After breakfast at Zheng Yuyu's place, Yang Fan set off.
They needed to linger in town a bit longer, to weigh all the Codonopsis from Ma Baoyu's and Zheng Yuyu's families and settle their accounts.
Unloading the truck, weighing, then loading it again, and settling accounts, by the time all this was done, it was already past ten.
Yang Fan had spent sixty thousand in one go.
The money was spent just like flowing water.
Ma Baoyu's family took slightly more, nearly ninety thousand. If the costs and labor input were not considered, it seemed like a lot of money had been earned, but this income still resulted in a loss for Ma Baoyu.
As for Zheng Yuyu, her losses were even greater, because besides similar costs, she also had interest on loans.
When leaving, Zheng Yuyu pulled Yang Fan aside quietly and asked worriedly, "Boss Yang, the thing you mentioned yesterday is definitely valid, right?"