I am reborn as a fashionista

Chapter 5 Morning Market (Please recommend tickets)
Coming out of the wholesale market, Zhou Xinglian rode Wei Tao's second-hand transmission bike, and put one hand on Aunt Liu's tricycle with enthusiasm. Reach your destination with ease.

Wei Tao said hello and left first on a three-wheeled motorcycle.In the morning market at this time, there are no designated booths that need to be handed over to the management department over the years. They are either occupied by bricks, or whoever comes first, and a special person will come to charge every day. A booth costs two to five yuan. Blocks vary.

All good areas are either occupied in advance, or there are "seats" formed by various bricks, drawstrings, cloth bags and other items on the ground, and in some places there are big characters "written" with red bricks, indicating that This place is occupied.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, even if it is just a temporary morning market stall that is three feet three feet away from you. During the two busy mornings helping Aunt Liu in the morning market, Wei Tao witnessed the disputes arising from the competition for the position with his own eyes.

Quarreling is standard, and I have to admire some women's almost invincible verbal attacks in this regard. When they scold, it's ugly, with a loud voice and endless chatter. , I'm sorry that you dare to quarrel with me about this matter.

There are also pushing and shoving. Some strong men will inevitably bully some who are weak in physique or weak in temper.Pushing a three-wheeled motorcycle, Wei Tao feels that his physical strength is much stronger. Although there is still a teenager's fluff on his mouth, he is an old man who has "experienced the world" in his body.

It doesn't matter if you are not big, it's good if you don't lose strength. In your bones, you won't have any fear of age suppression for some young people in their twenties. There is a big wrench on the car. There is no lack of courage to swing the fist first and then the wrench.

I didn't want to bully anyone in the past, what I didn't want to face was the scene of women and children being bullied.

The 'stalls' in the morning market have long been divided by the old fried dough sticks. Although Wei Tao came early, he only found a 'clip' in the middle of the morning market, with a fried dough stick on the left In the soybean milk breakfast shed, on the right is an old man who sells small potted flowers. He doesn't bring many flowers. This "clip" is only two meters wide. Usually, some peddlers with carts sell some things here.

Do a morning market in an area where both sides of the road run through. In fact, the location in the middle area is definitely not a good location, especially for small vendors like you and me. Many people either walk in and buy, or go out. I bought it when I was there, most of the middle was occupied by the breakfast stalls, as well as some scattered gadgets, such as selling small potted flowers, selling some insole socks, selling some cockroach poison and rat poison, etc. It doesn’t need a lot of space, there is a small open space. If you can do business, it doesn't matter whether people will come here tomorrow.

It is more accurate to call grandpa according to age, but it is not disrespectful to call him grandpa. After all, young people who can make a living by themselves can be called adults. Calling an old man respectfully like grandpa cannot be said to be inferior.

"Grandpa, does this not stop you?" Wei Tao took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to the old man. Learning to smoke is very common at his age. It is not uncommon for junior high school children to be caught smoking by their parents. Not a few.

The old man glanced at Wei Tao, and replied flatly: "It's okay."

Wei Tao handed over the cigarette again, and the old man just took it. He took out a lighter and lit it for the other party, and he lit one himself. It can be placed on top of vegetables to keep out the rain, and it can also be spread on the ground at ordinary times.

Carrying out boxes of vegetables, which weighed dozens of kilograms before, was difficult, but now with the strength of his arms, he lifted them up easily. When Zhou Xinglian arrived on his bike, Wei Tao had already started to arrange the vegetables by category.

Aunt Liu looked around, didn't say anything, she pushed the tricycle and continued to look for a place. She is a woman, and in this 'competitive' morning market, there are 'fixed places' that are always occupied by others, and in the end it can only be in the middle of the aisle. Or extend the bifurcated area and find a place to put it.

Seeing that Wei Tao found a good place, she also felt uncomfortable. Ever since she saw the two girls bought a three-wheeled motorcycle, she felt uncomfortable, or a little earlier, when she saw Wei Tao's seventeen or eighteen The young man is just at the age when he wants to save face, have fun, and help his mother to sell vegetables while eating hard, dirty and looking a bit low-key, she already feels uncomfortable in her heart.

"Mom." Wei Tao called his mother.

No matter how "heartless and heartless", Zhou Xinglian also felt the alienation of Sister Liu. Seeing the place her son was looking for, and remembering that when she helped Sister Liu sell vegetables in those two days, she was in the side road, and she was a little inexplicable. awkward.

From darkness to dawn, and then to the brightness before sunrise, in a very short time, the two lowered their heads and sorted the vegetables in the cartons, and when they looked up again, the sky was already bright, and the morning market was full of fireworks and hustle and bustle also began to emerge gradually.

"How much is a catty of cucumber?"

"How much are the tomatoes?"

"How much is this potato?"

Wei Tao's mother and son's vegetables are no better than others, and the location of the stall is average, but the traffic in the morning market is large enough. These home-cooked vegetables are consumed daily by every household.

There are many elderly people living in this old community on the side of the morning market, and the main people who really shop in the morning market are elderly people. Overselling, there will still be varying degrees of small-scale price wars.

"Four dollars and five, ma'am."

"This is seven yuan and two, give it to seven yuan."

"Five eight yuan, can I add two scallions for you, and make up six yuan."

Zhou Xinglian helped with bagging and restocking, Wei Tao was in charge of weighing and collecting money, young people's brain speed of simple numbers must be faster than that of older people, and Wei Tao is fully willing to "give up small profits" and wipe them out A zero, a difference of one and two cents, and add another worth thirty or forty cents to others.

Zhou Xinglian didn't say anything in this regard. When she saw Sister Liu care about a dime and a dime before, she didn't take it seriously. When she saw it, she told her: "We earn only a dime and a dime. Every one of you Customers are wiped a little bit, and in the end they won’t make any money.”

Wei Tao doesn't care about earning less, he knows the value of more sales, if there are few sales in the morning market, you have to practice stalls during the day, not to mention people's fatigue, vegetables have to be tossed back and forth in the wind, and you have to wear a parasol Try to protect them from being sunburned. The loss inside will inevitably reduce the price at night, and then save it until the next morning. It can only be thrown away at a low price for those who are not happy with their lives and only buy cheap goods in the morning market. people.

Time cost, labor cost, and in the end you may sell a little more money at this time, and balance these two consumptions.

It's not worth it, and what's more, in this morning market, Wei Tao wants repeat customers, ten cents a day. After ten days, he hopes that those old people will directly choose him to buy.Including the arrangement of his vegetables, those sold at normal prices are of good quality, and those that are almost at a lower price will be directly reduced. You are free to choose, so you can rest assured that you can buy from me.

The very normal concept of selling small commodities is not understood by most people in this era, and neither does Zhou Xinglian, but she did not stop her son when she saw his energetic appearance. Zhou Xingrong and Zhou Xingju had told her before , if you sell vegetables, you must ask Xiaotao to help you. Such a big guy can't do it all day at home. What kind of conditions does your family have? You can't afford him to hang around for a few days, and then learn from the half-sized boys outside.

In fact, Zhou Xinglian also has certain obstacles. It is normal for a worker to go to work and earn less. I am the master of the country, and I have little food and clothing, so I don’t feel inferior.

If it wasn't for this family who had to support the practice booth on the street, Zhou Xinglian would not be willing to do it. Deep in her heart, she still felt that she couldn't get rid of her face.She was already very happy that her son could help, and she handed over the small denomination banknotes, which she stuffed in her waist pocket. Although she didn't know the exact number, 52 ten or ten yuan was quite a lot. Seeing that there are about half of the vegetables left in the car on the ground, it should not be possible to pay for it. There are still so many vegetables.

　Tentatively, there will be two updates per day, one at noon and one at night.The new book really needs everyone’s support, and now follow-up data is everything, and I hope that friends can turn around every day, and those who have a recommendation vote will vote for it. Once the PK loses in the same period and there is no recommendation, it will mean sinking, sincerely I hope this time I can tell many stories in my heart to everyone, and I ask for your support.

　　


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