Rebirth to 90s: Start from Scratch

Zhang Qianxiu made the meal and went to call Huang Enquan and Zhang Jiankang. Although the cooking time was not too long, the two of them sold another 40 kilograms of mixed rice, and the seller went there only after seeing the advertisement.

Zhang Qianxiu's store is indeed too biased. If you don't buy beef and mutton, most people won't go to that corner at all.

Dined in Shudetang.

I bought three catties of meat before and ate about one catty. The remaining Zhang Qianxiu was divided into three parts and packed in bags.

After the meal, I went to the market for another hour. There was no business. There were even few people passing by the shop. It seems that the leaflets must continue to be sent out.

At six-and-a-half in the afternoon, the three of them drove home. When they returned to Zhangjiaping, it was past seven in the evening.

Zhang Qianxiu gave Huang Enquan and Zhang Jiankang one of the three portions of meat that had been divided long ago, and asked them to take them back.

It's not easy to eat fresh meat now, and most people can't afford it.

Zhang Qianxiu didn't know if his father's anger had disappeared when he returned today. He really didn't want to continue arguing with his father. It didn't make any sense.

When Zhang Qianxiu returned home, the family had already eaten, and now there is no fan, so everyone is sitting in the yard to enjoy the cool.

Seeing his son, Zhang Aibing's already depressed mood suddenly burst into endless anger: "Zhang Qianxiu, you get out of here, I don't have your son, you can be patient! Don't come back."

Although Zhang Aibing was scolding, sitting on the stool did not mean to do anything.

Hu Jin'e hurried up and persuaded: "Xiaoxiu, you go and make a complaint with your dad, and you two father and son don't make a fuss. Let's see what's going on with you all these days."

Zhang Qianxiu handed the meat in his hand to his mother: "Well, I'll go talk to Dad."

Hu Jin'e took the meat: "Speak well, don't buy meat if you have money in the future, save it for your own tuition and buy two decent clothes."

Zhang Qianxiu responded and walked towards his father's: "Dad!"

Zhang Aibing sneered while smoking a cigarette, "Do you still know to call my dad? You didn't take me as a dad in your eyes."

These days, Zhang Aibing has thousands of dissatisfaction with his son in his heart.

Zhang Qianxiu sat down next to his father: "Dad, these days, I don't speak well. It's my fault, don't mind."

"It's your fault that you don't speak well?" Zhang Aibing's tone improved a bit: "You are a brother, what do you do with your sister's marriage? What are you going to do? What are you doing? How old are you now? Good luck and some money. Money, you really think you are great?"

As soon as Zhang Aibing said, he couldn't stop: "Your task now is to study hard, don't think about anything else. You don't want to work, you can read at home, you can rest, we don't talk about you."

"Don't do your business. Read the book at home tomorrow. In a few days your sister will be dating. Then you will help with some work."

"Although the Han family has prepared them, we don't need to prepare anything here, but we can't be too shabby. This is to give your sister a sigh of relief, you know?"

"In more than a month, you will start school. Then you just need to study hard. Don't think about the useless ones."

Listening to his father's words, Zhang Qianxiu could not only feel his father's care for him, but also the sadness brought by his father's old concepts.

"Dad, can't you let your sister go?" Zhang Qianxiu said, "give my sister a chance of her own choice."

Zhang Qianxiu tried his best to calm down his words. It sounded more like a request than a confrontation with his father.

Zhang Aibing exploded when he heard this. He felt that he had said so much and said so much for nothing, and his son still didn't listen to him.

He took a deep breath, trying to suppress the anger in his heart, but in the end he didn't succeed.

Zhang Aibing couldn't hold back the anger in his heart: "Zhang Qianxiu, I'm talking to you in a good voice, but if you don't understand people's words, do you mean to be right with me?"

Seeing that his father was angry again, Zhang Qianxiu was also angry in his heart. He always tried to communicate in a calm tone, but when his father heard what he said, he became furious and either yelled or reprimanded himself.

Zhang Qianxiu took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart again, and said, "Dad, I am your son. How could I be against you deliberately, but we can't treat my sister so selfishly."

"Ni...zi!" Zhang Aibing shouted these two words almost gritted his teeth.

Hu Jin'e and Zhang Lanmei hurriedly came up to persuade them, fearing that their father and son would really fight.

Finally, Zhang Qianxiu went to Huang En's family for another night.

The next day, Zhang Qianxiu and his party went straight to the market. The purchase price of Haomi was usually three or six cents or seven.

When Zhang Qianxiu came, he directly asked Huang Enquan to accept all the rice at a price that was one cent higher than usual.

Liu Zhijian watched Huang Enquan go "mopping up", and smiled and said to Zhang Qianxiu: "Brother Zhang, it looks like your business is pretty good!"

Zhang Qianxiu shook his head: "It's not easy to do. Our location is not good. I'll calculate it. The other three stores should sell six or seven thousand catties a day. All of us are drizzle."

Zhang Qianxiu probably remembers that TJ County covers an area of ​​more than 2,800 square kilometers and has a total population of one hundred and ten thousand. The permanent population of the county is about 90,000. Even if one person eats five or two meters on average, it will consume four in a day. More than five thousand catties.

Some of them are rural people, who will bring rice from the countryside; some would rather take the time to go to the town’s market to buy rice on their own; some of them seldom buy rice outside due to work units.

Even if all of these people are removed by half, the daily consumption of rice will be more than 20,000 catties.

There are only four rice sellers in the county town, and only five with Zhang Qianxiu. On average, one family can sell more than four thousand catties.

Liu Zhijian has never calculated it like this before, and said in surprise: "You can calculate it so clearly?"

Zhang Qianxiu smiled slightly: "I checked it out specifically. At present, apart from the county seat, our county has 18 towns and 5 townships. Because the county seat is to the south, our Hemu town is probably just in the middle."

"Those grain and oil shops have found a lot of rice dealers, almost all over ten towns and three townships close to the city. These rice dealers either collect at the market or go to the village to collect them, all of which are supplied to the county grain and oil shops."

"One of them has to supply three or four hundred catties a day, and the few of them have one to two hundred catties a day."

"I do the calculations, even if my business starts, there won't be so many people collecting rice for me."

Liu Zhijian nodded slightly: "Well, it’s hard to find people who can help you harvest rice, and it’s easy to be squeezed out. You can get it from a wholesaler. Good rice costs about 50 cents. If you remove various costs, the profit is only a few cents. money."

Zhang Qianxiu handed Liu Zhijian a cigarette and said, "Brother Liu, if I'm stable, you can help me collect rice, and the wholesaler now collects your rice three cents and seventy-eight, and I will give you four cents."

Liu Zhijian did not hesitate at all: "Okay! When you want it, just say hello to me."

Zhang Qianxiu felt a little grateful for Liu Zhijian's promise so quickly.

He knew that Liu Zhijian was supplying it to the city's wholesalers. Needless to say, the strength of the city's wholesalers was naturally. They knew it with their feet. They must be much more stable than Zhang Qianxiu, and they would arrange for someone to come and collect them.

Zhang Qianxiu said: "Whether I am stable, or Brother Liu will come to partner at that time, you will be responsible for the supply, and I will be responsible for the sales."

Liu Zhijian took a puff of cigarette: "When you do it, I'll go and kick it again, it would be a bit unkind."

"That's not what I said. Brother Liu has been in the rice business for so many years, and his connections and experience are beyond me. These are your capital and abilities!" Zhang Qianxiu said.

Zhang Qianxiu mainly focused on Liu Zhijian's character, he was not good enough, no matter how strong he was, it would be a scourge.

Liu Zhijian smiled slightly: "Let's watch it again!"

Zhang Qianxiu and Liu Zhijian didn't say too clearly, so just say hello first.

An hour later, Huang Enquan had collected 430 catties of good rice, more than 240 catties of rice, and more than 320 catties of miscellaneous rice.

Miscellaneous rice is a mixture of inferior rice and good rice, not the worst rice.

Many people think that it is not cost-effective to sell second rice, and it will be mixed with mixed rice and sold as good rice.

If you can't sell it, you can sell it as miscellaneous rice, anyway, the price is higher than the second rice.

As a result, the number of sub-meters on the market is the least.

Zhang Qianxiu asked Huang Enquan to go to Zhang Weiqiang to get the purchase order, and then hurried to the county seat.