1988: Back to the human world for a few years

Chapter 177 Tsk tsk, what bad luck!

"Master, you lied to me!"

Bai Mengmeng looked at Yang Mo with resentment.

"I asked Mr. Lei yesterday afternoon. He only knows the CMS model and a little bit about CMS calculations, but he has never heard of the trade gravity model or anything like that."

Thinking of Lei Ming's thief-guarding eyes yesterday, the little girl wanted to crawl into a crack in the ground... Do I look like that kind of indecent girl? It's okay that you deliberately speak so loudly, but what does that posture that looks like you can run away at any time mean?
If possible, Bai Mengmeng, who had experienced the most embarrassing moment of his life last night, would really like to teach the master in front of him a set of military boxing.

If Yang Mo hadn't asked her to ask these questions, and Teacher Lei was too busy during the day to get away, why would a little girl like her go knocking on someone's door so late at night?

Oh?
Don’t understand the trade gravity model?

It shouldn't be...

Wasn’t this thing widely used in explaining bilateral trade volume and trade flows in the 1980s?

Yang Mo glanced at Bai Mengmeng with some suspicion, and seeing that the girl's face was full of grievance, he realized that due to the introduction of virtual variables such as preferential trade agreements and language and cultural integration, this model is mainly used by WTO members and members of regional organizations such as ASEAN.

As for China...

I'm sorry, but China is like an orphan at this moment. Not only is it not a member of the WTO, it doesn't even have many real friends. It is completely outside of all major trade systems. Naturally, the academic circles at home and abroad will not deliberately study this model, so it is normal that Lei Hao doesn't know about this thing.

However, as a master, even if he was not a formal master yet, he still had to maintain some dignity. Facing his little disciple who was talking so much that he could hardly hold back, he just said "oh" lightly and turned his head away, wandering around this rather large bazaar like an ordinary tourist.

This is a market that looks like a traditional street fair at first glance, but it actually has the flavor of a wholesale market.

This market, which is at least two kilometers long, is filled with popular food, sugar figurines, street performances and small vendors, but it also has a large number of wholesalers who display their wares in neatly arranged quantities.

The reason why we can tell at a glance that these people are wholesalers is that although the temporary stalls they set up are not small and the goods are piled up like mountains, they often only have one or two commodities, and the most they have is no more than five commodities.

Moreover, these types of goods are highly similar. Those who sell pressure cookers only sell pressure cookers and sealing rings, those who sell preserved fruits only sell two or three kinds of preserved fruits, and those who sell liquor only sell one kind of ladies' champagne. This was unimaginable in the big markets in previous years.

Of course, if we only rely on this, we cannot confirm their identity as wholesalers. After all, no one has said that if they want to set up a stall, they must put dozens of dazzling goods in front of them.

But the problem was that many of these people had a wooden sign hanging on their stalls, with the words "Xia Liu Tong Xiao, good quality and low price, exchangeable and returnable, wholesale welcome" written on it in red paint. With these four sentences, let alone Yang Mo, even ordinary people could tell what these people were doing.

Seeing the words "Xia Liu Tong Xiao" all over the streets, Yang Mo couldn't help but sigh.

Having said that, Comrade Yan Laoxi has indeed had some bad luck in the past six months. First, the state introduced a policy to specify the production and sales of refrigerators, which caused the second-hand compressor production equipment that he had spent a lot of effort to import to be almost completely scrapped, and the compressors that had just been produced could only be piled up in the warehouse to gather dust;

Then, the golden vegetable export project, which had been booming, had its contract unilaterally terminated at the beginning of last month. Although he received a considerable compensation, this foreign trade line was cut off, and he lost his main source of cash... It was bad luck for him. Although South Korea's attitude had always been ambiguous, America's father had spoken, and he had to do some minimum face-saving work. As a result, the golden vegetable project of Xialiu Marketing Agency, which had no background and no sensitivity, became one of the few victims.

In addition, the purple sweet potato beverage processing factory, which began construction at the beginning of this year, was urgently stopped due to changes in international relations. The Xialiu Marketing Agency, which spent a lot of money, only got an empty factory building that had just been topped off, and the only thing it got was the 40-year use rights of the dozens of acres of vacant land. It was really a serious blow to the company.

But you have to admit that Comrade Yan Laoxi is a tough guy, and his mental tenacity is rare in Yang Mo's life. If it were someone else, he would have collapsed long ago after being burdened with huge debts and suffering so many heavy blows one after another.

But he didn't.

Not only did he not, but nearly 300 members of the Xialiu Sales Agency also did not become depressed due to his encouragement.

I don't know if they found inspiration from the Shanghe distribution center. Not only did they find many cost-effective sources of goods from all over the country, they also developed a large number of downstream customers. They went to various major towns and streets as salesmen and wholesalers, and fought the guerrilla warfare with the momentum of a positional war.

In just less than two months, the reputation of Xialiu Sales Agency had spread not only to all the major towns and villages in Yucheng, but even the neighboring Qihe, Jiyang and Pingyuan knew about this village commune that could deliver light bulbs for free in the rain from dozens of kilometers away. The five words "Xialiu Sales Agency" had almost become a golden sign in the hearts of villagers in many places.

And look at this posture...

Their business scope has actually spread to the towns and villages in Linyi County?
With this in mind, Yang Mo glanced at Zhang Lin and his group who were conducting a demand survey along the rural street with their notebooks in hand, and then he randomly chose a tofu pudding stall to sit down - after more than a week of non-stop work and finalizing more than a dozen major projects, he could finally take a break.

………………

"Master, the tofu pudding is ready. Let me blow it for you... and tell me about the trade gravity model~!"

Bai Mengmeng eagerly snatched the bowl of tofu pudding from the boss, held the bowl in her hands as if not afraid of the heat, blew hard with her little mouth, then blinked her eyes and acted coquettishly towards her master as if to please him.

Although the knocking on the door to ask for advice last night was embarrassing, it benefited Bai Mengmeng a lot.

Although Lei Ming does not understand what the trade gravity model is, he has his own unique insights into the CMS (Constant Market Share Model) analysis. In Lei Ming's view, as the external positive blessing factors between China and the island disappear, excluding the interference factors of America, the foreign trade between the two countries will return to a relatively rational situation.

Specifically in the fruit market, there is a trend of "the export volume of fresh fruits is declining year by year, but the export volume of dried fruits and fruit juices is increasing year by year."

This is a substantial downgrade in the export structure. After all, for a commodity like fruit, the premium for fresh fruit is the highest, while the premium for dried fruit and juice is much lower.

But the reason for this is not because of anything else, but because the island country is a developed country. Even if we don’t consider their own agricultural product protection policies, their consumers have much higher requirements for fruits, which have essentially evolved into light luxury goods. Therefore, before the fruit grading system and refined planting management model are popularized in China, the number of fresh fruits that meet the needs of the other side’s market is very small, and the export volume will naturally drop sharply.
But it is different with fruit juice. Beverages are not luxury goods in island countries. Therefore, as the raw material for some beverages, the requirements and standards for imported fruit juice are undoubtedly much lower. As long as the domestic exported juice can defeat the juice raw materials of other countries and the export quantity does not exceed the total planned import quantity of the island country's agricultural province, then you can produce and sell as much as you can.

In a word, in a relatively objective market competition environment, based on the current domestic industrial reality, the market expectations for fruit juice exports represented by peach juice and apple juice are much higher than those for fresh fruit exports.

Therefore, Lei Hao believes that if it is true as Yang Mo said that America's big stick this time is more of a show, then the series of projects that Yang Mo advocates to build, including high-quality orchards, juice processing plants, and cold chain storage centers, all have extremely precise and long-term strategic vision;
Relying on the locational advantages of Qilu to seize the market opportunities, it is not an empty talk for him to use the first-mover advantage of these projects to create an industry siphon effect. Qilu not only has the largest planting scale of apples, peaches and apricots in the country, but also has the most competitive industrial supporting facilities in the country. Therefore, Yang Mo, who has the first-mover advantage in the market, only needs to continuously integrate resources and form joint ventures.

Of course, all of this must be based on Yang Mo's accurate judgment of the international environment, otherwise everything is empty talk... After all, Lei Hao, who has witnessed the ups and downs of countless agricultural projects, knows that no matter what agricultural project it is, the first three years, or even the first year, are the key to life and death.

In short, with the endorsement of Lei Hao, a senior intellectual who has been deeply involved in the fields of agriculture and agricultural product import and export for decades, Yang Mo, the new master, became more and more unfathomable in Bai Mengmeng's eyes.

She was very sure that her master's constant comments such as "half-baked", "a jack of all trades who only knows a little about everything", "third-rate talent" and so on were absolutely self-deprecating!

Think about it, a casual click on the CMS analysis was enough for her to suddenly understand everything, so how much information does the "trade gravity model" that even Teacher Lei is not clear about contain that she has not yet realized, or has been ignored by her but is extremely important?

Therefore, her flattering expression now was certainly because she was eager to know what the so-called trade gravity model was, but it also meant that she really wanted to worship Yang Mo as her teacher.

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Unexpectedly, this killer move that had always worked in front of her parents and Uncle Zhang was useless in front of Yang Mo.

Before she could blow a few times, Yang Mo reached out and snatched the bowl of tofu pudding with a look of disgust: "Isn't it disgusting? Aren't you afraid of blowing your saliva into it!"

As he spoke, Yang Mo picked up the iron spoon and stirred it a few times. Then he glanced at Bai Mengmeng with a look of concern for the disabled: "Also, please remember, this thing is called tofu brain, not tofu pudding... The difference between the two is as big as the rice tofu in Guizhou and the pea flour in southern Yunnan!"

Eh?
This master actually knows our Guizhou rice tofu?

Bai Mengmeng was a little confused, and then curled her lips: "It doesn't matter whether it's tofu pudding or tofu pudding, it's all made of tofu!"

As he said this, he held his face with his hands, blinked, and made an extremely cute expression: "Master, about the trade gravity model you mentioned yesterday...?"

Yang Mo sneered at her and said, "Oh? You already asked two questions yesterday... Are you sure you want to ask this as the third question?"

Bai Mengmeng's face froze and her expression suddenly fell.

Hey, hey, hey, why are you so stingy?

I no longer object to you becoming my master, so why do you always mention those three limitations?
However, she has also realized in the past few days that although she is no longer opposed to taking this guy as her master, the other party may not think highly of her and want to take her as his disciple.

Feeling frustrated, Bai Mengmeng suddenly hesitated.

After what happened yesterday, she realized how precious her opportunity to ask questions was. Although she really wanted to know what this so-called trade gravity model was, it would be stupid to waste her only remaining opportunity to ask questions just for this matter.

Bai Mengmeng scratched his head in frustration.

If I had known that the master that Uncle Zhang had found for me was so capable, I should have behaved well at the beginning. Maybe I could have been promoted to a regular apprentice right away… After becoming a legitimate apprentice, shouldn’t the master teach me wholeheartedly? What’s the point of the bullshit three chances to ask questions?
Just as the girl was rolling her eyes, thinking about how to please her new master, a loud noise suddenly came from not far away.

Turning around, I saw a few people carrying a door panel and standing in front of a wholesale stall of Xialiu Sales Agency, shouting something.

Yang Mo turned his head and looked in the direction of the noise, and saw a person lying on the wooden board, with dirty bandages vaguely wrapped around his face, hands and feet.

He turned his head to look at the stall with the wooden sign of Xialiu Sales Agency.

Tsk tsk,

Is that old friend of mine in trouble again?

What bad luck!
(End of this chapter)