good old days

Jiang Xinyu never gave up on the indeed-liang fabric business. She wrote a letter to Chen Zhengyu in March, and he got a reply. The letter said that the stall owner had not opened his stall since the New Year. He asked his classmates and found out that the factory was Something went wrong.

The fabric used to collect tickets was indeed quite sensitive. Jiang Xinyu thought that the problem might come from the stall owner and his lower end, but she didn't expect that the problem would come from the factory.

After she stopped thinking about making quick money for a while, Chen Zhengyu contacted her again in mid-April and said that the stall owner had opened his stall again.

In addition to quality goods, there are also cotton cloths on the stall, which are all said to be defective products. However, the fabrics are almost the same as those sold in the supply and marketing cooperative. Instead of secretly showing one or two pieces to buyers in the past, the stall now openly displays good materials of different designs and colors. .

In addition to the stall holders selling Doliang, there are other stall holders selling textiles on Huinan Road. Compared with before, they are somewhat more upright. This is something that even in northern cities would not dare to think of.

Regardless of what happened before, seeing the situation recover, Chen Zhengyu and Jiang Xinyu became active again.

Chen Zhengyu made an appointment with her to call.

"Sister, we are all in class, how can we have time to sell?"

What Chen Zhengyu didn't say was that he went to the transportation company to find Master Jin two days ago. They were no longer willing to take him with him, saying the risk was too high.

He didn't believe it, and suspected that Master Jin had done it himself, and now he was just leaving him.

Jiang Xinyu had long thought about how she would earn money for fabrics if she didn't follow him all the way, and said, "Do you remember Ding Changhai from the commune? I'm going to cooperate with him, but I will definitely earn less than selling it myself."

It's not less, it's much less. She's going to get a commission for every meter. The rest of the profit belongs to Ding Changhai. At the same time, the risks of selling the goods are also his, but I don't know if he is willing.

After she expressed her thoughts, Chen Zhengyu said: "You mean that you paid all the money for the purchase, and you just gave Ding Changhai a dollar of profit to sell it, and most of the profit is his?"

The cost of one meter of good quality is three yuan, and the price increase is four yuan. Ding Changhai's profit is three and a half yuan. There is a risk on his side, but if something goes wrong, won't her capital also be lost?

"I think we can add another 50 cents. We give him 15 cents and let him earn 3 cents. Double the profit is worth his risk. It is risky for us to pay the capital, and without us, he won't make a cent. .”

Chen Zhengyu knows how good the fabric business is.

When it comes to making money, Chen Zhengyu makes money very quickly, and his abacus is very loud.

Jiang Xinyu thought about it and felt that what he said made sense. The most important thing was that she also wanted to earn more.

"Then you wait for my news. If I reach an agreement with him, I will send you three thousand yuan as payment for the goods. When you tell me the shipping cost, I will send it back to you."

Chen Zhengyu said nonchalantly: "This time the freight is mine, but I won't pay for you next time."

Without Jiang Xinyu, he wouldn't have been able to make that much money last time, and without the sales terminal this time, he wouldn't be able to make that much money either.

After hanging up the phone with Chen Zhengyu, Jiang Xinyu followed Chen Zhengyu's example and sent Ding Changhai a telegram with the phone number and time, making an appointment at 12:30 noon the day after tomorrow.

After leaving the post office, I got on the bus to the market and went to the front house that she just bought.

Zhou Qi has already sent the property ownership certificate to her home. From now on, the storefront is in her name and is her family's asset.

Today she is here to post a notice for a house for rent, and the address given is her home.

The next day was the weekend and four students had to make up lessons. First, she checked the homework assigned last time. After checking and evaluating, Huang Yingying took out a large homework book and put it in front of her eyes.

Jiang Xinyu opened it without knowing why. Inside the cover page was written "Summary of high school physics test points and difficult and complicated diseases".

I looked through it in general, and the contents were the physics test questions of the three capital papers since the resumption of the college entrance examination, as well as the analysis of the more difficult parts of the questions after class, and the prediction of test points.

At first glance, the writing was ugly, like that of a primary school student. Looking more closely, there was some information, but not too much. Moreover, there were errors in several places visible to the naked eye. She marked several of them with a red pen.

"Sister Xinyu, please help me check if there are any mistakes in this. I bought this for six yuan at the school gate. The person selling this information said it was compiled by the top scorer in the last college entrance examination in the capital."

Jiang Xinyu held the book and said in disbelief: "Six yuan?"

Isn’t it too valuable?

A few decades later, a college entrance examination tutoring material started in 20s and 30s. It is rich in detailed content and full of useful information. It systematically sorts out the knowledge test points of each subject. How much does it cost to have a book with solid content? How dare you sell this book for six yuan without mentioning that there is not much content in it and there are errors?

Huang Yingying looked at the area outlined with a red pen and said, "I said there is something wrong with the analysis of this question. It's really not my fault."

Jiang Xinyu: "Please put this book with me. I was going to analyze the three college entrance examination papers for you, as well as predict and summarize the test points. I will give it to you after I have read and corrected all the contents."

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Zhangrong also took out a notebook from his schoolbag, which was about chemistry.

"Six dollars too?"

Su Zhangrong pushed up his glasses and nodded, "I also bought physics."

Jiang Xinyu was convinced, "You have a lot of pocket money."

Su Zhangrong defended: "My mother bought it while she was waiting for me at the school gate. There were many people buying it. The seller only bought thirty books in total, ten each of physics, chemistry and mathematics. They said they were the notes compiled by the top scorer in the college entrance examination. I Mom said they were all sold out within a few minutes, and she almost didn’t get it.”

Yu Qing interjected regretfully: "It's my fault that I was late cleaning and leaving school that day, and I didn't even buy a book!"

Jiang Xinyu was shocked. What smart guy discovered this business opportunity? This book only costs a few cents. It’s amazing that if you spend some ballpoint pen and piece together some contents, you can be named as the top scorer in the college entrance examination. Isn’t the money just like that?

The method is a good way to make money, but can the content be optimized?

"If you buy such information in the future, bring it to me first, and I will show you if there are any errors."

She didn't say she wouldn't let a few people buy it. The money was theirs. She was just tutoring the four of them. If she took too much care, people would think she had too many things to do.

She didn't take it seriously, she just sighed in her heart that it was so easy to make money.

She found it so easy. Su Qingqing and Sun Jianwei, who had cramps in their hands while copying the content, could hardly bear it anymore. The fingers holding the pens were curled up in a big arc.

Sun Jianwei was so excited. After the first batch of copied materials was sold, he felt that he was smart and invincible.

As long as he uses his brain, the money will come in a hurry?