Chapter 614 The First Sale

The yellow flame jumped on the match with just a rub. Looking at Pu Jinshu sucking the pipe, streams of blue smoke came out of his mouth. This was not surprising, but Dasong, which was still using the fire sickle, was absolutely surprising.

Zhao Mingzhuo looked at the flames beating on the small wooden stick in front of him, and the surprise in his heart made him not bother to drink or talk about "old" with Pu Jinshu again. Judging from his appearance, if he was not afraid of being unfavorable, Zhao Mingzhuo might have already reached out to take a look.

"This? Match!"

Pu Jinshu looked at Zhao Mingzhuo's appearance and felt a little proud in his heart. He was not surprised at all by his surprise. The products on Felekite Island surprised others. This was not the first time. Before he could explain, Abdul Martini, who was standing beside him, could no longer help but practice the flowing language for many days.

"You don't have to be surprised. The ones in this fruit are called canned, and there are also vegetables, meat and rice, but the owner said that the most important thing is garlic!"

Listening to Abdul Zhemal's non-standard Chinese, but he was still chattering endlessly, like the long sea breeze. Pu Jinshu frowned. He wanted to say that this merchant from the Song Dynasty was no better than that from other places. With his saliva attack, he could easily be opened.

But what Pu Jinshu didn't expect was that the businessman with a purple face, listening to the foreign accent and crisp sound of Abdul Zhemaer, could not help but smile, savoring the red wine Pu Jinshu poured him, and smilingly looked at the talker in front of him - Abdul Zhemaer.

"Is this enough? Of course not enough, listen to me in detail! Without a fresh water machine, there is no water to cook. With fresh water, you need a condenser, otherwise, which matches can can be with it! When the water is hot, open the can and throw it into the pot, steam it for a while and then serve it on the table. The hot rice comes with fish, and the sailor brother enjoys happiness. I also give you a piece of advice, a clove of garlic every day, and the stomach is not burdened. After eating, the toothbrush will make your teeth white as silver. If you want to be good, it is my master. You have the ability in your heart and all kinds of new things. If you buy a boat, you will give away all the remaining things!"

At the end, Pu Jinshu stopped shaking his head and the bitter smile on his face disappeared. He found that this chatterbox - Abdul Zhemal is really a talented person. Listening to the lyrics he compiled, he really tasted like the opera of the Song Dynasty. Although it was not good to see it, there was no rhyme. But with his broken Mamluk, it would be good to be able to compile it.

"Haha, Brother Pu, this guy is..."

The chatterbox was worthy of being speechless. After introducing it for a long time, he did not explain who he was. Pu Jinshu smiled, but he felt that this Zhemaer was really talented in promoting products.

"He is, his name is Zhemaer, he is an Arab. He is a subordinate of a friend of mine in Black-clothed Dashi. Although his Chinese language is not very authentic, he has just learned it on the way. The things that Brother Zhao saw were also made by my friend. It has some connection with you. His surname is Zhao!"

The purple-faced sea merchant in front of him was indeed considered a descendant of the Zhao family. As Pu Jinshu knew, most of the ships with the seal of the Southern Wai Zong were ships of the Zhao clan. Naturally, there were many other ships, which had clever names mixed in.

Zhao Mingzhuo, with a purple face, looked at the matches in his hand, and brought him light and heat. He did not doubt that it was the real flame.

"This match..."

Zhao Jiuzhuo held a match in his hand and looked at Pu Jinshu with an inquiring look.

"Indeed, Brother Zhao, these matches were indeed made by my friend, so they need as much as they need. Of course they also have to be sold!"

Zhao Mingzhuo looked at the matches in his hand, the pipes in Pu Jinshu's hand, and then at his long fleet. He was already guessing in his heart how many such things were on his ship. Just like this match, if there were thousands of boxes, how much would it be worth!

"This thing is very wonderful. It is not only available at sea, but also at ordinary people's homes. I just don't know how much this thing is, so I hope Brother Pu will give you advice!"

Pu Jinshu had already made a prediction in his heart that no matter the depth of friendship, if such goods were let go by Zhao Mingzhuo, he could only say that he was not a qualified businessman. Zhao Mingzhuo stroked his beard with his hand, and at this moment he no longer cared about being aware of being aware of being aware of being aware of being aware of being aware of being aware of. After all, such a treasure would naturally not leak out of his palm.

"Brother Zhao, this thing is actually not expensive, 3 yuan for silver, 5 yuan, and no money is charged. You know that this kind of thing is always not very safe."

The retail price of matches is not cheap at all. In the Southern Song Dynasty, one tael of silver is 3 guan, 3 guan, so 3.5 guan is about 1 guan (1,000 guan). Moreover, the currency system in the Song Dynasty is the most chaotic, and Zhao Fubo did not want to be confused by those things. Therefore, he did not intend to retail for the Song Dynasty for the time being.

At this moment, because he is far away from here, these things are naturally the most cost-effective to wholesale. In the future, the base on Jeju Island will be built and the silver from the Song Dynasty will be gathered there. Except for the base development, the rest will become population, raw materials, goods, etc., and will be transported to the Black Food and Food by Pu Jinshu's fleet.

The price of a box of 3 silver coins for civilian matches is nothing to officials and merchants. After all, the prime minister of the Song Dynasty was earning a monthly salary of 300 guan, and a county magistrate who was from the eighth rank monthly salary of 15 guan. In addition to the basic salary of the Song Dynasty, officials also had a wide range of allowances such as salary, grain, food, kitchen materials, firewood, and charcoal, and increased payment, public money, coupons, and voting land.

So along the way, Pu Jinshu calculated the price of goods continuously. When he arrived in the Song Dynasty, all the prices were already clear. According to Zhao Fubo's instructions, the Song Dynasty, as a region with a large population and a huge market, as its own tribe, did not have to make as ruthless as 100 times, but 50 times would have a pretty good profit.

"Oh, so that's it, in terms of price..."

Really, if the price of mass sales is so outrageous, there are not many people who can use things like Match. Pu Jinshu naturally has a way to deal with this and will never use the price to scare merchants away.
Chapter completed!