In the ordinary world, I am the son-in-law of the Sun family

Chapter 22 Wang Manyin's Thoughts
Wang Manyin walked around the Pigeon Market, and he can only sum it up in two words.

Shabby.

Sellers can't find buyers, and buyers can't find sellers. For example, a person wants to exchange grain for money to measure salt and buy oil, but he doesn't know who wants to buy grain with money.

The trading efficiency of the entire Pigeon Market is quite low, but it is strange that there are still many people who come to the Pigeon Market to try their luck, after all, other places cannot do transactions.

Supply and Marketing Cooperatives and department stores have a lot of products, but without tickets or money, you can only watch.

"How about money, my pigeon market is not bad." Huya said proudly, smoking a cigarette.

Wang Manyin did not answer his question, but said seriously: "Huya, I have seen many pigeon markets outside, and I think we can change it."

Huya straightened his back for an instant, and motioned for him to continue, he knew that Wang Manyin had been out a lot and had a lot of knowledge.

Wang Manyin organized his language before saying, "I've decided that we can control the entire Pigeon City."

Huya was taken aback for a moment, and asked puzzledly, "Isn't Pigeon City ours?"

Wang Manyin shook his head, "No, I mean that buying and selling should also be controlled, we can become the biggest seller and buyer in the entire pigeon market."

Huya scratched the back of his head and took a long puff of cigarette, "Yinzi, please explain clearly, what exactly are you going to do."

"It's very simple, we buy most of the things in the pigeon market, and then sell these things to those who need them, and become the biggest bookmaker in the pigeon market, so that these people don't have to wander around like headless chickens. "

Huya shook off the soot, "Two problems, first, we need a lot of money to buy things on the market, and second, we can't guarantee that what we buy will be sold, and there are risks involved. "

"What kind of business is risk-free?" Wang Manyin asked.

Huya thought for a long time, but still couldn't make up his mind. He had never studied before, and he hadn't been outside for a few years, so he didn't have much knowledge.

He has always felt that there is nothing wrong with his pigeon market. He has visited Shige Festival and several other pigeon markets in Mijia Town, and the situation is similar without any difference.

But this was what Wang Manyin said again, which made him a little uncertain.

Wang Manyin also realized that his idea was really good, but maybe others want to be content with reality?

So he said: "Well, I'll do it myself first, and if there is something to do, we can do it together, how about it?"

Huya waved his hand, "If that's the case, what kind of brothers are we?"

He pondered for a while and said, "Well, let's work together, take risks together, share the profits together, and bear the losses together, and calculate according to the investment. The more you pay, the more you earn, and the more you lose."

This is undoubtedly the best way. Wang Manyin nodded, estimated the money needed for the entire pigeon market, and said immediately: "I can pay two hundred yuan."

As soon as the words fell, there was an uproar immediately, Huya, Chen Minghao, and Huangya who followed them all looked at him in surprise.

Two hundred yuan, this is a lot of money, they dare to say that no more than one percent of the people in the whole country can afford this money.

Poverty is the true face of this era.

"Yinzi, it seems that you have not been blind for two years outside, you actually got such a large sum of money." Huya admired, and hid some inexplicable thoughts in his heart.

Fortunately, he thought that Wang Manyin could not survive outside, so he came back to join him.

"Then I'll give you two hundred yuan too." Huya said lightly. After two years in charge of the pigeon market, he can still get two hundred yuan.

The two of them add up to four hundred, which can basically meet the needs of the early stage. After all, their market is not big, and most of the commodities are food and the like.

Chen Minghao took a look at Wang Manyin, and felt ruthless, "I'll pay you ten yuan!"

The ten yuan was most of the money he had saved, so he could only gamble at this time.

But Huang Ya's situation was better than Chen Minghao's. He immediately paid [-] yuan, and after notifying Front Ya and Dog Ya, they each paid [-] yuan, which happened to be [-] yuan together.

Among them, Wang Manyin accounted for [-]%, Huya accounted for [-]%, and the other four accounted for [-]%.

Of course, today will definitely not be busy, and we must discuss it first. We can't be in such a hurry, otherwise, if the five hundred yuan is in vain, the pigeon market will probably also be scattered.

However, Wang Manyin is still a little confident. The things he collects will definitely be sold. He also knows people in Pigeon City in Yuanxi County. The market there is huge, so he can ask them to sell.

Moreover, Wang Manyin also knew a person who sold food stamps, which was also a way to make money, but he had to do it slowly in private, otherwise he would suffer if he was discovered.

"By the way, Huya, do we have a meeting place?" Wang Manyin asked.

Huya nodded, "Yes, in an abandoned cave dwelling on the mountain after the Shige Festival, it was built to escape the war, and it has been useless for decades, and no one usually goes there."

"Well, we will meet somewhere in the future, and we will find a few more places to meet in the future. We must be careful in everything, let's stop here today, let's go back first, and meet at Shige Festival the day after tomorrow."

Huya nodded, and kept sending Wang Manyin and Chen Minghao out of the Pigeon Market before stopping.

On the way back to Guanzi Village, Chen Minghao's fiery heart was also blown by the cold wind, and he suddenly calmed down, and immediately asked worriedly: "Yinzi, what will we do if someone finds out about us?"

Wang Manyin glanced at him, and said lightly: "Haozi, it's still too late to quit now."

Chen Minghao was really a little scared in his heart, now his younger sister and old mother were all counting on him, if something happened to him, what would the family do.

Wang Manyin also knew what he was thinking, so he didn't force him to make his own choice.

Of course, Chen Minghao did not quit in the end. He persuaded himself with only one reason: the family is in such a mess, and he can do nothing if he is arrested. He can only swear a few words. Is it possible that he is not allowed to hold a hoe?

On the way, I also met some people who came back from Pigeon City. They all hid on the side of the road and waited for others to pass by before coming out. They wandered all the way and walked for about half an hour before returning to Guanzi Village.

"Yinzi, you can go back, just call me the day after tomorrow." After Chen Minghao said this, he went back.

Wang Manyin took out a cloth bag from the space, filled it with twenty catties of flour, and knocked on the wooden door of the cave.

With a creak, the wooden door opened, and a hand was stretched out to pull him in.

"Man Yin, are you okay?" Lan Hua obviously stayed up all this time, waiting for him to come back.

"It's okay, this is [-] catties of white flour in exchange. I asked a friend to exchange it, so I exchanged a lot. Let's go to sleep, I'm too sleepy."

(End of this chapter)