Adding to the thirty over yuan he had left, and keeping some change for everyday expenses, he could buy fifty yuan worth of cotton.
Having made his calculations, he discussed with Shao Jianguo, "Comrade, I'm buying in bulk, is there any chance you could give me a discount?"
Shao Jianguo didn't directly say whether he could offer a discount, instead probing, "So how much are you planning to buy?"
Jiang Changhai waggled a finger: "A hundred catties. I'll buy a hundred catties if you give me a discount."
Shao Jianguo calculated the cost: "Five fifty cents per catty, it can't get cheaper. We've hauled it from afar, including workers' food and housing, the costs are high, we also need money."
They were selling at a very fair price; if it weren't for the volume, they wouldn't dare to sell it so cheaply.
Listening to him crunching the numbers, an idea suddenly came to Jiang Changhai, sparking a new way to make money.
