Unlimited Supplies: Take the Space Supermarket To Support the Right Minister

  Chapter 62 I want to engage in wholesale

  Yu Xiaolian took the food box and found a stall to buy wontons and squatted down. She came a bit late, and the good seats had already been taken.

  The owner of the wonton stall was an old man who looked about fifty years old. At first, she thought Yu Xiaolian was just squatting there to rest his feet.

   When Yu Xiaolian opened the lid of the food box and started yelling, he immediately ran over and coaxed Yu Xiaolian to leave.

   "Who's little girl film, do you understand the rules? Is this the place where you sell things? Walk around..."

   "You sell your wontons, I sell my shortbread, what's in the way?"

   "Hey, you little girl, are you looking for a fight?" The wonton seller held a long and long spoon, and came over with a fierce look on his face.

  Is it so fierce?

   Shouldn't you have a few words with her, if you can't argue with her, then do it again?

   Don't let her play at all. This is it.

  A hero does not suffer immediate losses, so Yu Xiaolian picked up the food box and ran away.

   After Yu Xiaolian set up a stall next to an aunt who sold vegetables and eggs, she learned from the aunt that the old man who sold wontons had the worst temper in the whole market.

  God, what kind of luck is she doing?

   In order to thank the aunt for letting her set up a stall next to her, Yu Xiaolian wrapped two shortbread for the aunt and sent it over.

  After getting acquainted with the aunt, Yu Xiaolian not only knew the name of the aunt, but also learned some unknown things in the market.

  For example, the one who collects booth fees in the vegetable market is not an official post at all, but the brother-in-law of the county magistrate.

  For example, there is a sharpener on the east side of Caishikou, which is actually an executioner. As long as he sharpens his knife at Caishikou, someone will be beheaded.

   There is a shoe repairer next to the knife sharpener, but it is not a simple shoe repairer, he is a second cobbler.

  The shoe repairer and the knife sharpener are two brothers. After the knife sharpener cuts off the head, the second cobbler will sew the head and the corpse together. The brothers earn the dead man's money.

  Speaking of which, the work of these two cobblers is the modern remains arranger.

   Sometimes when encountering some unclaimed dead, Yu Xiaolian will sew up the corpse humanitarianally after dissecting the corpse.

  She didn't think there was anything terrible about it, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with this job. Dealing with dead people was much easier than living people.

   When Aunt Ge saw Yu Xiaolian in a daze, she thought she was frightened, "Hey, look at me, what are you talking about with you and the little girl, won't you have nightmares when you go back to sleep tonight?"

  Aunt Ge ran over, patted Yu Xiaolian's head, and called her soul while touching her.

  Yu Xiaolian: "..."

  Why is it called a soul at every turn?

   Now when she hears the call to the soul, her heart is thrilled.

   "Mother, I'm not afraid."

  Although Yu Xiaolian said she was not afraid, Aunt Ge did not dare to say anything about the two brothers of the Ji family.

   Instead, I told her some tips for doing business.

  Yu Xiaolian shook her head when she heard this. Aunt Ge's so-called tricks are actually watching people order dishes.

   When you meet someone who is richly dressed, you will charge the price a few cents higher.

  Especially when I meet some women who are in charge of shopping in the mansion, they buy everything well, and they don’t take it seriously, as long as the vegetables are fresh and the things are good.

   "If they pick cheap vegetables and buy them back, they will be scolded if they don't do well." Mrs. Ge said, her mouth was flying.

  Although what Aunt Ge said was out of good intentions, Yu Xiaolian still thinks that the price should not be fixed at a time, and that business should be based on honesty and good faith.

  Yu Xiaolian thanked Aunt Ge for her kindness with a smile, and then began to yell loudly, "Shortbread, delicious shortbread, four yuan for one, ten yuan for three."

  Yu Xiaolian had inquired about the price of shortbread at a pastry shop. Some were 60 Wen a catty, some were 50 Wen a catty, and a catty could weigh ten.

  The average price is five or six yuan apiece. She sells roadside stalls, so naturally she can’t compare with the ones in the shop, so she sets the price slightly lower than the one in the shop.

  As soon as Yu Xiaolian yelled, a girl came over to see her shortbread. Seeing that it looked good, she took out ten coins from her purse and handed it to Yu Xiaolian, "Give me three."

   "Okay!" After opening, Yu Xiaolian happily wrapped three shortbread in oiled paper and handed it over.

   "Miss, I still have mung bean cake and chestnut cake here, would you like to have some?"

  Yu Xiaolian removed the shortbread on the upper layer of the food box to expose the mung bean cake and chestnut cake below.

  The girl was delighted when Yu Xiaolian called her Miss. Miss was only the daughter of a rich family. She was only the daughter of a pork dealer in the market. How could she not be happy when she was called Miss?

   Coughed lightly, raised the lady's airs, "I don't like mung bean cakes, how do you sell chestnut cakes?"

   "It's the same price as shortbread, and three for ten Wen."

   "Then give me three more chestnut pancakes!"

  Yu Xiaolian quickly wrapped three chestnut cakes, and the pork dealer's daughter counted another ten coins and handed it to Yu Xiaolian. When she left, she said that she would come to visit Yu Xiaolian's business again in the future.

  Yu Xiaolian sold until noon, and paid two cents for the booth fee to the county magistrate's brother-in-law's servant. Fortunately, she didn't bring many pastries, and they were sold out when the sun was at its peak.

  The price she sells is cheap, and the peddlers in the market also buy a lot for their children.

   It's just that Yu Xiaolian looked at the hundreds of copper coins in the cafeteria, and her mood was not very beautiful.

  How can I make such a small amount of money in one morning?

  If you want to have a shop of your own sooner, relying solely on her and Sun's retail sales, that will definitely not work, so you have to save until the year of the monkey?

   On the way home, Yu Xiaolian began to think about how to sell the pastries wholesale.

  Each pastry shop has its own pastry chef. If you want them to buy from you, you have to let them see new gadgets that cannot be made by the masters in their shop. Only in this way can you buy from her.

   You don’t need to worry about things like shortbread and mung bean cake. They can make them all, and they are all handmade.

  What is delicious and good-looking, which was not available in ancient times?

  After returning home, Yu Xiaolian took the notebook and went into the supermarket.

  Shaqima, not in ancient times, in the notebook.

   Egg yolk pie, no, it’s also in the notebook.

  There are no such things as butter rolls in Beijing. There was no such thing as butter in ancient times. This is probably a good sell.

   Well, waffles, meat muffins, ice skin cakes.

   Pork shop, beef jerky, cranberry bread.

  That's all for now, Yu Xiaolian smiled.

  Tomorrow she will go to shop one by one to sell, whether it is a pastry shop, a restaurant, or a teahouse. As long as she can sell it for her and buy her goods, she doesn't have to go out to bask in the sun every day, but just deliver the goods and wait at home to count the money.

  Take a few foods that are going to be sold tomorrow out of the supermarket, set the price again and again, change it again and again, and plan the quantity that can be delivered every day.

  Although she had never done business in her previous life, she didn't pay much attention to the supermarket at home.

  But her parents have opened a small store to a large supermarket, and she has been familiar with it since she was a child, so it shouldn't be too bad.

  (end of this chapter)