industrial maniac

Chapter 2 Huang Banxian

Chapter 2 Huang Banxian

Huangnigang is a township named after the embankment left by the diversion of the mother river.

Every second, fourth, and eighth day of the lunar calendar, there will be a market here.

October [-] coincides with Daji.

On the potholed provincial road, there are crowds of people and stalls.

The sound of hawking, bargaining, chopping meat, and bicycle bells can be heard endlessly.

Xu Fei was carrying Lao Xu's large marching bag, squeezed into the crowd, and looked around for an open space.

The people who came and went, everyone who knew him, no matter men, women, old or young, stayed away from him.

The school used mental illness as the reason, and after he was expelled, the story spread to the village. Some said it was possessed by evil spirits, some said it was a disease of the soul, and some said it was rabies...

In short, the more it spreads, the more outrageous it is.

Xu Fei didn't seem to care about everyone's reaction, but he secretly accelerated his speed.

It's a pity that the production of tin frogs burned out the electric meter, and it took three hours to find an electrician to replace it at our own expense. Now at eleven o'clock in the morning, the place where we can set up a stall has already been seized.

Xu Fei searched to no avail, turned around and walked back, and came to the entrance of the market again.

Looking around, his eyes lit up soon, and he walked towards a fortune teller.

The other party was wrapped in a shabby navy blue Taoist robe and had a five-finger-long goatee. Sitting there with the old god, he looked like a fairy.

This is Huang Banxia from the next village.

When I was young, I was a monk, but after the temple collapsed, I became a Taoist priest in another place.

A few years ago, for some unknown reason, I ran out to spread the gospel, raised funds and donated money everywhere, and said that I would build a church.

But not long after, the fake godfather took the money and ran away, and Lao Huang owed a debt of conscience.

In order to pay back the money, this guy took out the old rags, set up a stall on the street, pretended to be a big fairy, hoping to cheat two money.

Before Xu Fei's grandfather died of illness, he showed his face to his grandson. The other party said that he was very rich and the God of Wealth was destined to descend to earth. Grandpa was very happy and gave 20 yuan of money.

But look at us now, not only drop out of school, but also be regarded as crazy...

The more Xu Fei thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became. He stood in front of the booth without speaking, and just stared at the other party.

At the same time, broken thoughts in my heart:
'At this moment, a recognized mental patient in Huangnigang is staring at you expressionlessly. '

Huang Banyan was wearing brown sunglasses and sitting firmly on the ponytail.

'The psychopath sees that you don't respond, and bends down to pick up a brick. '

Huang Banyan's face trembled.

'The psychopath throws a brick at your forehead. "

Huang Banzhuang's Adam's apple was up and down, and he couldn't help but move his butt to the left, and pulled the stall to make a space of one meter square.

Xu Fei snorted coldly, walked forward contentedly, and spread out the patched tattered bag.

Then, from Lao Xu's backpack, he took out seven or eight brand new tin jumping frogs.

This thing is an outdated toy in the city.

In rural areas, it costs two yuan and five for one, and the older children are unwilling to play, and the parents of the children seldom buy it, so the canteens do not purchase much.

But people want to buy everything cheap.

and so.

Xu Fei picked up a piece of plywood he found at home, wrote one yuan and one piece with lime bumps, and then squatted on the curb, waiting for customers to come to the door.

Huang Banxia sat beside him and peeked at it for a long time, and couldn't help but said:

"Xu boy, you have to shout, we are in business, how can we not shout?"

"As long as you put aside face and open your mouth, the first time you are a stranger, the second time you are acquainted, and the third time you will be familiar with the road, and maybe you can even make up a few jingles."

"Why don't you give me five dollars and I'll teach you?"

"By the way, which toy factory did you get the goods from and sell them so cheaply?"

"Son, listen to me, quickly check the reserve price, don't sell at a loss!"

I don't know if this guy didn't open, he held it in for too long, or he just talked too much.

Rory babbled a lot, rambling on and on.

Xu Fei couldn't bear it anymore, and slowly turned his head.

'At this moment, a recognized mental patient in Huangnigang is looking at you fiercely. '

Huang Banyan: "..."

'Looking at the meaning of the mentally ill, it seems to want you to make a show. '

Huang Banyan: "..."

"Seeing that you are indifferent, the mentally ill took out a screwdriver from his trouser pocket very irritablely..."

Huang Banxia jumped up like his butt was on fire, and was about to close the stall and run away, but when he lowered his head, he saw someone grabbed the hexagram stall and took away his ancestral brass demon mirror.

Huang Banyan looked at the people coming and going with a tangled expression on his face.

cough...

"Sell it, sell it, the Southern Toy Factory closed down, and sell a batch of new toys, each for only one yuan!"

"One dollar, one dollar, you can't buy it to lose money, you can't buy it to be fooled!"

"Come on everyone, Tin Frog, Tin Frog, it's fun and solid, it's pretty and it's jumping around!"

"Hey, little guy, look here, quack!"

Seeing Huang Banzhu enter the state instantly, Xu Fei was slightly stunned.

Is this the sales elite described in the book?
Then quietly took two steps back to make room for the opponent.

Not to mention, this unscrupulous old guy does have some skills.

In just a moment, seven or eight children were coaxed, and even cried two half-children who wanted to buy it, but their parents were not willing to pay for it.

Soon.

Huang Ban took a break from his busy schedule, glanced back secretly, and happened to see Xu Fei with a demon mirror in his left hand and a screwdriver in his right, staring intently at his lower back, shrunk his neck subconsciously, and yelled loudly again.

"Look at this cute little frog, it can jump high and far, and when you take it back, it can not only guard the house, but also guard the house..."

"Do you know what it was called in ancient times? It's called Jin Chan!"

"What? Cheaper? I, Huang Banxian, opened it myself!"

"Wait once in a thousand years..."

Before I knew it, it was noon.

The story of Huang Banxia's madness spread throughout the market.

The folks in front of the booth also gathered more and more.

Xu Fei took the time to count the sales.

Each piece of tin frog is 45g, not heavy, but takes up a lot of space.

Lao Xu's marching bag can hold up to two hundred pieces.

In just half an hour, Huang Banxia helped him sell most of the money.

look at this trend...

"I'm going to post it together!"

Xu Fei took a sneak look at the demon mirror, turned around and ran home, and packed five hundred pieces in two yellow woven bags with Stanley compound fertilizer written on it.

Wait until you rush back to the market entrance again.

The stock on the stalls has been depleted.

Not only did the rush-buying customers not decrease, but it was like watching a big show. Looking around, there were crowds of people pushing forward.

I can even see the owners of several small shops in the village, holding cardboard boxes, and seem to be planning to wholesale.

On the other hand, Huang Banyan.

This guy is addicted to selling things, and he didn't even realize that he had left. When he saw the yellow woven bag, he opened it very naturally, and with both hands, he took out a dozen tin frogs.

On the left is a sentence of Buddhist gatha, on the right is a sentence of Daoist scriptures, and occasionally a few sentences in foreign language.

Everyone didn't understand, but everyone was very enthusiastic, and even attracted a lot of applause.

Xu Fei stood behind and watched for a long time. Seeing that he had nothing to do, he strolled to the bun shop next to him and bought fifteen small buns for three yuan, and two bowls of millet porridge to take away.

People are iron, and rice is steel, so you panic if you don't eat a meal.

Banxian works so hard, we can't tire him out.

"Old Huang, eat first."

Huang Banzhu waved his hands impatiently, "Wait a minute, what's the rush."

"..."

………………

evening.

North gate of Huangnigang, sheep soup restaurant.

On the half-meter-high square table, there are mutton soup, oil cakes, fried lamb haggis, and mixed lamb face.

Xu Fei sat in the direction of the door with emotion on his face.

According to the rules in my hometown, whoever has the highest seniority and status can sit at the top.

In the past, he could only squat in a corner or sit at the children's table for funerals.

now……

Is this what it feels like to be rich?

Cool!
He immediately looked at the food on the table.

It's still the rules of my hometown. When something happens at home, the neighbors will take the initiative to help. This is called human kindness.After the work is done, the host's family must treat guests to dinner, which is called sophistication.

So, after selling all [-] pieces of tin frogs, Xu Fei set up a table very generously.

As for paying Lao Huang...

People are so sophisticated, talking about money hurts feelings.

Huang Banxia sat beside him, busily serving tea and water.

Taking the time to glance at someone with an embarrassing face, he thought quickly.

The fact that Xu Fei went crazy was widely circulated in Huangnigang.

He must be reluctant to be forced to sell things by the other party.

I thought, if I sell it, I will sell it, and this silly boy will die.

I never thought that after selling [-] pieces, another [-] pieces will come.

With such a number, it is impossible for Old Xu not to know, but Old Xu did not come forward to stop it...

Huang Banyan suddenly remembered that Old Xu was once an official.

People are easy to do things in the court, maybe when they were working in the county, they met the owner of a certain toy factory.

The old Xu family has only one seedling, who is about sixteen or seventeen years old, and has reached the age of blind date and engagement.

'It is estimated that it is because of the trust relationship, to find a way out for the son. '

'In this way, even if we find out the source of the goods, there is no way to get the purchase price of one yuan from the manufacturer. '

However, after traveling all over the world for so many years, Huang Banyan can naturally see that Xu Fei is not crazy.

To put it bluntly, Lao Xu offended the richest man in the county and was revenged by others.

'Maybe, I can follow along for a while. '

It is too difficult to make money now, the laid-off, the unemployed, and even the trash are here to grab it.

Especially his hexagram stall, which has not opened for three days.

As for the richest man in the county...

His old Huang is not cowardly.

Annoy him, dig up the other party's ancestral grave, and we will fly away.

'Um? '

'There must be something in the ancestral grave of the richest man in the county! '

Huang Banxia's heart moved slightly, but his right hand suddenly slapped his thigh, "Everyone in the village says I'm blind, but in fact the whole town is blind. How could my uncle suffer from mental illness? I knew back then that you are rich and powerful. God of Wealth descends to earth!"

Huang Banyan is also half of Xujia Village.

No, it's a foreign Hachiohe, also called a nephew.

The son of the distant second cousin's family.

As for how old is the distant second cousin?

I just celebrated my [-]th birthday last month.

No way, Mr. Xu was born late, Xu Dayou was born late, and he was also born late.

It has lasted for three generations in a hundred years, and the six generations of side branches will be able to make soy sauce.

Therefore, in Huangnigang, where we are closely related, our seniority is extremely high.

Xu Fei gritted his teeth and snorted, "I'm angry when I mention this. Big pot meals were popular back then. Your Huang family's brigade was poorer than our Xu's brigade. When you couldn't eat enough when you were young, my cousin put you in her mother's house. It was the first time that grandpa became a great-grandfather, and he loved you a lot, but you turned around and fooled his old man, and made 20 yuan of money."

Hearing the words, Huang Banyan immediately understood why he was being targeted by this bastard today, "Uncle, you can't say that, my great-grandfather is in the late stage of lung cancer, and it's the end of the day, so of course I want to say something nice, To make the old man happy, as for the 20 yuan for fortune-telling... On the day of the funeral, I made a lot of preparations, not only built two big villas for my grandpa, but also provided eight maids!"

"roll!"

"Hey, uncle, don't be angry. I'm also filial. My father's funeral is not at that level." After Huang Banzai finished speaking, he quickly changed the subject, "Uncle, our business is booming today, but it's only one dollar a piece. Lose money?"

"Certainly not."

"Sell one, how much shall we smoke?"

"No commission, flat in and flat out."

"So, we are busy for nothing?"

"No." Xu Fei thought of the remaining 800 pieces in his house, and if he got the metal later, he would definitely have to mass-produce them again. Require."

"How many?"

"Sell... five hundred pieces every day, otherwise I won't get the goods next time."

"So harsh?"

"Yes! However, if you sell more, there will be rebates."

"How much?"

"Return ten points, if you sell more than 700 pieces today, you can get at least 70 yuan back. If you sell 200 pieces... return twenty points, [-] yuan."

"Hiss, this sales method is not bad."

Huang Ban thought about it blindly, and suddenly raised his head, "Uncle, I think this business is capable, as long as the manufacturer's supply is stable and the price remains unchanged, we will definitely make a fortune."

"How to say."

"Although there is not a market every day, we can do wholesale. Just like today, the owner of the small shop on West Street wanted two hundred pieces. I suspected that he was going to go to the town to resell them, so he didn't agree. Moreover, the old Liu from the next door village Yes, there will be a funeral tomorrow, and there will be a happy event on West Street the day after tomorrow... Let’s sell it for one dollar, with small profits but quick turnover. If you shoot a gun and change places, you can make up a thousand pieces a day, and pairing will not be a problem. At that time, you will return 200 points, [-] yuan , My God, sent it!"

Huang Banzai blew two sips of white wine on the bottle. He didn't know how much he drank, but he was still too excited, his face flushed, "Uncle, we must do this business!"

"But I don't have time. I plan to take the self-examination and study."

"I'm free, and I'm free to sit there and set up a fortune-telling stall, so why not go out and sell... By the way, how do we split the bill?"

Xu Fei thought for a while.

150kg of metal is only 60 yuan.

500 megawatts of power, produced in 1 second, is equivalent to consuming 139 kilowatt-hours of electricity, and the electricity price is 30 cents, at most [-] yuan.

Added up to 100 yuan, but produced 3521 pieces...

The cost per piece is less than three cents, let's sell one...

As long as it is sold, it is profitable.

Xu Fei picked up the teacup, imitated the appearance of the school leader, and leaned back slightly, "I only want sales."

"???"

Huang Banxia was taken aback for a moment, "Uncle, are you working as a sales manager in this toy factory, and you plan to make a profit?"

"Ok?"

Xu Fei's eyes lit up, and he suddenly thought of how to deal with Lao Xu asking him to go out to work, especially how to explain the room full of tin frogs.

That is……

I found a job as a salesman in a toy factory!
Kill two birds with one stone!
Smart as me!

Immediately nodded, "Yes!"

"No wonder." Huang Banxia was more sure of his previous conjecture, "Okay, then it's settled, you want sales, I want rebates, where can I pick up the goods tomorrow?"

"come to my home."

"Okay uncle!"

"What are you calling me?"

"Uncle?"

"Old Huang, I don't want to hear this from now on."

"Huh?" Huang Banzhu turned his eyes and said respectfully, "Manager Xu!"

"Hey, let's go!"

(End of this chapter)

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