The game of all races begins, and I alone will prove my immortality!

Chapter 637: Wei Zixian

On the outskirts of a prosperous city, there is a medium-sized pig farm.

There are only fifty pigs in the farm.

The land is only a few hundred square meters.

Outside the pigpen, a thin man who looked to be about forty years old was throwing a bundle of pig grass into the pigpen.

This man was dressed in coarse linen clothes, his eyes were cloudy, and there was always a deep thought between his brows, which were wrinkled into the shape of a "川" character.

Gong Xing greeted from a distance, "Zixian, I'm here to see you."

Wei Zixian turned his head, his eyes tilted to the side, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, when the two of them came closer, he asked cautiously, "I don't seem to know you?"

"What do you do?"

Gong Xing frowned slightly, "I am Gong Xing, don't you recognize me?"

"Gong Xing?" Wei Zixian pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I don't know him."

Gong Xing asked anxiously, "What about Mr. Zhang? Do you remember him? You did business with him a while ago. You made some money and then opened this pig farm."

"Mr. Zhang?" Wei Zixian frowned. "I remember it happened many years ago. I think there was such an incident."

Gong Xing breathed a sigh of relief. The flow speeds of the two worlds were different. For him, it was just a while, but for Wei Zixian, it was many years.

Being able to remember things that happened many years ago, the deterioration of the condition is not too outrageous.

He said, "I am a good friend of Mr. Zhang. I came to see you when I was passing by."

Wei Zixian relaxed his guard a little, "Alright then, do as you please, take a look and leave."

The atmosphere became awkward.

Gong Xing heard this and tried to find the words:

"Didn't Mr. Zhang tell you before that he wanted to invest money in your pig farm? Do you remember?"

Wei Zixian was stunned for a moment.

It took me a long time to come back to my senses.

"Oh, you're talking about that matter. I think we should forget it."

"Partnership business is not easy to do. Problems will arise sooner or later."

"We can talk about our business experiences, but nothing else."

The atmosphere fell into awkwardness again.

Gong Xing glanced at Qin Han and smiled helplessly.

Then he smiled and said, "Let me introduce someone to you. This is Qin..."

Before he finished speaking,

Qin Han then took over, "My name is Qin Han, and I'm also a businessman. Seeing my colleagues today, I'm interested in learning from them."

When I heard that we were going to discuss business matters,

Wei Zixian's eyes brightened up.

He looked at Qin Han.

His eyes were burning as he asked, "Can I ask you a few questions?"

Qin Han showed a smile as bright as spring breeze: "Why not?"

Wei Zixian pointed at the pigs in the pigpen and said, "Why do you say that every time the price of live pigs goes up, the price of the next batch goes down."

"I've been raising pigs for so many years, and the price fluctuates every year, up and down, which makes people upset."

"For this, I lost all the money I had worked so hard to earn. After all these years, this pig farm has not changed at all."

"I've pondered this over the years, but I can't figure out the reason."

"Is that so?" Qin Han glanced at the pigpen.

He laughed and said, "The price of pigs is pretty much the same everywhere. If the price goes up this year, everyone will raise more pigs next year."

"With an oversupply of pork and no population growth, there are only so many people willing to buy it. Naturally, the price will fall if it can't be sold."

"Once the price of pigs drops, most pig farmers will raise fewer pigs."

"In another year, there will be fewer pigs for slaughter, and scarcity makes things more valuable, so the price will naturally increase."

"This is the same principle as when low grain prices hurt farmers, and when high grain prices hurt farmers."

"You can do this: when the pig price is low, you can raise more pigs, and then you can sell them at a good price next year."

"When pork prices go up, you raise fewer pigs, so you can save less next year. Over time, you can save money."

After hearing this, Wei Zixian's eyes became brighter.

It was as if I heard a road to heaven,

"According to what you said, I'm sure to make a profit, right?"

Qin Han shook his head: "How can there be so many good things? There are still smart people in this world. If they also find the pattern, they can follow your method to raise them."

"Then there will be a situation of continuous losses for years."

Wei Zixian's brows knitted together instantly. "What should we do? Is there any solution?"

Qin Han: "Yes, either you have enough money to fight against them and lose money, or as long as you can hold on until the end, you will have the right to set the price of pork, and this place will be yours from now on."

"Or you can wait for the right time and wait until the price of pork becomes clear before selling. But by then, you may not be able to compete with others."

"My suggestion is that you find a wealthy person like Mr. Gong to back you up and fight them!"

Wei Zixian's mind was a little confused after hearing this. He patted his forehead and said, "I can't remember it very well. I'll go back and write it down. Wait for me."

Having said that, he turned around and went back to the house.

At this time,

Doctor Ghost Hand came out from the darkness.

Qin Han: "How is it, can you see anything?"

Doctor Ghost Hand: "My Lord, this guy wasn't ambushed at all. He was forcibly merging the two paths, lost control, and became possessed."

"Looking at his appearance, it's a good thing he's not dead."

"A typical example of greed."

"In my opinion, there's no hope. Just kill him."

Qin Han glared at him and said, "If you can save someone, do your best to do so. Don't kill people indiscriminately."

Doctor Ghost Hand smiled apologetically and said, "Since you say so, then I will do my best to treat him."

"But I have to tell you in advance. If it really goes badly, please don't blame me."

Qin Han: "Don't worry, just use your heart. If you can't cure it with your methods, I'm afraid there won't be many strong people in the entire outer domain who can cure it."

Doctor Ghost Hand: "Thank you for your understanding, sir. I am truly delighted to be able to work with such a talented and ambitious leader like you."

Qin Han: "..."

As he was speaking, Wei Zixian came out of the room.

Holding a pen and paper, writing and drawing.

He walked to Qin Han and asked, "Is there anything else you want to tell me?"

Qin Han said, "Not yet. But do you have any business experience to share with me?"

"It's impolite not to reciprocate. We should also be fair."

When Wei Zixian heard this, his expression shrank noticeably.

I blurted out, "No, no, how can I tell you my business secrets?"

"How am I going to make money if I tell anyone?"

"I have a grand blueprint in my mind, so I can't reveal any of my business secrets."

Qin Han: "..."

Good heavens, it turns out that his so-called discussion was all one-sided.

"Okay, then you can continue to build your grand blueprint."

"Let's go first."

Wei Zixian stared at the draft intently, without raising his head or moving his feet, "Oh, okay."