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

Chapter 6
The woman raised her brows, and said hey: "This pear is really good, weigh another ten catties for me."

Ling Yue was overjoyed, pointed to the net bag she had just filled with pears and said, "Sister, can I borrow your net bag for a while?"

The woman quickly poured the crispy pears in the net bag into the basket, and passed the empty net bag over.

"Sister, look carefully. It's ten catties and three taels. If you count ten catties, you can give it five yuan."

The woman paid the money and walked away with the pear in her hands in satisfaction.

It sold for twelve catties when it opened, Ling Yue held the six yuan in his hand, and the stone in his heart finally fell.

When she came here, she was quite apprehensive, fearing that no one would buy it, but now it seems that her worries are completely unnecessary.

A load of Zaosu pears weighed only [-] catties, and they were sold out in less than an hour. She struck while the iron was hot, and went back to pick up another load.

Ling Yue went out with a load of pears, and came back with an empty basket in less than an hour. The people who were still laughing at her in the water room immediately shut up.

A few minutes later, Wang Zhaoyang walked ahead with a load, Ling Yue led Tongtong and followed behind with a scale, and the people in the family courtyard suddenly felt sour again.

"Hey, looking at her like this, it's really a blind cat meeting a dead mouse, and it's sold out so quickly?"

"It's just a small business, the big guy is just looking for something new, and when the novelty wears off, she will cry!"

"I heard it weighs [-] to [-] catties. Why doesn't she sell it for ten days and half a month?"

It's just that none of them thought that Ling Yue's Zaosu pears were really easy to sell.

She left the stall at seven o'clock in the morning, and came back and tossed around in the middle. After ten o'clock, she came back with baskets.

Someone who is interested deliberately looked down from the balcony on the second floor, hey, good guy, there is only one bottom left in her basket!
Before she could go down to pass on the message, Ling Yue had already closed the door and sighed: "Oh, it's because I'm inexperienced, and there's still a shortage of goods."

At the beginning, she bought more than 100 catties of pears, and she was quite worried, for fear of falling into her hands.

Unexpectedly, the light will be gone in one morning, and there is no need to go to the night market.

Wang Zhaoyang was washing his face and asked, "Do the math, how much money did you make today."

Ling Yue poured all the money on the table on the spot and counted the money.

Put one piece in one pile, two yuan in one pile, fifty cents in one pile, one cent in one pile...

After Ling Yue finished counting all the money, his eyes sparkled with excitement: "Zhaoyang, excluding the cost, I made 32 yuan today!"

Wang Zhaoyang's hand to dry the towel trembled, and he raised his voice and asked, "How much?"

"Three dollars."

Ling Yue is generous.

As long as she came to buy fruit, she never weighed it too much, and the scales were all high. When she saw a child with a child, she would pass one over.

But even so, she still earned more than 30 yuan.

"Wait a minute, how much is your purchase price per catty?"

"Twenty-eight cents." Ling Yue carefully folded all the money and put it away, "Do you think I lost money by selling fifty cents?"

Wang Zhaoyang sighed: "I really didn't expect that, I think you are giving fruit and just wiping away money, and you can make so much money in a day, which is almost equal to my monthly salary."

He quickly calculated in his mind: Even if he earns 32 a day, it will be 1000 yuan a month, and it will be more than [-] yuan a year!
One year, as long as he sells fruit for one year, his family can become a million-dollar household envied by everyone!
He took a deep breath, took a crispy pear from the table as a snack for Tongtong, put it under his nose and sniffed it vigorously, and murmured: "I really didn't expect that this little fruit is so profitable. It's so high."

Ling Yue giggled: "I have a task for you. You can ask your buddies to find out where there are second-hand tricycles for sale. We can buy a tricycle later, and it will be easier."

Wang Zhaoyang immediately said: "Yes, ma'am, I promise to complete the task!"

Ling Yue glared at him, and spat: "Go, the child is still there, and he's not in shape!"

"Are you still going to buy fruit at night?"

"Go in the evening." Ling Yue put away the money, "I asked, the trucks usually arrive at six or seven in the afternoon, so you don't need to go in the middle of the night."

Wang Zhaoyang said: "Then take advantage of the time now, and make more space. It feels a bit small to put fruit in this corner."

Ling Yue also meant the same thing.

Fortunately, there are not many things in the living room, except for a dining table and a few stools, there is only a cupboard and TV cabinet.

Looking at the TV cabinet used as a glove box, Ling Yue said: "When we have money, let's buy a TV too, and let Tongtong watch TV at the house when we go out of the stall, so that she won't have to suffer with us. "

Wang Zhaoyang's eyes were narrowed into a slit: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

"Then tell me, how much should you buy at night?"

Hearing Ling Yue's question, Wang Zhaoyang remembered the scene when the neighbors came to visit today.

He calculated it and said, "How much money do we have now?"

Ling Yue said: "It's also thanks to you that you helped me make up some money. I took 45 yuan to the market, and I didn't have any money left. Including the 32 yuan I earned today, I now have a total of 77 yuan."

"Then how much do you want to buy in the evening?"

"Of course I think the more the better."

Wang Zhaoyang made some calculations and said, "You have seen the situation in our house. We only brought in 160 catties of goods, and the house was piled up like a mountain. If we brought in a little more, where would there be room to put it?"

Ling Yue looked around and agreed with his point of view: "You're right, if we live on the first floor, there won't be so much trouble."

Her nonsensical words made Wang Zhaoyang a little confused.

He asked, "How do you say that?"

Ling Yue stepped on the floor, and the floor made a "creaking" sound.

She said: "Listen, the sound insulation effect of this wooden floor is zero, and there will be dust falling downstairs when sweeping the floor. We pick fruits up in the middle of the night, and it will inevitably make noise. If Miss Huang downstairs is not happy, say We quarreled so much that they had to fight me for a rest, what do you do?"

Wang Zhaoyang frowned, he really hadn't thought about it.

"Then you mean, we still have to rent a warehouse?"

Ling Yue laughed: "Then I might as well rent a shop. The fruits can be sold on the shelves after they're cleaned up. There's no need to move them around."

Listen to the sound.

Ling Yue was originally just a joke, but it sounded like a stormy sea to Wang Zhaoyang's ears.

He really didn't expect that the woman in front of him who had been sleeping with him for six years was actually ambitious-she was not satisfied with setting up a stall.

In his opinion, earning 30 to [-] yuan a day would be great, but what Ling Yue wanted was to rent a storefront to do business!

——She wants to make the business bigger and stronger!

"Xiaoyue, do you really think so?"

Ling Yue didn't deny it, and said, "It's definitely not possible at this stage. We only have a total of more than 70 yuan in our hands. If we want to rent a facade, we must have at least 800 yuan in our hands."

Wang Zhaoyang suddenly felt a little sad.

(End of this chapter)