It turns out that these two people are not locals either, they are from Yuyao.

On the mountain in their hometown, something called "Lamao fruit" is produced.

Originally, the brigade only used this kind of stuff as firewood, but later the Japanese discovered it and bought it for eight cents each.

This time the team made a fortune.

Later, the brigade gradually figured out what the Japanese were buying this thing for.

It turns out that this thing is used to raise cotton and wool textiles, and the principle used in production is quite simple.

Just put this kind of hair-pulling fruit on an automatic rotating shaft, and in less than a minute, the semi-finished product made of bulked sand can be turned into plush products.

So every local household started their own small workshops and started producing this kind of fur collars using imitation earthen machines.

In the severe cold winter, this kind of fur collar produced from "hair-pulling fruit" looks good around the neck and is warm.

An otherwise ordinary winter coat immediately becomes classy once it is paired with this kind of collar.

Therefore, since its launch, it has become a popular product in the local area, with supply exceeding demand.

After several years of popularity, almost all places that produce this kind of "hair-pulling fruit", including Cixi and Ningbo, have started doing this business.

Naturally, more and more products were produced, and they were not only sold throughout Zhejiang Province, but also as far away as Wuhan and Changsha.

This year we have caught up with the good times, winter has come very early, and it has started to rain, sleet and snow since the beginning of November.

At this time, many people came to purchase goods, and almost all the unsold inventory from last year at the production site was sold out early.

What are you doing if you don't use full power?

As a result, many workshops began to expand their scale, hoping to make a substantial profit while taking advantage of the good years.

But what no one expected was that this business had prospered over the past few years, and with the joint production of Yuyao, Cixi, and Ningbo, the market in nearby areas was approaching saturation.

Those who got the goods early this year were scrambling and scrambling for fear of not getting enough, but the goods they took in actually exceeded the real market demand.

And soon, the weather forecast told nearby cities that the weather was about to get warmer.

This is great, no one dares to enter the fur collar immediately.

The price also took an immediate effect, falling like a plunge.

Within two days, the Yuyao production area dropped from a profit of 20 to 30 cents a piece to 40 to 50 cents.

How can people tolerate this kind of psychological gap?

Most producers are just holding back their anger and not selling, hoping that the weather will turn colder and that the goods will be in high demand and attract customers from far away.

It's just a pity, although the weather did get cooler again soon.

But those distant visitors in Wuhan and Changsha have gradually discovered that this year’s fur collars are particularly difficult to sell.

As soon as the smart people saw that the wind was going in the wrong direction, they rushed to sell it at a low price, and they would definitely not buy it again.

You must know that our country's market economy is in the ascendant at this time, and the phenomenon of immature private economies following the trend is quite serious.

Once this happens too much and forms a herd effect, no one can stop it.

As a result, self-employed individuals in Wuhan and Changsha became the direct contributors to the price plunge.

At this time, the market has plummeted, and the real sales have completely begun, whether from the place of sales or the place of production.

By the time most people figured it out, it was already too late.

What was once a favorite has suddenly become something that everyone avoids and despises.

Not to mention selling with a guaranteed capital, it would be better if you can lose a little less.

So everyone tried their best to end the selling and tried to clear out the inventory at all costs.

In this way, by the beginning of December, the panic and catastrophic market situation had completely reached its extreme.

These new products, which were just produced this year, cannot be sold even if the owner is willing to pay one-third compensation.

The two cargo owners that Hong Yanwu met were brothers, and they were purely afterthoughts.

They had a backlog of 29,000 fur collars that they couldn't get rid of in time. Moreover, they ordered machines this year, expanded their manpower, bought raw materials, and owed thousands of dollars in debt.

That's really putting all the money on the line.

If you can't sell this, let alone lose all the wealth you have accumulated over the past few years.

The promised three-month debt repayment deadline has come, what should I do?

The two brothers were anxious and angry, trying many methods and looking for solutions everywhere.

It can be said that it was a desperate situation, and he soon found a sales outlet through his younger brother's elementary school classmates, and that was Huacheng.

Of course, it doesn't mean that you have to sell the fur collar directly to the people in Huacheng, that ghost will want it.

It's because my younger brother's primary school classmate has distant relatives in Huacheng, and his cousin is now doing business on "Gaodi Street".

The most coincidental thing is that this small boss from Huacheng is still negotiating business with seven or eight self-employed people from Chongqing.

And when I mentioned this incident by the way, I didn’t expect that these people were very interested and even offered to eat this batch of goods.

It's just that these people from Chongqing not only kept the price very low, only willing to pay 40 cents for each fur collar, but they also demanded that the freight be brought to Huacheng so that they could transport it by rail.

In addition, after the business is completed, the little boss of Huacheng only asks for a thousand yuan in "tea money".

Calculated this way, the brothers would have lost at least one-third of their capital to start this business.

Although it's better than not being able to sell it, it's still heartbreaking enough.

But after hesitating for a long time, the brothers finally decided to set off and hired a car to bring all the goods to Huacheng.

Because first, time is tight.

In three days, the people from Chongqing will go back, and this kind of goods will have to be sold in season. If you miss this village, there may be no such store.

Second, the little boss of Huacheng convinced them with his last phone call.

The little boss said they were stupid and claimed that there were many pretty things in Huacheng.

As long as he comes here to sell the fur collars and has money in his hands, he can help them buy some original electrical appliances and sell them back to Yuyao.

So what's this little loss? If you keep going again and again, you might end up making thousands of dollars.

Supposedly, this is indeed the truth, but when the two brothers made up their minds, they did not expect that there would be great risks in betting all their positions.

As a result, they waited for them to sleep in the open air and rushed to Huacheng without stopping, but something went wrong.

The small boss of Huacheng and a few people from Chongqing were all arrested by the police for reselling smuggled goods.

So unlucky!

This is great, it really makes heaven and earth unable to respond, and makes earth and earth inoperable!

The two brothers had no choice but to flee, and they almost cried without tears.

All the money they had with them had been used to pay for the bus, and they only had less than fifty yuan left. They didn't dare to live there, and there was no way they could go back.

Not only are they illegal to sell hawking on the street, but they also invite ridicule. Everyone regards them as fools, and no one cares about them at all.

Thanks to the fact that the temperature in Huacheng was not too low, after unloading the goods at the gate of "Gaodi Street" yesterday, they were able to guard the goods and make do in the open air all night.

In such a desperate situation, once they found out that Hong Yanwu was from the capital, how could they not regard him as a life-saving straw?

Of course their brothers are not stupid. The weather in Beijing is definitely colder than that in Wuhan and Changsha.

Moreover, Hong Yanwu and his gang don't look like they are on a business trip. If they could really buy a batch of fur collars, wouldn't their situation be better?

So it became inevitable to cry to the sky and wipe my tears to beg.
Chapter completed!