Chong Sheng 1977Nian Cong Zhi Qing Kai Shi

La Jolla Cove.

Saiduri Hagiwara walked to the edge of the isolation strip of the beach to admire the thirty or so seals lazily lying on the beach at the shortest distance possible. Nan Yi stood on the other side of the tourist bridge and watched her.

"Boss, after our investigation, only Crow Dill Company is clean, and the other two have many drug mules from the Tijuana Group."

"Zapatistas."

"Already developing lurkers."

"Okay, you go first."

When AB merged into the crowd of tourists, Nanyi walked towards Sayuri Hagiwara. Once they converged, the two continued along the bay.

Tired of the beach, the two went to the old town of San Diego again, leaving their footprints in front of various Spanish-style buildings. At eight o'clock, when the two of Nanyi were having dinner at the restaurant, Beefburger called.

"Boss, we met."

"Hmm, go ahead."

"Enedina was surprised at the $10 million bid, but she didn't agree to sell the farm. She only offered to meet the boss."

"Where are you?"

"One more mile to the checkpoint."

"You don't need to come here. You can visit again tomorrow. The price will be increased to 12 million US dollars. Tell Enedina that we only do legal business."

"Got."

Wuchuan, Rongcheng Airport.

Nan Wuwei walked to the exit, glanced around, and soon saw the sign with his name on it. He pulled the backpack strap to make the backpack fit better. He came to the sign, and before he could speak, Chen Ruishi was holding the sign. Take a step forward and say: "You are doing nothing?"

"Hello, Aunt Chen, I'm Nan Wuwei."

Chen Ruishi put away the sign, her gaze stayed on Nan Wuwei's face for a while, and then a quiet smile crept onto her face, "Wuwei, are you hungry?"

Nan Wuwei laughed and nodded sharply, "Dad told me that Rongcheng has a lot of delicious food, so I didn't eat breakfast on purpose, so I came here to have a big meal with my stomach full."

"Okay, Auntie will take you to have a big meal." Chen Ruishi laughed unconsciously as she said, she could see Nanyi's shadow from Nan Wuwei's body, and Nan Wuwei's words would automatically be switched to Nanyi body.

Chen Ruishi took Nan Wuwei and the three out of the airport, and drove them to the roadside restaurant where she and Nan Yi had eaten before.

It is still the face of Double Happiness, it is still full of dishes, it is still lotus root pork rib soup, almost doubled to a price of 1.5 yuan, Chen Ruishi saw that Nan Wuwei and Nanyi used the same cooking method - five or six mouthfuls of rice, forced out Vegetable soup, piled high with vegetables.

There are not only two tables in the restaurant anymore, even though there are vacant seats, Chen Ruishi still takes Nan Wuwei to squat on the side of the road to eat.

"Wuwei, your father said you just passed through Rongcheng, where is your destination?"

Nan Wuwei gulped down the food, and said vaguely, "Gaole Village, Folou Township, the county below Bacheng."

"What are you doing there?"

"The young and middle-aged people in Gaole Village are all working on the construction site in Yangcheng. I want to observe how the village conducts agricultural production after losing its strong labor force, as well as the production of grain and livestock."

Chen Ruishi was taken aback by Nan Wuwei's words, "Why are you observing this?"

"The summer homework assigned by my father."

Chen Ruishi was thoughtful, "Your father wants you to grow up to be the village chief?"

"Hee hee, the village head is too young, I want to be the head of the village." Nan Wuwei laughed, "Aunt Chen, what kind of head are you?"

Chen Ruishi smiled and said, "Auntie works as a small section chief in the Department of Agriculture."

"Wow, the section chief in the hall, Aunt Chen must have many subordinates."

"Auntie doesn't have a few people under her command. There are many pigs and rabbits. Auntie does feed management."

"oh."

Nan Wuwei didn't understand the organizational structure of the Department of Agriculture at all, let alone what the "feed management" job was.

"Aunt Chen, do you have time this afternoon?"

"Yes, in order to receive Wuwei you, auntie took a day off. Where do you want to go, auntie will accompany you."

"I want to go to the lotus pond to wholesale some things and bring them to Bacheng for sale."

"Okay, after dinner, Auntie will take you there." Chen Ruishi looked at Nan Wuwei's flower bowl, "Hurry up, you won't be able to refill food later."

If it was another child, Chen Ruishi would still be surprised, but Nanyi's son was going to do business, she didn't find it surprising at all.

"Uh-huh."

After one o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Ruishi brought Nan Wuwei to the Hehuachi Wholesale Market.

Standing at the gate of the market, Nan Wuwei looked at the dazzling array of commodities and the crowded crowd in front of him, feeling both emotional and a little undecided.

"What should I bring?"

Ever since he was held in his arms, Nan Wuwei was taken by Nanyi to various markets, such as wholesale markets, livestock markets, and vegetable wholesale markets. For business, Nan Wuwei had a concept in his mind, and he also knew that Bacheng was in the tea horse market. On the ancient road, while doing homework, a bilateral trade can also be carried out.

The Sichuan-Tibet line, an ancient trade route, originated very early, and it is the famous ancient tea-horse road.

The Sichuan-Tibet Line, also known as the Ancient Road, is divided into two lines, the Sichuan-Tibet Line and the Yunnan-Tibet Line, which is also called the Yelang Road.

And how did the Ancient Tea Horse Road come about?

This originated from the border trade between the ancient Central Plains and the Tubo region. During the Tang and Song Dynasties, nomads on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau had very frequent trade with the Central Plains. The imperial courts of all dynasties have attached great importance to the bilateral trade with the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, and there is a very rigid exchange demand between them.

First of all, the herdsmen on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau are very dependent on tea. Due to the high altitude, harsh climate, high cold and lack of oxygen, the herdsmen eat beef and mutton as their staple food all year round. The crops are only a little highland barley and no vegetables. Their daily diet depends entirely on tea to break down fat in the body .

Tea is indispensable and very dependent on herdsmen on the plateau. If you don’t drink tea for a few days, you will be covered with problems. Even pooping is like a patient who has just had an anal fistula operation and is still in the wound healing period. It's glass slag, that's a sour taste.

However, the snow area does not produce tea, and the tea supply for Tibetans can only be supplied by tea areas around Ya'an, XSBN, and Dali.

During the Song Dynasty, bilateral trade was very prosperous, and the main trading market was in Kangding. However, the copper coins and iron coins traded in the Song Dynasty were often used by the princes and chieftains of the vassal state to forge weapons privately, fearing that they would rebel.

Therefore, as early as the Song Dynasty, tea, especially the tea supplied to plateau areas, was classified as a strategic material, and a salt and tea department was established, which was uniformly dispatched by the imperial court and private trading was not allowed.

Since then, the bilateral trade between the plateau and the Central Plains has become barter.

It can be said that the Central Plains has always had a great advantage. By controlling the supply of salt and tea in the plateau area, a large number of cattle, sheep, horses and furs were exchanged at a low price. This is the famous tea-horse exchange market.

Nan Wuwei had already thought about it. When he came back, he had to go to Kangding to see the transfer station for fur and cordyceps.

"But what should I bring in?"

Nan Wuwei recalled the information about Rongcheng and the lotus pond that he had heard from Nanyi and other people in his mind.

Rongcheng is an important town in the west and the most important commodity distribution center in the west. From the North Railway Station Passenger Station, you can take a tricycle for more than ten minutes to the Hehuachi Wholesale Market.

The Lotus Pond Wholesale Market is, without a doubt, the largest wholesale market for small commodities with the most complete range of products and the largest throughput in the entire southwest region.

The surrounding streets are full of shops, including textiles, food, clothing, department stores, etc. The market opens at 3:00 am and reaches its peak at 8:00 am. There are dense crowds of people, tricycles pulling goods, and large and small bags of goods. The trucks coming and going, even though it was already noon when Chen Ruishi and Nan Wuwei arrived at the lotus pond, they were still crowded with each other.

The most common businesses are food and clothing. Clothing stores in almost all areas of Wuchuan buy here. Major domestic clothing brands also have branches and offices in Hehuachi.

The north gate of Rongcheng, due to its convenient transportation and fast logistics, is also the most important commodity distribution port in the city planning, with a strong radiation. The surrounding provinces and autonomous regions have trade exchanges, and there are large building materials markets, Electronic and electrical markets, food markets, etc., can be seen everywhere.

At present, most of the state-owned enterprise workers are still working three shifts in the factory, and every inch of land here is already making money every day.

Nan Wuwei has a business mind, but lacks actual combat experience. Nanyi took care of everything related to business before. He knows how to shout, how to bargain, and a complete business. Not a closed loop.

Therefore, he is now stagnant and has been hesitating to wholesale something.

Chen Ruishi looked at Nan Wuwei who was in a daze, she didn't urge her, but just stood quietly by the side. Nan Yi called her and asked her to help take care of Nan Wuwei, but don't worry about what he does.

After communicating during the meal, Chen Ruishi also figured out a little bit of taste. Nan Yi obviously asked his son to come to experience, and perhaps the experience also included some hardships.

"It's really ruthless, how old is the child?"

Nan Wuwei thought for a while, stopped standing, and started to walk around the stalls with his legs spread out. Ge Pudao stepped forward and acted as a sounding board, helping Nan Wuwei to inquire about prices everywhere.

In 1993, it was still in the golden age of small commodities, and there was still a great possibility of making a fortune. I just wanted to earn something very easy.

In the market, a passer-by who catches your eye casually, don't look at them dragging big bags and small bags is very embarrassed, but you can just pick one out, and work for a day or two is worth three to two months' wages of the workers. There may be more than enough farmers for planing food for ten years.

If you don’t go out to do some small labor, you just ask the land for money, and how much can you sell a load of unplanned grain at the grain station? Is it the barber who wants the white strips, or the noodle shop can use the white strips to buy flour.

The competition in the lotus pond is quite high. There are many shops selling miscellaneous brands on the side of the road, and there are basically signs hanging at the door—clothing wholesale, how many pieces.

Most of them are less than 10 yuan, and summer clothes are even cheaper. Shirts, casual pants, two or three yuan can be found everywhere, and there are even cheaper ones.

There are so many leather shoes, Nan Wuwei would pick one up from time to time to look at the upper, look at the seams, press the soles, and the most important thing is to smell, as long as it smells different from the leather at home, it is probably artificial leather.

Most of the shoes are of poor quality, not to mention genuine leather, and there are not many with non-cardboard soles. The "dual temperature process" is used. The two temperatures in Zhejiang Province are the main force in the production of leather shoes today.

Wear it twice with cardboard, as long as the soles of your feet sweat, the cardboard will melt away, wear it for the third time, and it will break after the fourth time. This kind of shoe hole, Nan Wuwei saw a lot of shoes before he found a few that were not good. The cardboard ones are of decent quality, but the wholesale price is too expensive, and only 200 pairs can get the price of 18 yuan.

After asking a few more companies, they couldn't get a price that was too low. Nan Wuwei stopped thinking about wearing leather shoes, thinking that the plateau area is characterized by coldness and high altitude, and it is not hot even in summer, especially after crossing Erlang Mountain. In April and May, there is often a thick layer of ice on the edge of the ditch.

In winter, it will be even colder. People from the south, with the cold and altitude sickness, really have to freeze their hands and feet. According to this reason, if you get some leather gloves and hats in, it should sell well.

[In the 1990s, the supply of goods in remote areas was still very difficult, and the seasonality of the goods was not strong. Selling padded jackets in summer would not be a joke.

Besides, in the countryside, when there are cheap winter clothes in the market in summer and autumn (the season after the two grain deliveries), farmers will buy new clothes for the New Year first, especially clothes for children. ]

Nan Wuwei thought about it, and walked over to the cotton spinning market.

After walking a few steps, I found two Tibetans wearing double-breasted dresses and beads hanging around their necks walking around in the market, thinking about Nan Wuwei who appeared with a bright light, and followed their footsteps.

The two Tibetans didn't seem to be interested in clothing, so they turned around and came to the wholesale food area. They stopped in front of a bunk. As soon as the shop owner saw the two of them, he came out to greet them enthusiastically, and it seemed that this was not the first time they had dealt with each other.

He didn't dare to get too close, and couldn't hear what the other party said clearly, but Nan Wuwei saw one of the Tibetans take out a list, probably a shopping list, with a wad of money in it.

The boss took the money, finished ordering, and while preparing the goods with a happy face, he was selling other foods.

After the two Tibetans left with all kinds of food, Nan Wuwei whispered to Ge Pudao, and Ge Pudao went up to talk to the boss, "Boss, I want to ask you something."

The boss saw that he was not a young man, and he didn't neglect, "Say it."

"It looks like this. I want to ask you for advice. I'm going to the snow area to do some business. I want to bring some things in and see if I can earn back the travel expenses. Do you have any recommendations?"

In this era, it is still very common to take some things along the Sichuan-Tibet line. After all, it is remote, it is not easy to go in, and the logistics are too expensive.

When the boss heard it, it was not a big business, but his attitude was still enthusiastic, "Snow area, where are you going to go?"

"Bacheng, Kangding."

"You can bring some Shaqima, and some of our specialty rice cracker candy, frozen rice candy is also fine, it's just right for tea."

"Shaqima?"

"That's right, Shaqima, rice cracker candy, and sesame paste are all easy to sell. Bring a few items and set up a stall when you go to the market."

The boss is quite honest. If Nanyi is here, he will bring rice cracker candy and frozen rice candy without hesitation. These two things should not be too suitable for milk tea, whether it is served with or soaked.

Nan Wuwei thought about it, and this is really the case, because the snow area is an alpine region, and food like Shaqima, which is high in calories, sweet enough, and soft in taste, will definitely be loved by Tibetans, and the food tradition in the snow area, Tsampa and barley noodles are somewhat similar to this.

Ge Pudao saw Nan Wuwei's eyes, and said to the boss: "Boss, please recommend me one."

The boss picked two packs from the stall, and Nan Wuwei saw that each pack contained 30 small bags.

"58 a bag, you can bring it in and sell it for 5 yuan a bag, and you can sell it for 6 yuan, how do you get in, bus or truck?"

Ge Pudao asked: "Is there anything special about it?"

"The passenger car has to pay the consignment fee, and you can't bring too much. If you bring too much, the owner is unwilling. You can discuss with the owner of the truck. How much to bring depends on your own ability." The boss said and took out a Shaqima, a 20 packs , "If it's a truck, I suggest you bring one, I can make it cheaper for you, 1100."

"One bag earns 3 yuan, one bag earns 90 yuan, and one piece earns 1800 yuan. Things in the snow area are expensive, and you can make more money by bargaining and raising the price."

"Boss, where are you going to find the truck?"

"There are a lot of trucks. Hydropower stations are being built along the Dadu River. For those who transport coal and cement, you stop by the side of the road. How much do you want? If you want more, I can send you freight to Ya'an."

"Can I get a car in Ya'an?"

"Of course you can. Those truck drivers know it well. There are stoppers everywhere on the road. You can bring some Shaqima to make it easy to stop. Shaqima is light, and the height of a layer on top of coal is only one meter. If you can bring twenty or thirty pieces, you only need to give the driver two or three hundred yuan, which is a good deal."

"Uncle, if we want 30 pieces, what price can you give us?" Nan Wuwei no longer let the Gel Pu Dao be the mouthpiece, and jumped out from behind to speak.

"This?" The boss looked at Ge Pu Dao and asked in a daze.

"My boss' son wants to start some business on his own." Ge Pudao explained simply.

"The little boss is really amazing. He started business at such a young age. If you want 30 pieces, I can give you 1050." The boss doesn't care how old the person he is negotiating with is, as long as the business can be negotiated, he can still talk with dogs.

"Too expensive, 28,000."

"No, I can't even get in at this price, 31,000."

The two gritted their teeth back and forth. The price reached 30,000 yuan, but the boss refused to lower it by a cent. Nan Wuwei could only accept this price, and dropped 1,000 yuan as a deposit for the boss to prepare the goods.

After getting out of the berth, Nan Wuwei saw a crowd of people in front of a stall selling leather belts on the side of the road. He walked up and saw a paper case on the stall with the words "Famous brand belts, discounted." Deal with it, 8 yuan a piece."

The trading scene is very hot, and from time to time, people buy dozens or hundreds of items.

Nan Wuwei picked up one, his eyes lit up, the belt buckle was automatically buckled, he looked at the hem of the belt, held it and smelled it, the genuine leather, although it stinks, is not a good leather.

Nan Wuwei hesitated, thinking that most of the workers working on the construction site buckle canvas belts. The belt buckle is a rectangular metal frame with a roller in the middle, which is tied tightly by the stress of the canvas strip on the roller. You can tie knots directly. I didn’t see a few people buckle other belts when they were working, but they buckled cowhide belts when they went to the street. He didn’t know if this belt was sold well in Bacheng.

He heard from the workers that Bacheng is a poor place, and it's hard to say whether a belt can be sold for more than ten yuan.

"Will Kangding sell well?" Nan Wuwei thought to himself, then turned to look at Chen Ruishi, "Aunt Chen, do you want to buckle your belt for Tibetan clothes?"

"The belt of Tibetan men's clothing is a wide wool belt woven in red or other colors. There are also beautifully decorated wide belts with pockets in between. There are also amulets with Buddha statues tied on the ground, without buckling the belt."

"oh."

After hesitating for a while, Nan Wuwei still approved 20 pieces, thinking that even if they couldn't sell them, he could take them back to Rongcheng Night Market and set up a street stall to sell them.

Miao Xiaolan let Miao Xiaolan hold the belt, and Nan Wuwei walked around the market again, approving a lot of children's toys, balloons, soybean guns, many of which were produced by the young Youwei toy factory.

Young and promising to lead the trend of children's toys in China, as long as they are made of paper, plastic, or metal, new products can be released by adjusting the mold, and new products will be released all the time. There are three unsalable toys.

It's just a pity that Young and Promising has never embarked on a branding path, and there is no brand recognition. After all, children only care about whether it is fun or not, and who will pay attention to which factory and brand they are playing.

Wholesalers will not help young and promising brands to spread their brands. They would like to cover up the channels to prevent others from knowing. The speed of imitation is too fast. A hot-selling toy appears within three days. Will come out.

There was a leak incident in the toy factory when you were young. There was a toy that hadn’t been released yet, but the imitation product was released first. It was a product developed by the students at the end of elementary school. It wasn’t Nan Yi who pulled it out of his memory. There is no such thing as Li Gui bumping into Li Kui possible.

Since that time, during the period when the new product was produced and not launched, the factory was completely closed, and all workers had to stay in the factory to eat and drink. Whoever had an opinion resigned and left, and could still get more than 600 yuan in eight hours" There is almost no second company outside, and it can almost be removed. Even if there is, it is also "Nanyi Department".

At the beginning of four in the afternoon, Nan Wuwei had already transferred the lotus pond, and the work of batching the goods came to an end.

"Aunt Chen, I still have an uncle in Rongcheng. I have already agreed to eat at his restaurant tonight. Can you go with me?" Nan Wuwei said to Chen Ruishi after walking out of the lotus pond.

"You still have an uncle?"

"It's not my uncle, it's my father's friend."

"Okay, Auntie will accompany you."

The uncle Nan Wuwei mentioned was Luo Kun, and six or seven years had passed, and Luo Kun was no longer the Luo Kun of the past. He opened a restaurant early, and it was in a foodie city. In 2010, he was able to earn more than one million a year. After snowballing, his business grew bigger and bigger, and his capital became stronger and stronger. Now he is considered the number one person in Rongcheng.

It's not what it used to be. In front of the gate of Longmenzhen, which is not the small facade, Luo Kun, the boss who is full of style, looks at his watch from time to time, and looks at the street facing him, eagerly waiting for Nan Wuwei.