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Chapter 115 I will only wait for you for 2 minutes

Yao Weijun carried two kilograms of oranges and continued walking in the pigeon market. After about seven or eight minutes, he saw a stall dedicated to buying canned goods.

The stall was just a bicycle, with a two-layer glass box similar to a small shelf fixed on the back seat, with six or seven bottles of various cans on it.

In fact, most of the stalls in the entire pigeon market are very simple. The purpose is to quickly close the stall and leave without being caught when someone comes to check.

Yao Weijun looked around and soon discovered that there was more than one place selling cans in this area. The stalls were all arranged similarly. They all used the back seat of a bicycle to display goods, and the volume of goods was not large.

He walked slowly towards a stall. Before he could speak, the stall owner saw someone approaching and took the lead in greeting him with a smile:

"Comrade, take two cans back?"

Yao Weijun looked at the cans and asked casually: "How much does a bottle cost?"

"The market price here is three yuan and eighty a bottle, but canned yellow peaches cost an extra fifty cents!"

The stall owner whispered.

"What if I have food stamps? Is it cheaper?"

Yao Weijun asked again.

"You can save [-] cents with a ticket." The stall owner picked up a can and handed it to Yao Weijun. "Look, my can is tightly packed. It's exactly the same as the one you buy at the store. Don't think it's too expensive. You have to pay as much as you want. Can I make some money?"

"..." Yao Weijun took the can and looked at it, thinking to himself: "It costs three yuan a bottle at the store, and it costs three and eight yuan at the pigeon market. If you have a ticket, it also sells for three and four yuan. From the tone of the stall owner, the price should be pigeons." The market price is up."

"Did your cans come from the same place as the one in the store?"

Yao Weijun asked curiously.

"If it doesn't come from the same place, how can it be made by me?"

The stall owner was patient, and continued with a smile: "You really don't want to pick this one. I can guarantee that my canned food is as delicious as the ones in the store. Isn't that enough? If you buy it back, you will also eat the pulp inside. Where did it come from?" It’s not important at all, is it?”

"If you want to say that, then why don't I just make a batch of cans at home and sell them here?"

Yao Weijun also laughed and asked deliberately.

"Of course! As long as you can really make it, you can sell it for free!"

The stall owner replied nonchalantly, but then added: "Who doesn't know how to make canned food? There are many people in our entire Forty-Nine City Association, but you can't bring a pot to Pigeon Market, right?
Look at these cans and bottles, did you get them?Without this packaging, the canned food you make is at best half a finished product and can only be eaten at home, so don’t even think about selling it! "

The smile on Yao Weijun's face remained unchanged, he weighed the can in his hand and said calmly: "Not to mention, I can really get the bottle, and the cans are not bad, but I usually don't have time to set up a stall in the pigeon market."

The stall owner was startled, then frowned, "Who are you?"

Yao Weijun smiled calmly, "Wholesale canned food." He said straightforwardly without hiding it.

"..."

The stall owner immediately looked him up and down, and subconsciously took the can back from Yao Weijun's hand.

"Friend, since you are a wholesaler of canned goods, why do you come to buy canned goods from me?"

"Don't get me wrong, I just want to ask if you are interested in selling the cans I produce on behalf of you."

Yao Weijun explained with a smile.

"Stop making trouble, my small business can't sell much in a day. If you cooperate with me, it won't be enough for you to waste your time!"

The stall owner waved his hands and laughed at himself.

"You can't say that. Businesses all start from a young age. How much is the purchase price of the cans you are selling now? I'll see if it's suitable and I can still deliver the goods to you!"

Yao Weijun mainly wanted to know the distribution prices in Beijing so that he could negotiate with wholesalers next.

"This can now, um... Frankly speaking, I buy it from Meishi Street. A can over there costs [-] yuan. If you want me to sell the goods, you can't pay more than this, right?"

After the stall owner pondered, he responded with a dry smile.

"Is there anyone on Meishi Street who specializes in canned food production? Or do they also use goods imported from outside?"

Yao Weijun asked again.

"I don't know about that. Anyway, if you go to Meishi Street, you can find the warehouse with a little asking, and the price won't lie to you."

The stall owner mentioned the price again, with a faint look of hope in his eyes.

"Sure, let me check it out first. Don't worry, brother, as long as the price is right, I can even supply it to you a dime cheaper than them!"

Yao Weijun said this and took the cigarette from the stall owner, "What do you call me?"

"Just call me Lao Li. If you can really supply me with goods for two yuan and seven, that would be great, hehe."

The stall owner Lao Li said with a smile.

While Yao Weijun was smoking, he asked some more information about Meishi Street, and finally said goodbye to Lao Li and continued walking forward.

Next, he took a bus to two other pigeon markets. After going around, he found that the stall owners of these two pigeon markets were not purchasing from Meishi Street, but from another location.

"It seems that among those who wholesale cans in Beijing, no one can become a dominant player. This is a good thing for me. It will make it easier to get in and quickly reach cooperation."

In the evening, on the way back to the hotel, Yao Weijun thought to himself.

If all the vendors selling cans in the capital go to one place to purchase goods, that is definitely the situation he least wants to see, because once a dominant one is formed, his cans will become very difficult to enter the market. Extremely difficult.

Silent all night.

The next day, Yao Weijun took the bus and patiently went to several pigeon markets to inquire about some information about the canned food business.

In his opinion, it is more appropriate to have a thorough understanding first, and then go to several canned wholesale places such as Meishi Street for negotiation. As the saying goes, if you want to do your job well, you must first sharpen your tools and have enough information about the canned market in Beijing. With ease.

For four days in a row, Yao Weijun wandered around various pigeon markets and even bought cans from some stalls to taste the taste. After a lot of visits and inquiries, he became more confident in his canned brown sugar jujubes and assorted cans.

On the morning of the fifth day, Yao Weijun took a bus and rushed directly to Meishi Street.

According to the news he had received in the past few days, the canned food wholesale point on Meishi Street was often out of stock, which caused many stall owners who originally purchased goods from here to complain. In order not to delay the business, they often went to other wholesale points to get goods through connections. .

Although Yao Weijun has not yet figured out why there is always a shortage of goods on Meishi Street, he feels that this may be a good opportunity for him to enter the can market, so he chose Meishi Street for the first negotiation.After getting off the bus, he carried his work bag and walked along the street into Meishi Street. Now he had already found out the specific location of the wholesale canned food on this street. Looking for the house number, he quickly arrived at his destination.

This is a quite large factory building. The red brick walls are pitted and look very dilapidated.

At this time, the two doors of the factory were closed tightly, and it sounded very quiet inside, with no sound coming out.

Yao Weijun stepped forward and knocked on the door. After a while, the small window reserved on the door opened, and the face of an old man was revealed inside. He frowned at him and said, "What are you doing?"

"Master, I'm going to find Brother Sun to discuss some business matters." Yao Weijun handed over the cigarette through the door and said calmly.

"Oops, we're out of stock recently, please come back in a few days,"

The old man took the cigarette and closed the small window with an impatient look.

"Don't worry, I'm just here to deliver the goods, please open the door first!"

Yao Weijun's eyes widened, his tone became more serious, and he continued: "Since I was able to find this place, it was introduced by a few friends. Are you responsible for delaying my business with Brother Sun?"

As he spoke, he took out a can from his work bag and shook it at the old man.

Before the sale was even discussed, he was stopped by the gatekeeper. Yao Weijun didn't like him, and his expression turned cold.

"..."

Not to mention, when he said this, not only was the old man not angry, but the impatient look on his face immediately disappeared. Especially after seeing the can with a different shape, he hesitated for a while and asked again:
"Aren't you here to purchase goods?"

"Nonsense! I have a canning factory at home. Look who comes here to purchase goods and brings their own cans!"

Yao Weijun shouted impatiently.

"That's it, please wait a moment and I'll go ask."

The old man still had no intention of opening the door, but wanted to go to the man named Sun to confirm first.

After all, people like them who wholesale cans in private are currently engaged in gray business, so they are subconsciously very wary of strangers.

The owner of this canned wholesale place is named Sun. Yao Weijun had already found out during his visit to the market a few days ago.

"Wait a minute!" Yao Weijun stopped him and handed the bottle of canned brown sugar and jujubes in his hand through the window without hesitation, "Take it, go back quickly, I will only wait for you for 2 minutes and tell Brother Sun that you don't want to cooperate. It doesn’t matter, just treat this bottle as my gift to you, and then go to Liulichang to find Brother Zhang for cooperation!”

"Hey, don't say that. I can't help it. Please bear with me if I'm negligent. Just wait for me!"

The old man's attitude suddenly became respectful and polite. After taking the can, he smiled at Yao Weijun and finished explaining. He didn't even bother to close the small window and ran towards the factory area quickly.

Not long after, he heard hurried footsteps from behind the door. Yao Weijun was too lazy to lower his head and looked through the small window to see what was going on inside. He knew that the man named Sun must have been moved.

After all, the canned brown sugar and jujubes he brought was a rare product in the pigeon market in Beijing, especially the oval shape of the bottle, which was unique.

This is naturally very attractive to wholesalers.

"Quick, open the door quickly!"

Following the voice of a middle-aged man inside, the two doors opened quickly, and a chubby middle-aged man walked out first with a smile on his face.

"Haha, distinguished guest, comrade, let's invite you inside first and come to my office to discuss in detail!"

"Good to say."

Yao Weijun shook hands with this man and walked towards the factory together.

"I, Sun Baobing, do you know your surname?"

Sun Baobing, who wholesales canned food on Meishi Street, introduced himself with a smile and asked as he walked.

"My surname is Yao." Yao Weijun said calmly, keeping a calm look on his face.

"Haha, brother Yao, please!"

Sun Baobing laughed and led the way. The two of them walked around the factory and walked into an office.

After everyone sat down, Yao Weijun took the cigarette and took a puff from Sun Baobing's cigarette. He smiled half-heartedly and waited for the latter to take the initiative to speak.

"Brother Yao, I heard that you processed this can yourself?"

Sun Baobing picked up the can of brown sugar and jujubes on the coffee table again, and said with a satisfied smile: "Well, from the appearance of the bottle to the color of the can, it's very good, but I don't know how it tastes?"

"Don't worry, if we can talk later, you can open it and have a taste."

Yao Weijun smiled confidently.

Sun Baobing's eyes moved slightly when he heard this. He immediately put down the can with a smile and asked curiously: "Brother Yao, I heard that you came to me through a friend's introduction? Who is it?"

It can be seen that he is still a little confused about Yao Weijun's arrival and wants to understand it clearly.

After all, not many people have the ability to privately process canned food these days. The current market is completely in short supply. Otherwise, he would not be out of stock often. It is because the processing factory he found cannot rush to make it, and Yao Weijun takes the initiative to come to the door and always let him He felt like something was falling out of the sky and was worried that something fishy might happen.

"Boss Sun, in fact, if I hadn't said that just now, I might not even be able to get through your door, let alone sit down and discuss business with you now."

Yao Weijun didn't hide it, because the other party was not a fool, unlike the old man at the gate. The more he made it up randomly at this time, the easier it was to justify it.

So it’s better to explain it honestly.

Seeing Sun Baobing frown slightly, Yao Weijun continued: "Since we are talking about cooperation, I won't hide it from you. My processing factory is located in the suburbs of Beijing. In the past, I only supplied goods to a few suburban counties. The business has always been very good, but now it is empty. I was thinking about coming to the capital to find a partner to sell these two cans to the pigeon market in the city!
For this reason, I deliberately visited various pigeon markets for a few days. Through chatting with stall owners, I feel that your boss Sun is relatively honest in his business. Even if the supply is out of stock for a period of time, there are still many stall owners. I am willing to come to your place to purchase goods, so I take the initiative to visit you and talk to you. "

After Yao Weijun finished speaking, Sun Baobing nodded slowly, gradually losing a lot of his wariness.

"That's it! Haha, brother Yao, thank you for your recognition of me!" He answered with a grateful face: "Oh, frankly speaking, I am really worried about the supply now. Brother Yao is really helpful in helping me when it is time." Timely rain!"

"As for cooperation, I will definitely choose the right distributor to avoid a lot of trouble in the future."

Yao Weijun said calmly.

"Yes, cooperation requires sincerity, um..." Sun Baobing saw that Yao Weijun never took the initiative to mention the price, so after hesitating, he said: "Brother Yao, at what price are you going to provide me with supplies?" goods?
Also, I would like to know the specific supply method and the types of cans you have. "

Yao Weijun smiled faintly, pointed at the canned brown sugar and jujubes on the coffee table, and asked, "What do you think, Boss Sun? What is it worth?"

(End of this chapter)