Reborn: Billionaire in College

Chapter 6 Business without Capital
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"Creak, creak, creak."

Chen Pingjiang stared at the ceiling with his eyes wide open, his face full of anger. He picked up the fourth volume of "Zhu Xian" on the bedside table and threw it directly at the bed opposite.

"Damn it, you disturbed my sweet dreams so early in the morning. You farted, gnashed your teeth, and talked in your sleep. Sooner or later, I'm going to be scared to death by you."

Zhou Guanghan was lying on the bed opposite, drooling. After being hit, he immediately turned over and sat up, looking at Chen Pingjiang with sleepy eyes.

"When you get married, you'll see if she beats you or not."

The second son has an old habit of sleeping whenever he wants, and it’s like he’s having a concert. If he meets someone with a light sleep, they will be tortured to death.

Sometimes in the middle of the night he would suddenly yell “Ah!” or say a lot of strange words.

"A-Da, A-Da!"

"Pass the ball, idiot."

Zhou Guanghan smiled embarrassedly but was not angry. He knew that Chen Pingjiang did not dislike him, but he really could not change his habit of talking in his sleep and grinding his teeth.

"Damn it, I can't sleep, let's go out and eat pot stickers and dumplings."

Chen Pingjiang sat up with a somersault, looked at the small tent in his crotch and chuckled, thinking that at the age of twenty he had a really good body.

Staying up all night and continuing to surf the Internet during the day will not make you feel like you have died like you did in your thirties.

I can eat and sleep, and most importantly, I won’t gain weight.

And this cute little thing.

Chen Guangming and Xu Fangjuan had already gone to work, and the grandfather and grandson brushed their teeth and went out.

"It's still the familiar taste and the familiar recipe." There was a shop selling pot stickers on the street. The filling was small and the skin was thick. Chen Pingjiang craved for this when he was a child. They cost 20 cents each and he could eat 20 at a time.

"Second son, don't go back during the summer vacation. I will take you out to make money." After eating and drinking, Chen Pingjiang said while holding a toothpick in his mouth.

Even in 2006, there were more opportunities than in later generations, but it was not so easy to make money.

It’s nonsense to keep track of lottery tickets. The World Cup is in full swing, but Chen Pingjiang can’t remember the specific scores. Besides, those famous betting websites weren’t available at that time, so where could he buy them?

Everything needs capital. Without the first pot of gold, don’t expect anything.

"Those damn novels where you come back to life and find a beautiful, rich woman, or make millions in one summer vacation, only to find out that they're all fake."

Chen Pingjiang did have some ideas, but the key was that it was summer vacation now and students couldn't earn much money. The two of them couldn't even get together 200 yuan to start a business. It was not realistic to ask classmates to borrow money because they were all poor students.

The sky collapse begins!

I wandered the streets for a long time but didn't come up with any good ideas.

It is impossible to work part-time, and it is impossible to work part-time in this life.

Or maybe Chen Pingjiang understands himself, because he is not the kind of person who can stay at home and work honestly for others.

"Go to the station and take a bus to Dongfeng Village."

"Ah, are you going to visit your great aunt's house?" Zhou Guanghan called out to his great aunt, who is Chen Pingjiang's aunt.

Chen Pingjiang's aunt and his father Chen Guangming are half-siblings, and there is almost a 20-year age difference between them. They live in a village below the county, and their two cousins ​​and one cousin are all working away from home.

About an hour later, the two arrived at Dongfeng Village by car.

There are a large area of ​​vineyards on both sides of the provincial road. Under the sunlight, the vineyards present ever-changing colors, like a colorful oil painting.

Dongfeng Village does not grow crops but only grapes. I ate so much grapes when I was a child that I vomited. Now grapes are a seasonal fruit.

The two of them came to their aunt Chen Xiufen's house as if they were familiar with the place. There was a big river in front of her house, and Chen Pingjiang often came here to swim when the water level rose in the summer.

"Amin, where's your aunt?"

After entering the main hall, Chen Pingjiang glanced around and didn't see his aunt, but saw his nephew Chu Min lying on the eight-immortal table doing his summer homework. Both his cousin and his wife were working in other places, and his nephew Chu Min was studying in his hometown with his grandmother.

Rural families have a hard time. Chen Pingjiang's uncle passed away early, and his aunt raised three children alone. When she got old, she had to take care of them. In Chen Pingjiang's memory, his aunt took care of four children at most. Fortunately, she only took care of two children at this time, and the other niece was taken to another place during the holidays.

"The grandmother is spraying pesticides on the fields."

Chu Min was different from other rural children. Other rural children stayed away from home during the summer vacation like wild horses, climbing trees, digging bird nests, playing in the mud, and were as black as monkeys. But Chu Min was fair and clean, and not wild.

"This old lady really can't sit still at all." Chen Pingjiang shook his head helplessly. In his previous life, his aunt was very good to him, as were his cousins. However, after his father passed away, the two families visited each other less frequently.

The sun in July is very scorching. Even though it is only ten o'clock in the morning, the hot weather is like a sauna.

After searching for a long time in the vineyard, I finally found my aunt Chen Xiufen. The old lady was in her sixties, very capable, 1.52 meters tall, wearing black dacron clothes and a straw hat.

"Hey, why are you here?"

Aunt Chen Xiufen shouted with a smile.

"The grapes are ripe, come and cut them."

Chen Pingjiang only knew one grape variety, Sunshine Rose. When it first entered the domestic market, it was sold at a maximum price of 500 yuan per kilogram. It was called the "Hermes of grapes" and tasted really good. Within a few years, the price of this variety dropped to less than ten yuan.

Why?

As soon as everyone saw that this grape was selling well, they all started to grow it, and the price naturally went down. In addition, the excessive pursuit of larger fruit size affected the taste and quality, and coupled with the competition from other types of grapes on the market, the situation became worse and worse.

The grapes in front of him were big and purple. Chen Pingjiang tasted one and found it quite sweet.

"Aunt, how are the grapes this year?"

"It's still okay this year. The weather is good, the temperature is high, and the sugar content of the grapes is sufficient." Chen Xiufen chatted with Chen Pingjiang while wearing a backpack sprayer.

"How did you sell your grapes in previous years?"

“There are companies that specialize in collecting them.”

……

After chatting for a while, Chen Pingjiang had some ideas.

There are several buyers who specialize in harvesting grapes in Dongfeng Village. There are standards for the grapes they harvest, such as a sugar content requirement of 15% and a rotten fruit rate of no more than 5%.

As for the sales of grapes, they are nothing more than local wholesale markets and fruit stores. Some big bosses also store them in cold storage and transport them to other provinces for sale.

Chen Pingjiang can't afford any business that requires costs, so he can only get something for nothing.

Acting as a buyer to buy grapes at home is a no-brainer as you have no capital and no market.

"Aunt, my second son and I want to do some small business during the summer vacation, but we have no capital. We want to get some grapes from you and sell them in the city. We will give you the money after we sell them. Do you think it's okay?" Chen Pingjiang stated the purpose of this trip. Getting his aunt's support was half the battle.

"Of course it's right, of course I only planted three acres." Chen Xiufen said with a smile, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were about to melt away, and she was happy that Chen Pingjiang had grown up.

"Second son, look, my aunt is so good to me. I don't have any money, and I feel embarrassed to come here empty-handed today." After thinking for a while, Chen Pingjiang continued, "But aunt, you can't tell my mother, otherwise she will nag me again."

……

The two of them did not even stay for lunch and immediately took the minibus to the city to scout out the area.

Now that the supply has been secured, the only thing left is how to sell it.

One afternoon, Chen Pingjiang took Zhou Guanghan around this fourth-tier small city.

Taking a taxi in Tongshi is really cheap these days. The starting price is only three yuan, and you can get from the east to the west of the city for ten yuan.

The new city has not yet developed, and many things are sold in the pedestrian street of the old city.

It is not realistic to set up a stall. The stall fee and management fee are so much a month. I asked several fruit shops but all failed. They have fixed suppliers. What's the big deal if you interfere?

Only retail, only retail!
(End of this chapter)