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Chapter 612 Monkey Spirit
"new goods?"

When Fu Jingyou brought back the goods from Guangzhou, he didn't take anything too conspicuous, just a few lighters.

Men, and they are all smoking men.

Either matches or lighters, these are necessities.

There are quite a few people who smoke in the factory. The workers say they have to be short of money, but it is certain that their financial situation is better off than that of most people.

The electromechanical plant itself is closely related to industry, and lighters can be considered small industrial products, so it is easy for a group of people to study them.

Fu Jingyou said it was new merchandise, and the old smokers in the motor factory immediately surrounded him.

Want to see what’s different about this “new product” from the past?
What’s new about it?
Fu Jingyou had completely expected that a group of old smokers would be interested in lighters.

Fu Jingyou handed over the lighter, then took out a few more from his pocket and gave them to them to see.

He opened the windproof cover and explained in detail the differences between these lighters and the old-fashioned lighters:

"The lighters we used to use had to be refilled with flint and kerosene every three to five days, and sometimes the kerosene would leak out..."

"Not this one."

Fu Jingyou showed the air hole at the bottom of the lighter:

"Although this one is also used to pump air, it uses liquefied petroleum gas. The air hole is as small as a needle tip, so it won't leak. It's safe and convenient to use."

Not only is it safe, but you can also use this lighter for half a year even if you smoke every day.

It's not like the old-fashioned lighters, although they are also easy to use.

But it's just like a small toy. I have to disassemble and assemble it every time. It's troublesome enough just to move it back and forth and pour kerosene into the small metal tube.

As soon as Fu Jingyou finished his analysis, everyone else nodded in astonishment:
"Yeah, it really is."

Of course, there are also blind students who have discovered the highlights.

"Xiao Fu, where did you get this lighter? Are you selling it?"

"I have a classmate from Shanghai. His family is not well off, so he can only find ways to work and study."

Fu Jingyou nodded and explained:
"I saw that he was in trouble, so I thought I would help him if I could."

He had no intention of gaining sympathy.

This matter indeed needs a reasonable reason.

Shanghai, like northern Beijing, is a big city.

Although the industry is underdeveloped, each city has its own things and advantages that it focuses on developing.

Not only did the old smokers not doubt it, they also asked how many such lighters Fu Jingyou had.

They wanted them all, but were afraid that if others got up, they would not be able to grab them.

"This is risky after all, so I didn't dare take too many. There are only eighteen in total."

Fu Jingyou narrated calmly:

"My classmate said that this lighter costs 1.4 yuan at their place, and he brought it here and added 1 cent to it, selling it for 1.5 yuan. But when he heard that I wanted to give it to a factory worker, he said that he was not making money from it, and he kept the price to 1.4 yuan."

Of course it would be nice if it was cheaper, but a bunch of old smokers also remembered what he had just said.

"No, that won't do. You went through so much trouble to bring it here just to earn ten cents, or to earn money for work-study. I think you shouldn't listen to him. Just listen to us and keep the price of one dollar and fifty cents."

"I agree. I'll take one."

"I want one too!"

"I want one too. Oops, I was in a hurry to go out this morning and didn't bring any money. Xiao Fu, I'll give you the money when I go to work in the afternoon. Is that okay?"

"Okay, that's easy to say."

Good things never have trouble selling.

The lighter that Fu Jingyou took out was two cents more expensive than the one sold in the department store.

But it is made of metal and feels heavy in the hand. It also has a windproof cover. It not only looks of good quality but also very novel.

A group of old smokers all thought it was a good deal, one wanted one, the other wanted two. Some said they wanted to bring it to family and friends, some wanted three.

Scalping is risky.

It only takes me a few minutes to smoke a cigarette to finish buying and selling everything.

Everyone understood each other tacitly and went back to their respective work areas with their things in their pockets to work.

No one has said much.

Fu Jingyou silently calculated something in his mind while working.

Eighteen lighters that were purchased at 70 cents in the south were sold out at the price of 1.5 yuan each in the blink of an eye.

After deducting the cost, the profit from lighters alone was fourteen yuan and forty cents.

Compared with the monthly salary of 40 yuan for a junior worker in an electromechanical factory, it is indeed quite good.

Fu Jingyou tasted the sweetness, but he was a family-oriented person and always kept his father-in-law's instructions in mind.

At the factory, he only occasionally carried some inconspicuous gadgets with him.

Some larger items, such as ready-made clothes, bundles of cloth, etc.

Things that are inconvenient to carry and will be conspicuous when taken out are not sold outside. Fu Jingyou does not plan to show up frequently or sell them himself.

When he came here for internship classes, he had noticed that in the alley behind the motor factory, a group of black market people would come here to sell food and drinks at lunchtime.

Occasionally, I'll add some other useful things.

What those people value is that factory workers have a stable income and are willing to spend money.

Fu Jingyou focused his attention on this group of people.

After staring silently for several afternoons, he finally chose the right person. Fu Jingyou stepped forward and tactfully revealed the news, saying that he had a batch of good goods.

If you are interested, we can cooperate.

When the person on the other side heard that there was Dacron fabric in the things he talked about, he immediately showed great interest.

Although Dacron fabric is expensive, it has always been in short supply in the market.

Last year, a batch of new goods were launched in the Shanghai Stock Exchange, which caused quite a stir at the time.

It is said that a stampede occurred and a young female teacher in her forties died on the spot.

In northern Beijing, summer comes after winter, and Dacron is selling well.

The black market vendor asked excitedly:
"Is there really Dacron? How much is it? How is the quality?"

"The department store sells it for 84 cents a foot, and they also need cloth coupons. I don't want coupons, it's 1.11 a foot. As for the goods, the quality is fine. If you think it's okay, make an appointment and I'll choose the place and we can check the goods tomorrow."

The black market vendor frowned and looked at Fu Jingyou with scrutiny.

No cloth coupons are needed, one dollar and one dime per foot is fine.

If it is really Dacron and there is no problem with the product, it is very easy to copy it and sell it for 1.5 yuan plus cloth coupons.

At this time, people who dare to do this job under the nose of the big boss are all very shrewd.

After roughly calculating in his mind, the black market vendor nodded:
"Okay, you decide the time and place."

Fu Jingyou said that he would go to the grocery market in Chongwenmen to check out the goods at 6:30 tomorrow evening.

Fu Jingyou had also worked in the black market and knew which items were easy to sell.

Especially the things he brought back this time, the quality of which had been selected by him, so it was easy to sell them, but it was not convenient for him to participate.

If something is too good, it will easily attract people's attention.

To be on the safe side, it is necessary to send people to check the goods from a distance.

The mechanical and electrical factory gets off work at 5:30, so it’s okay for him to leave early.

After getting home and packing up, I rode my bike to Chongwenmen.