The full-level master chef made a big spoon in the 80s

Chapter 112

The place selling asbestos tiles is located in the innermost part of the building materials market, which is different from Xu Nan's imagination.

There was nothing in the store, only a few cut pieces of asbestos tile samples were placed in the room, and all the goods were placed outside the room.

But she thought about it again. After all, the asbestos tiles are not only big but also heavy. Moving them into the house is not only time-consuming and labor-intensive, but also takes up space.

So stacking them outside the house is the best way.

When the shop owner saw them entering the house, he warmly entertained them:

"Hi, what would you like to order?"

"Want to buy asbestos tiles? What are you going to use them for?"

"How much do you want? If it's more, I can give you a discount?"

"What price do you want, I will help you choose."

The shop owner was too enthusiastic when he spoke, four questions in a row, and Lu's father's ability to organize language temporarily failed.

He thought for a long time, and asked four questions at the same time, but he didn't know which one to answer first.

Seeing this, Lu Nanzhou opened his mouth and replied:

"To repair the old house at home, it has been in disrepair for a long time, so it leaks, so I need to buy some asbestos tiles and re-lay it."

After hearing this, the shop owner expressed his understanding, and then continued to ask Lu Nanzhou:
"I don't know what the ideal price is in your mind?"

After hearing this, Lu Nanzhou didn't understand these things, so he turned his head to look at Lu's father, and said to the shop owner:
"You ask my father about this."

Father Lu came back to his senses, and said to the owner of the asbestos tile shop:

"Then let's take a look at the samples before making a decision."

After all, when it comes to renovating a house, you can’t just choose cheap ones, only good quality ones will last for a long time.

And a broken asbestos tile, even if the price is expensive, how expensive can it be?

Father Lu thought so, and when the shop owner heard this, he led them outside directly, and instead of looking at the samples, he went straight to see the real thing.

The shop owner has been in business for so many years, and he is also a cunning head. He first looked at the three of Lu Nanzhou from top to bottom quietly.

Then judge the price they can afford according to their clothes.

The store owner pointed to one of the asbestos tiles and said to Father Lu:
"What do you think of this piece?"

"It's almost the end of the new year, and there are quite a lot of people who come here to buy asbestos tiles and want to repair their houses."

"The one in my hand is the best-selling one in our store. It is not only economical but also easy to use."

After Father Lu heard it, he stretched out his hand and touched it. He looked at the thickness of the asbestos tile and felt a little dissatisfied.

"What do you think of this one?"

The shop owner observed Lu's father's expression and saw that he was obviously hesitant.

With a flash in his eyes, he had already anticipated Lu's father's reaction.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly without showing any emotion. This business is a psychological warfare.

He first brought the goods that were close to him to Lu's father. If he didn't match, he would naturally choose a better one.

At this time, he took out the asbestos tiles that were of a higher grade. With the "good" and "bad" differences, Father Lu naturally looked down on the bad one.

Looking at Father Lu, he led him to another batch of asbestos tiles, and continued:
"If you weren't satisfied with the previous one, take a look at this asbestos tile."

"They are all produced by the same manufacturer. This one is made of better materials, but..."

Half of the words were annoying, Xu Nan asked directly:
"Just what?"

I'm afraid I'm going to ask for a price increase!
Although Xu Nan had never been to the building materials market in her previous life, she often wandered around shopping malls. When she was bored, she would go to small vendors on the side of the road to watch grandparents bargaining.

It can be said that he has made it clear that the merchant sells goods. Even if the shop owner in front of him does not speak, Xu Nan knows what kind of medicine he sells in his gourd.

Sure enough, after hearing Xu Nan's words, the shop owner continued:
"It's just that the price is twice as expensive."

Father Lu didn't know the price of the previous asbestos tile after listening, so he asked:
"What was the price of the previous piece?"

Seeing Father Lu's hesitation, he was obviously hooked.

Seeing this, the shop owner showed a triumphant smile, but he quickly put it away. He said to Lu's father as if he was doing a loss-making business without making money:

"Dude, you've come to the right place."

"You see, my business is not doing well these days. This meeting is fate."

When Xu Nan heard this, he snorted coldly in his heart, thinking that they were all brothers, and the next step was probably to lose money and do business.

Sure enough, the shop owner changed his voice immediately, and then said:
"We can't cheat our brothers, right? The price of the previous one was 31 yuan, but now this one is [-] yuan."

Father Lu frowned after hearing this. This was too far from the budget in his mind. After all, his demand was huge, and the purchase of these dozen or so asbestos tiles was also a big price.

First raise the price and then lower the price. This is a psychological warfare for doing business.

Seeing Father Lu's troubled look, the store owner pretended to be embarrassed, and offered to lower the price:
"Well, we can't make it difficult for you. I think you're using a lot. If a roof is completely resurfaced, it will probably cost more than a dozen yuan."

"Then I'll drop the price for you. I'll drop you five yuan for each yuan. How about selling it to you for 25 yuan?"

The shop owner retreats to advance, raising the price first and then lowering the price, playing a routine, but in fact it is still the same price, no matter what it is, it will make a steady profit.

Sure enough, after Father Lu heard this, he raised his head suddenly, obviously his heart was moved.

Xu Nan sat aside and shook his head, thinking that the owner of this shop could only pick on honest people like Father Lu to deceive him.

Just when Father Lu was about to open his mouth and nod in agreement, Xu Nan pulled Father Lu from behind, and under his puzzled gaze, he took a step forward and said to the shop owner:
"I don't think the quality of your asbestos tiles is very good. You have to shop around when buying things."

"Your asbestos tile sounds good. What brand? What manufacturer? How many centimeters is the width? How many years is the warranty?"

"If we buy it back and the asbestos tile is cracked, who should we ask to accompany it?"

Xu Nan asked several questions in succession, why the shop owner was sweating from the back of his head.

He looked at Xu Nan, thinking that a knowledgeable person came here today, and his idea of ​​taking the opportunity to cheat them for a fortune is not valid.

After Xu Nan finished speaking, he walked to the pile of asbestos tiles, touched and knocked on each piece.

In the end, she stopped in front of the asbestos tiles on the easternmost side, and asked the shop owner:
"If we want this, how much can you give per dollar?"

The shop owner looked at the asbestos tile that Xu Nan was touching. It seemed to be of better quality than the ones he had sold to Father Lu before, but because the price was relatively expensive, it had been kept in the warehouse and no one bought it. .

Seeing that Xu Nan picked him up at this time, he shook his head, and when he spoke this time, there was obvious sincerity in his tone:
"That's too expensive, you can't afford the price."

　The second update is here QAQ
　　It was originally scheduled for eight o'clock, sorry for the lateness.

　　My family members are sick in the hospital, and I try to keep daily watch these days.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)