Since 1979 I have been in the tide of the times

Chapter 176
The house Wang Weidong rented had a front door and a back door. On the second morning of the Dragon Boat Festival, Wang Weidong went out and brought back a truck when he came back at noon.

On the truck were fifty color television sets.

Wang Haifu and Lao Chen walked out the back door and looked at the color TV on the truck and Wang Weidong standing on the truck was speechless for a while.

Now the store can sell one or two TVs a month, and so many TVs will be sold until the year of the monkey!

Besides, how much do these TVs cost?

Opening the box boards, Wang Weidong said: "Move quickly, move them all to the yard. Let the truck go first."

Two strong laborers in their 50s were under the truck, and Wang Weidong was on top of the truck. After 10 minutes, the TV on the truck was emptied.

Looking at the color TVs in the yard, Wang Haifu asked, "Why are you pulling so many color TVs all at once?"

"A customer I contacted with a friend bought a color TV from me and earned two small dollars." Wang Weidong replied.

"If you buy so many color TVs, you can go directly to wholesale and save some money. Why do you have to buy them from us?" Wang Haifu asked puzzled.

Wang Weidong didn't answer, but made a look that you understand.

After Wang Haifu realized it, he cursed: "These bastards know how to be fooled all day long!"

"Move these TVs to my room first!" Wang Weidong directed.

Grandma Huang Guiying and Wang Weidong and Chen Jihong lived in the same room with a curtain between them, and Huang Guiying and the child slept on the same bed.

This time, Wang Weidong built two rows of TV sets between the two beds, and built four layers close to the ceiling, like a wall, leaving only a gap of more than half a meter wide for access.

"Dad, move the remaining ten TVs to your room first." Wang Weidong said.

Chen Jihong came over and stabbed Wang Weidong. Wang Weidong counted money with both hands.

Turning around, Wang Weidong went out from behind again.

Two hours later, a truck stopped at the back door, and there were still fifty color TVs on the truck!

"Your friend wants to buy so many color TVs?" Old Chen asked in disbelief.

"You old brains, a hundred color TVs are not too many." Wang Weidong said.

These TVs were stuffed into the room where Wang Haifu and Li Yufeng lived, and there was almost no room in the hut except for a bed.

"My own life doesn't matter, what if the TV is bumped and broken?" Wang Haifu asked.

Wang Weidong thought for a while and thought of moving a few bricks into the yard. He squatted down to prop up the legs of the bed, and then moved a TV under the bed.

"The room is much more spacious without six TV sets," Wang Weidong said.

After dinner, Wang Weidong disappeared again.

This time the truck pulled back two tons of large grain salt.

"When will so much salt be sold?" Wang Haifu asked.

"The salt won't go bad anyway, so let's sell it slowly, and it will be almost ready when the sauerkraut is pickled in autumn." Wang Weidong replied.

The coarse salt in bags was very heavy, and the three of them were sweating profusely when they moved two meals of salt into the yard.

"Rest for a while, and then move the salt to the shed." Wang Weidong said panting.

The shed Wang Weidong just set up in the yard is used for stock.

The next day, Wang Weidong went out and brought back [-] washing machines. He stuffed three under his bed, three under his grandmother's bed, and stuffed the rest into the room where his parents-in-law lived.

"Living at home is not as generous as living in a fence!" Wang Haifu complained.

But two days later, Wang Weidong brought back the spare parts of one hundred bicycles.

When bicycles are wholesaled, they are all in parts, and each store has to assemble them by itself after they are brought back.

Now the house is full of goods, and they can only be put into the shed. If the shed cannot fit, the wooden boxes for loose parts are placed in the yard.

Li Yufeng looked at the stuffed things at home and asked, "Are these things Wei Dong's friends want to buy?"

"Listen to his nonsense, this kid is lying!" Wang Haifu replied.

"But how much do these things cost? One hundred color TVs, fifty washing machines, and one hundred bicycles, wouldn't it cost 20 yuan?" Li Yufeng said.

"Woe is man's work, but rain is made by heaven!" Wang Haifu said.

After Wang Weidong finished these tasks, he walked around the major shopping malls in Harbin every day with his little hands behind his back, and adjusted the prices after he came back.

Wang Haifu and the others found that during this period of time, price adjustments became frequent, and adjustments were made every few days.

Along with the price increase, more people bought color TV bicycles and washing machines. Six color TVs were sold in June and [-] in July.Thirteen units were sold in the first half of August.

The more expensive it is, the more people will buy it.

One day in mid-August, at 06:30 in the morning, Wang Haifu opened the windows and doors of the store. It was not yet business hours, and he just wanted to get some air.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a blue salary cap pushed a cart to the door.

"Master, is it open yet? I want to buy a hundred catties of large grain salt." The man said.

"It's only 06:30 now, and we're open at 07:30." Wang Haifu replied.

"Since the door is already open, sell me a bag." The man begged.

"A bag of large-grained salt is two hundred catties, not one hundred catties! Wait until 07:30 when our store is packed, and we will weigh you after taking out the scales." Wang Haifu explained.

"Then I'll buy two hundred catties! I'll help you carry a bag out, no need to weigh it, and I'll give you the money directly." The man said.

"How long do you want to eat the two hundred catties of salt? Buy a few catties and go home and eat slowly. Buy it after you finish eating." Wang Haifu kindly persuaded.

"You old comrade, you are a seller, I am a buyer, you don't care how much I buy!" the man said dissatisfied.

Treating him like a donkey with good intentions, Wang Haifu suppressed the anger in his heart and beckoned the man to enter the store. The two dragged the [-]-jin coarse salt bag to the store door with great difficulty, then lifted it up and put it on the cart.

Holding the money, watching the back of that person going away, Wang Haifu fantasizes about that person's whole family eating salt until they grow hair all over.

At noon when changing shifts for lunch, Li Yufeng said to Wang Weidong: "I bought thirty pairs of nylon socks and a whole bolt of white cloth alone this morning!"

In the afternoon, there were always [-] or [-] customers shopping in the store, and Wang Weidong had to come out to help. Chen Jihong was responsible for replenishing the shelves in the front store from the backyard.

"Can you line up, comrades, come one by one, so that it can be faster!" Old Chen shouted.

When the store closed in the afternoon, it still couldn't close the door, because the customers who bought things in front hadn't left yet, and the customers who bought things behind poured in again.

"Weidong, you go to the back to move two color TVs, this comrade wants to buy two!" Wang Haifu shouted.

Li Yufeng took the banknotes handed to her by the person across the counter and quickly counted them.

Her hands were trembling, she had counted too many money today, her hands had already started to cramp, and another reason was that she counted the money so that her heart skipped a beat!
After finally closing the door of the store, several people were able to catch their breath and sit down to eat.

"Don't open the door tomorrow, open the windows to sell things!" Wang Weidong said.

"Tomorrow you have to hurry up and buy!" Wang Haifu said.

"I've already called to ask, but I can't buy the goods these days!" Wang Weidong replied.

(End of this chapter)