Traveling through the Eighth Five-Year Plan: Starting from selling fruit at a stall

Chapter 29 The troublemaker is here

The guests and hosts enjoyed the meal, what Ling Yue didn't expect was that there was not even a soup left on the two tables.

On the way back, everyone was still reminiscing about the dishes and tastes just now.

"You said how their pig's knuckles are stewed, why is it so rotten, I can't make this taste at home."

"Let's not talk about pig's knuckles. I can't even fry the little fried pork. I can't fry them so tender. Do you think they have a trick?"

"He is a chef, and he is willing to use oil, unlike us, who are reluctant to use a jar of oil a year."

Ling Yue didn't care much about these things, she walked beside Chen Zhaodi with Tongtong on her back, and glanced at her from time to time.

Once or twice is nothing, as she has been watched more times, Chen Zhaodi asked her awkwardly: "Sister Xiaoyue, why do you keep staring at me?"

"It's okay, I just remembered what Sister Huang said, and I'm curious about how you dare to beat someone."

Chen Zhaodi's face was so unnatural, she bit her lips and chose to face it, she said: "There is nothing you can't say, my mother is an actress. Before she died, she was looked down upon by others, and after she died, my grandma refused to even perform rituals." Do... and I have been pointed at since I was a child, saying that I am the daughter of a bitch, ruthless and unjust."

Chen Zhaodi sighed heavily, "So, what I hate the most is that people call me an actor, and I didn't know what was wrong at the time, alas!"

There also seemed to be a little regret in his tone.

Ling Yue was stunned.

She didn't expect it to be like this.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you had such a background."

"It's nothing. After all these years, I have seen it."

Ling Yue stopped saying anything immediately.

The so-called family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, she really did not expect such a situation, if she knew, she would not say this.

Back home, Wang Zhaoyang put Tongtong on the bed and checked the time, it was almost nine o'clock.

This meal took more than two hours.

"Are you going to set up a stall tomorrow?"

Ling Yue said with a headache: "Go, I bought 400 cassettes today, and there are more than [-] unsold."

The daily necessities and school supplies that students mainly buy today are selling well, but the tapes are not moved much, and only sold about [-] boxes at most. It seems that the demand of the school is full, unless they can get it again. New tapes may be available for a while longer.

But she was not reconciled to keeping this batch of tapes in her hands like this. She made up her mind that as long as she went out to the stall, she would take a few boxes out and sell as many boxes as she could.

If there is really no one to buy, then go to a repair shop to find a second-hand radio, go to a square with a lot of traffic or other places, and sell it while playing songs. I believe it can attract a lot of people.

If it can't be sold, it can only be dealt with by reducing the price.

"Then how much did you sell today?"

Ling Yue cheered up, "I haven't ordered it yet, I won't know until I count it."

Today's business can't be said to be good, but it's not bad, after all, I made an extra trip to the train station.

After counting, Ling Yue shook her head: "Today is actually more than 900 yuan less than yesterday."

The business was so good yesterday, everyone was only looking at the tapes to buy, and she and Huang Guixiang could both be busy.

On the contrary, there is an extra recruit today, the business is booming, but the turnover has dropped.

"That's not bad, and it sold for more than 1000 yuan."

As Wang Zhaoyang said, he took out a stub and handed it to her: "Xiaoyue, this is the 500 yuan you asked me to deposit yesterday. I saved it. Take a look."

Ling Yue took it over, glanced at it, and put it in the bag casually.

Seeing her put it in the bag so casually, Wang Zhaoyang said: "Xiaoyue, you just put so much money in the bag like this?"

"what happened?"

"The people in the bank said that if you lose the stub, you don't need to replace it. Anyone who takes the slip to withdraw the money can get it."

Ling Yue was a little surprised: "Why don't you set a password?"

"What password?" Wang Zhaoyang asked puzzled.

Ling Yue understood.

In the era when computers were not popular, bank stubs were all handwritten.

Just like the lottery tickets of later generations, although the name is registered, the password cannot be set due to restrictions. Even if it is for Tongtong, as long as she can write, she can get the money with the stub.

"Then where do you think it's safer?"

The house is only this big in total, so it's really hard to hide something.

The two searched for a long time, but they didn't find a suitable place.

Ling Yue simply didn't hide it anymore, and put it directly in the inner pocket of her bag.

"I won't hide it anymore, I will have to use it in a few days, why bother hiding it?"

Taking advantage of Wang Zhaoyang's spare time to take a shower, Ling Yue counted the goods that would be replenished tomorrow. In short, the school has already started, and almost all the things that should come have come.The batch of goods in hand must be processed in advance or transferred to other universities for sale.

But there is only such a university in Qingpu City, and it seems that the goods in hand really have to wait until September to sell at the gate of the high school.

The consumption level of high school students is much lower than that of college students, so they can only sell according to the situation.

Another one is to go to the department store to sell them.

It's exciting to think about competing with state-run stores.

A good night's sleep, on August 21st, Ling Yue still woke up early.

In view of Huang Guixiang's quarrel with someone because of the land grab yesterday, Ling Yue came to the school gate early, set up the stall, and went to the train station to mend a hot water bottle, enamel cup, enamel basin, etc. daily necessities.

After returning to the school gate, Huang Guixiang also brought in the fruit, sighed and said to Ling Yue that today's business must be worse than yesterday.

There are not many people setting up stalls at the school gate, but there are far fewer freshmen.

Huang Guixiang said that she sold a few tapes today, and no one asked about anything other than a few pens.

When Ling Yue put the new daily necessities on display, they still went well.

It seems that for students, these things are the real necessities.

Since the business was relatively light, the three of them were a little bored guarding the stall.

"Sister Huang, take a look for me, I'm going to the bathroom."

Seeing that no one came to buy things, Ling Yue handed over the booth to the two of them to watch.

When Ling Yue came back after using the toilet, he saw crowds of people in front of the booth at a glance, and it seemed that something serious had happened.

Immediately afterwards, she heard a bang, and the screams of Huang Guixiang and Chen Zhaodi came from the crowd.

Ling Yue's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly squeezed into the crowd.

I saw my own products scattered on the ground, even Huang Guixiang's fruits were scattered all over the place.

Huang Guixiang and Chen Zhaodi had never encountered such a situation before. At this time, they were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they dared not say a word.

Ling Yue's eyes turned red immediately, and she shouted sharply: "What are you doing, what are you doing, why are you smashing my stall!"

All the things in my booth were swept up on the floor, and tapes, drawing boards, pens, enamel cups, etc. were scattered all over the floor.

(End of this chapter)