lin Fan took it, nodded briefly, and smiled, "Thank you, boss!"

Cheng Dalong waved his hand, looked at the snails in the water tank, and said, "The things you sent are good, but there are too few of them!"

Even if we send this much every day, it's still far from enough. I wonder if we could send more in the future?

The bigger the business, the more money Lin Fan would make, and he certainly wanted more. He sent some over, but on the first day, manpower was limited, so sending this much was already quite an achievement.

Of course, since the other party asked, he couldn't say that he didn't have the ability, otherwise how could he continue doing business?

So he looked at Cheng Dalong and nodded, saying, "No problem. To be honest, it's our first time trading, so we didn't dare to buy too many snails, afraid of being cheated and not being able to sell them. From now on, we'll deliver more and more every day."

Cheng Dalong didn't find Lin Fan's words offensive at all; on the contrary, he thought Lin Fan was honest and straightforward, and that such a person was trustworthy and reliable in business dealings.

"Haha, it's okay. It's normal for you to have such concerns. After all, this is our first time dealing with each other. Practice makes perfect!"

"Alright, young man, we'll accept the gifts. I have other things to do, so I won't stay any longer. You can go back now."

"Alright, see you later, boss!"

……

As they emerged from the alley, Zhang Weihao and Lin Desheng were both quite excited to see the wad of money in Lin Fan's hand.

"Sixty-nine yuan is almost seventy yuan. After deducting the cost, you can still make forty or fifty yuan. Xiao Fan, this money is too easy to earn!"

Although this money wasn't as much as what they made the first time they bought wild mushrooms and hunted pheasants, don't forget, this money was practically earned while lying down. They didn't do anything; they just rallied the kids, and they had the goods delivered to their door.

Their family only transported goods in the middle, yet they made such a large profit. That's why the third son is so clever.

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