Daily Intelligence System: Financial Independence-Chapter 191 - 131: Boosting Jiang Yi’s Favorability! (Triple Combo)

Chapter 191: Chapter 131: Boosting Jiang Yi’s Favorability! (Triple Combo)

[Delicious Pickle Jar] also comes with an accelerated pickling effect.

If you can pickle two jars a month, that’s thirty thousand yuan.

That adds up to more than three hundred thousand yuan in income a year!

Even after deducting materials and labor, the net profit would be at least a hundred grand.

Even the smallest mosquito is still meat—even if it doesn’t make you rich, earning some pocket money isn’t bad either.

Of course, Jiang Tao definitely wasn’t going to sell pickles himself.

The first thing he thought of was handing the business over to his parents.

His parents have been working odd jobs with a car in the village for years—long hours, tough work, and it’s taken a toll on their health.

So why not keep them in Beijing, open a little shop for them by the local farmer’s market next to the neighborhood?

Every day they won’t have to worry about the wind or rain; just looking after a small shop selling Eight Treasure Pickles—that’s the perfect retirement business.

Of course, for now all of this is just on paper; he needed to actually make it happen soon.

After dinner, Jiang Tao took nine boxes of Eight Treasure Pickles downstairs.

He happened to run into Lü Qian and Ma Dongmei, who were just coming back from shopping.

Jiang Tao had them each try all the different pickles he’d bought, and asked them to pick the one they thought tasted the best.

And sure enough, just as he expected.

In the end, Lü Qian and Ma Dongmei both picked the one that Jiang Yi had pickled herself as the best-tasting.

The experiment now had two more samples.

Jiang Tao planned to ask Xu Li and his parents for their opinions when he got home tonight, trying to gather as many samples as possible.

...

In the afternoon, Jiang Tao wasn’t in a rush to go home.

He drove straight to the area near Pan Garden Antique Street.

He first parked at an open-air parking lot, and then walked to the antique street.

As usual, he browsed the antique street at a leisurely pace just window-shopping for a while.

The idea was, of course, to increase his chances of picking up some intelligence on antiques.

While wandering around, even if he saw shops specifically buying stones, Jiang Tao couldn’t be bothered to go in.

He wandered until about three in the afternoon.

He figured that was enough.

Only then did he head straight to Zhang Bo’s shop—an old acquaintance.

"Hey! Brother Jiang! Come in, come in, have a seat! I’ll pour you some tea!"

Zhang Bo saw Jiang Tao and warmly welcomed him to take a seat, fussing with tea and water—the whole nine yards.

"Zhang Bo, I got another stone from a friend. Are you guys buying?"

Jiang Tao didn’t beat around the bush with Zhang Bo.

He just reached into his pocket and pulled out the Shoushan jadeite rough that looked like a potato.

"A stone? Brother Jiang, you have quite the range of interests."

"But this time, you’re really in my blind spot."

"I honestly don’t know anything about stones."

Zhang Bo looked at the rough stone Jiang Tao produced and admitted with a smile that this wasn’t his field.

And there was nothing to be embarrassed about.

Their shop didn’t really deal with strange stones like this anyway.

Just as Jiang Tao was about to look for another lead, Zhang Bo added,

"But Brother Jiang, my dad knows all about this stuff. I’ll call my dad, let him check it out."

"Alright, give him a ring. If the price is good, I’ll sell it to your family. I really can’t be bothered to haggle with others."

Jiang Tao smiled and nodded; he actually admired the Zhang Bo’s dad he’d never met before.

Other folks buying antiques are scared half to death—microscopes, radiocarbon dating, all nervous about getting scammed.

Zhang Bo’s dad, though, didn’t even need to show up in person.

Whether it was tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, even several million worth of goods—

just a video call was enough for him to decide to buy it.

If anyone’s got guts and skills, it’s definitely Zhang Bo’s dad.

From chatting with Zhang Bo, Jiang Tao understood something.

Back when his dad was in his twenties and just getting into the trade with his granddad, he did get burned once—lost over a hundred grand on a deal.

After that, Zhang Bo’s dad turned his shame into motivation, studied hard, crammed tons of antique knowledge, trained his own "Fire Eyes Golden Gaze."

Brrrr brrr brrr—

Zhang Bo’s call connected after a dozen seconds or so.

On the phone screen, a flash—there was Zhang Long, wearing a military coat and a big padded hat, ice-fishing on a frozen lake.

"Dad, Brother Jiang brought over another stone today. Are we buying or not?"

Zhang Bo spoke as he aimed the phone camera to show the stone Jiang Tao brought.

"Hey! That’s a piece of Shoushan jadeite, still with its natural skin. Decent size too—could make quite a seal out of it."

At first glance, Zhang Long called out its origin right away—impressive scope and sharp eye, you really had to hand it to him.

"Son, shine a bright flashlight on it for me; let me see what it looks like inside."

Zhang Bo grabbed a powerful flashlight from the drawer under the coffee table and shone it on the stone Jiang Tao brought.

"Quality is not bad. Xiao Jiang, you’re listening too, so I’ll get straight to the point."

"My best offer is one-eighty thousand. If you think that’s fair, I’ll take it."

"If not, you can shop around the market some more."

"But I doubt you’ll get a higher offer."

After verifying the stone’s quality, Zhang Long named his price on the call.

"One-eighty thousand..."

Jiang Tao squinted slightly at Zhang Long’s offer, his brain working like a CPU, weighing the pros and cons.

Brother Tongzi’s info said the most this Shoushan Jadeite rough could fetch was about one-ninety thousand.

But for a small-time seller, where would you even find that one buyer willing to shell out one-ninety?

Yeah, Zhang Bo’s dad’s offer was one grand less than Brother Tongzi’s estimate, but honestly, it wasn’t a deal-breaker.