Reborn in the Millennium: Building a Fortune from Fishing

Chapter 40 Lies
This time, I went through the ghost market again. In addition to asking about the wall-breaking machine, I also went to look for some fishing gear.

Unfortunately, there are only a few Guangwei 5.4-meter glass rods here, and no carbon fiber rods are seen.

At present, apart from Guangwei, no other company in China can produce carbon cloth used for fishing rods.

Even Guangwei only has one carbon fiber production process, and the grade of carbon fiber is very low. Many things are controlled by the island country Toray, which can make you live or die at will.

As the world's largest fishing rod manufacturer by sales volume, Guangwei is naturally unwilling to sit idly by. At this moment, it is preparing to invest huge sums of money in the research of exploration fibers.

After thinking about it, as a fisherman, I should support Guangwei.

After buying the things here, go to the fishing tackle store and buy two genuine ones.

However, this trip to the ghost market was destined to be disappointing. There was no wall breaker and no other fishing gear. There were several fish baskets and scoop nets, but he didn't need them, so he just made them himself.

In the end, I spent 300 yuan to buy a second-hand flour mill.

This thing looks second-hand, but Qin Dahe, who is proficient in machining, can tell at a glance that this thing is brand new. Except for a layer of dust on the outside, the inner liner has almost never been used.

If you bring this back to use as bait, you will definitely get scolded. Such a good thing costs two thousand yuan to buy a new one, which is enough to open a flour mill.

But no one grows wheat here, so these things are completely useless except for grinding rice flour.

Fortunately, a tricycle came over and the flour grinder was lifted directly onto the vehicle.

I bought a handful of mothballs on the way. They are useless in the countryside, but they are very useful for fishing.

Speaking of which, the uncle in Jiuzi City who was shouting about selling mothballs was really awesome. I heard that he had been selling them for decades. Before he was reborn in the future, he still saw this uncle shouting about selling mothballs.

I went to the fishing tackle store again and prepared to buy two 7.2-meter glass rods.

"80 per stick."

"Ce, this is robbery. You want to charge me 80 for a domestic rod. It's very expensive." Qin Dahe said speechlessly.

Guangwei’s current business is about large quantities, cheapness and durability, so how could it possibly cost 80?

"I paid 60 yuan for it, so I have to make some money as a reward. Take 70 yuan." The boss said with a bitter face.

"Brother, let's have a cigarette first and then we can discuss the price." Qin Dahe hooked the boss's neck.

"The price is really low. I'm only making 10 yuan. No kidding." The boss pointed to a few carbon fiber rods and said, "These 70-meter rods are at least a thousand yuan. yuan for the fiberglass ones is already very cheap."

Qin Dahe leaned over to take a look. It was made of Guangwei carbon fiber, and the purchase price was over 150. He swallowed the rod.

"Boss, Guangwei's products are always very cheap. How can they be 70 yuan? I want two for 100 yuan. Is that okay?"

"That won't do. I'll lose a lot of money." The boss looked constipated. It would cost him 40 or 50 yuan to buy the goods, although he would get a commission if he sold more.

Qin Dahe took a deep drag on his cigarette, exhaled gently, and pointed to the fishing float next to him: "So, take five 4-gram and five 6-gram floats, six yuan each, plus two rods, 170 yuan."

These heavy-duty long floats are sold for ten yuan each, but the purchase price will definitely not exceed four yuan, so the boss has to make some profit.

There are only two long floats in his float box now, and the rest are short floats, which are not enough.

If you want to catch big fish, you have to fish far and deep. The Yuxi River often flows, and a light float cannot hold its position.

"200 yuan, I'm selling these floats to you at the regular price. Two rods are priced at 100 yuan. You can go out and ask around. Who can sell cheaper than me?" the boss said confidently.

Qin Dahe: “.”

As far as he knows, his is the only fishing tackle store in the city of Jiuzi. The prices sold in the department store are the same as his, but they don't give you a chance to bargain.

Of course, there might be a fishing tackle shop somewhere, but he didn't know where it was. "Forget it, I'll go to Jinling. Gaochun is close to Jinling anyway."

Judging from his accent, it’s hard to guess where he is from. After all, everyone here speaks the same way, starting with “diao” and ending with “bi”.

He left directly and very quickly, as if he was going to Jinling immediately.

It was not until he honked his tricycle that the boss chased him out.

"180 is ok, right? If the price is too low, it will be difficult for the manufacturer to come and check the accounts. We also have a price guarantee." The boss wiped the sweat from his forehead and made his last struggle.

The fishing gear industry is not doing well now, and it is very stressful to make money. He even regrets doing this job.

The profit is huge, you can make hundreds of dollars from a carbon fiber rod, but it depends on the market.

Life has only been getting rich for a short time, and there are not many fishermen now. Even fewer people are willing to spend money on carbon fiber. It is difficult to sell even one in a month.

"Okay, I'll come back to buy fishing gear from you later. I bought a lot of things from you last time."

He followed with a smile, and the car was not turned off, but the "car keys" were in his hand, which was very intimidating.

He got two rods and ten long floats. He looked at the material of the floats and found they were made of plastic.

He pursed his lips but didn't say much. He went back to buy some sealant and make his own reed float when he had time.

However, to make his own reed float, he needed to buy some glass legs or carbon legs, and he didn't know where to buy them, so he could only wait for an opportunity.

Today's 7.2-meter rod should be the longest rod for wild fishing. Before a certain Master Deng became famous, everyone was still fishing with a 4-5 meter rod.

This time I bought a Guangwei fishing rod to support domestic products and also for my own use.

Although it feels heavy in the hand, it is undeniable that the glass rod is more reassuring than carbon fiber.

It’s just that casting is a bit troublesome. If you don’t develop the “unicorn arm”, you can’t use the 7.2-meter rod to cast frequently. You can only swing it with a big whip.

There are also people in the countryside who use seven-meter bamboo rods to catch big fish. Some people who are born with supernatural powers like to do this. I heard that a big fish weighing more than 30 kilograms in Da Wan was caught with a seven-meter bamboo rod.

However, it would be exhausting for a normal old farmer to whip a pole weighing three or four pounds.

After packing up my things in the car, I went to the bus station and shouted.

"Wuwei direction, two cars short of departure, take Tongjiang Avenue."

"Wuwei direction, two cars short of departure, take Tongjiang Avenue."

He started lying without blushing, and so did others. Several tricycle drivers nearby also shouted the same thing.

After two aunties got on, he told others that the people on the bus had gone to the toilet and the bus would leave in five minutes.

It was not until ten minutes later, after six people were called, that he and several guests smiled apologetically and started the tricycle.

As usual, it was three dollars per person, but one of the people from the same town charged five dollars. The price for delivery to the home must be different.

It was already past eleven o'clock at this time, and he was starving. When he passed by Xinshikou, he stopped and bought two meat buns to eat.

The water was also finished. This time he drank every drop of the whole bottle of water when he went out. He was reluctant to spend fifty cents to buy mineral water, so he simply spent one dollar and fifty cents to buy a bottle of soda to enjoy himself.

I went back to the city and earned another twenty dollars, so generous.

(End of this chapter)