I am farming in the real world

Chapter 22: Let the Profits Sprint

"Selling something?"

Chen Jue lowered the car window, looking at the young man in front of him with sun-darkened skin and a sun hat.

From him, Chen Jue saw his own past.

He remembered when he was in college, he would go to work part-time with a few roommates on weekends.

Whether it was standing guard, handing out flyers, or doing questionnaires, his legs were almost broken, and he only earned 70 or 80 yuan a day, not even enough to round up to a whole number.

Although he didn't earn much money, part-time work was indeed very good for personal development.

Just like the young man in front of him, daring to run to the road to stop cars and sell things in such hot weather, he was obviously a doer.

So Chen Jue's heart stirred: "Give me a phone holder!"

He took out a red bill and gave it to the other party, then, on the pretext of needing change, he stopped the truck by the side of the road after passing the traffic light.

"Boss, the holder is twenty yuan, here's eighty yuan in change." The young man jogged over, handed over the change, and wanted to leave to continue selling, but Chen Jue stopped him.

"How much can you earn in a day?"

"Have you graduated yet?" Chen Jue asked.

The young man shook his head and replied somewhat cautiously: "Boss, I'm just doing a part-time job, selling more or less depends purely on luck."

Chen Jue was delighted to see the other party's reaction, knowing that this kid was definitely a talent.

If it were those simple-minded students, they would definitely reveal everything after being asked a few questions.

"Part-time work is good! Are you interested in working part-time with me?"

"I'll guarantee you at least 150 yuan a day, and give you a bonus of 500 yuan after working for seven days." Chen Jue extended an olive branch.

The young man was a little surprised to hear this price, because he couldn't even earn a profit of 200 yuan after a day of hard selling, deducting the cost of goods.

So the young man sized up Chen Jue and his slightly clean truck, and then asked: "Boss, what kind of part-time job pays so much? Outside, they only give 120 or 130 yuan a day, I don't dare to do anything illegal!"

When Chen Jue saw the young man asking, he knew that the other party was already tempted by the price, so he patiently explained: "Part-time street promotion, promoting snacks. It's just that the working hours are a bit special, you need to set up a stall at 6 pm and work until 11 pm, see if you have time?"

After speaking, Chen Jue took out the photos of the packaging and stall design related to "Chen's Secret Recipe Roasted Chicken" from his mobile phone and showed them to the other party.

The young man saw that he looked serious, unscrewed a bottle of water, took a few sips to cover up the tension in his heart, and then continued: "The time is a bit late, I have to discuss it with my parents. How about you leave me your WeChat, boss? I'll send you a message when I've thought about it."

Chen Jue laughed when he saw this, knowing that this matter was mostly going to succeed, so he let the young man scan the code and add him as a friend.

He learned that the other party's name was "Zhao Xiaoguang" from the verification information sent via WeChat. Regardless of whether it was his real name or not, Chen Jue called him Xiaoguang.

Before leaving, he went to a convenience store on the roadside, took two bottles of iced Alien electrolyte drinks, and gave one to the other party, asking him to reply to him as soon as possible after considering it.

Because once such a popular street promotion part-time job is posted in those student part-time QQ groups, a bunch of people will sharpen their heads to snatch it.

…

After saying goodbye to Zhao Xiaoguang, Chen Jue continued to drive around the nearby factory area looking for a suitable warehouse.

Finally, in a piece of land behind Wenshi South Station, he set his sights on a Wanqiang Logistics Park that looked like it was about to close down.

Only a few warehouses in the park were still operating, and the rest were large open-air warehouses with red paper signs hanging outside for rent and sale. There wasn't even a barrier or security guard at the entrance.

He dialed the number on the red paper, and only then did he learn from Manager Zhang of the park that this place was going to be demolished and renovated after the Spring Festival, and there were only 8 months of lease left, so it was being rented out at a discount.

So Chen Jue asked about the rent price. A warehouse space of 500 square meters only cost 2,500 yuan a month, which was 5 yuan per square meter per month. Short-term and long-term rentals were available, and the price could be negotiated further for long-term rentals. It was indeed a bargain.

Moreover, this area was enough for Chen Jue. The ceiling of the warehouse was very high, at least five meters, and semi-trailers could easily back in.

Unloading dozens of tons of vegetables here would definitely not be a problem.

The only problem was that he didn't have a suitable person to help him manage the vegetables for the time being.

In order to start a business, in addition to a good project, it is also crucial to have someone who can carry out the tasks assigned.

If he randomly recruits some idlers and slackers, even the best projects will be half ruined.

This is why Chen Jue took a fancy to a student like Zhao Xiaoguang who came out to earn extra money in the scorching heat at that intersection before.

Just that drive and enthusiasm alone would definitely beat the old fritters who loaf around in the workplace.

"Should I invite a few retired uncles over?"

"They used to be vegetable farmers, so it's suitable for them to do this kind of easy work."

Chen Jue looked at the open-air warehouse in front of him, thought for a long time, and decided to take a trip to Wencheng in his spare time.

The first is to find suitable people to manage the warehouse, and the second is to contract a large area of farmland to cover up the vegetables produced by himself.

His idea is very clear, that is, the vegetables produced by MC in the future will be mixed with real vegetables and sold together.

As long as the quantity runs up and the flow is steady, constantly creating profits, it will definitely achieve the effect of deceiving the heavens.

…

After wandering around Wanqiang Logistics Park for a while, he added Manager Zhang's WeChat and agreed to meet with him tomorrow morning to discuss the lease.

After that, Chen Jue drove to Ruixian to pick up the kraft paper packaging that had been made at the Caidie Advertising Store, as well as the stall car with the words "Chen's Secret Recipe Roasted Chicken" and "Tasting Promotion".

Since there was no requirement for an open flame stove, this simple-shaped stall car was very easy to make for Old Zhang, who ran the stainless steel workshop.

A cube frame with a flat display table on top, a small light box on top, and a few casters underneath, cost Chen Jue 1,500 yuan for a set, and the quality was much stronger than the foldable ones sold on Taobao.

"Not bad."

Chen Jue looked at the stall car with satisfaction.

He detoured to the Ruixian Shopping Mall to buy a special ramp ladder for trucks, and also purchased a bunch of kitchen utensils and various seasonings, planning to take them back to the old house to do some surface cover for MC roasted chicken in the whole family workshop first.

Only then did he come back to the advertising store and load the stall car into the carriage.

This toss exhausted him.

He glanced at the time and it was almost noon, so Chen Jue sent a message to Zheng Bocheng, asking him to meet at his factory in the afternoon to get some scrap iron.

After that, he found a shady place, bought a bottle of肥宅快乐水 (Fat House Happy Water, a popular internet slang for Coca-Cola), sat in the car and ate an MC roast chicken to satisfy his hunger and cravings.

No way!

The aftertaste of this thing is too strong, even Chen Jue himself can't help but want to eat it.

After eating and drinking enough, Chen Jue tossed the things in the carriage, took out 1,000 boxes of bayberry gift boxes from his backpack, and drove straight to the Ruixian Agricultural Trade Market.

Fatty Luo Xian was dozing off in the Sweetheart Fruit Shop at this time. As soon as he heard the familiar sound of a car stopping at the door, he immediately jumped up from the recliner in the tea room.

"Brother Chen! Brother Chen!"

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Luo Xian shook the big, thick gold chain on his neck, wiped the yellow dirt from the corners of his eyes, and immediately went out to greet him with a smile on his face.

"Brother Luo, this time there are a bit too many Fruit Kings from the garden, I brought you a thousand boxes, can you handle it?"

"If you can handle it, I'll send another five hundred boxes tomorrow." Chen Jue immediately realized that this fatty must have made a fortune again when he saw his eager look.

So he opened the carriage, revealing the neatly stacked bayberry gift boxes inside.

"A thousand boxes? Five hundred more tomorrow?"

"That's great!"

"The people under me who want the goods have been driving me crazy these past two days." Luo Xian excitedly rubbed his small hands that were making a fortune, and quickly招呼 (zhāo hū - greet; call) the shop assistants who were taking a lunch break to come and unload the goods.

Chen Jue was also moved when he saw his attitude of not refusing anyone.

The reason why he accelerated the pace of shipment was also because he considered that there were many places where he needed to spend money to start a business, so he would first recover some funds to prepare.

Anyway, selling 500 pieces is selling, and selling 1000 pieces is also selling.

As long as no second store in the Wenshi area can find Fruit Kings of this quality of MC bayberry, and there are no competitors, Chen Jue can let the profits sprint until the second half of July.

After all, June and July are the seasons for bayberry to be on the market. Selling this kind of MC bayberry after the second half of July will cause trouble.

Because by then, all bayberries will be rotten and overripe, and can only be picked early and quick-frozen, and then transferred to frozen bayberries for export.

"I can't do this quick money business anymore after selling it for about another week," Chen Jue thought.

As for whether it will expose the MC system, he is not worried at all.

The amount of goods entering and leaving this wholesale market is often tens of millions or millions of dollars a day, and even more Dongkui bayberries are exported, and his car of MC bayberries will not even splash a wave when it is thrown down.

So he followed Luo Xian into the tea room for a short sit. After receiving the final payment of 87,000 yuan in cash in a burst of brotherly greetings, Chen Jue took advantage of the free time of unloading the goods and turned around in the Sweetheart Fruit Shop.

Seeing that there was actually a box of melons that looked like mines with the words "imported" on the shelf, Chen Jue picked one up with great interest and looked at it in his hand, and finally raised his head and asked with a hippie smile: "Brother Luo, send me a box of this melon?"

When Luo Xian heard that Chen Jue was planning to take advantage of his delivery to get something for free, his face immediately became a little awkward.

However, when Luo Xian thought of the substantial profits those Grade 13A Chinese bayberries had earned him, he still put on a courteous and generous act. He carried a box out and stuffed it into Chen Jue's passenger seat, saying, "Brother Chen! Please take care of your brother Luo's business in the future. Feel free to take any fruit you fancy from my store!"

"Brother Luo is so generous! I really enjoy working with people like you," Chen Jue grinned, full of agreement.

After unloading the goods, the car drove out of the wholesale market.

Chen Jue found a shady spot under a tree where no one was around and parked. He picked up the box and climbed into the back of the car.

First, he released all the items he had collected for his stall. Then, he grabbed a fruit and stored it in his backpack.

His gaze swept over the subtitle and he saw: [Butternut Squash: Food, an essential ingredient for synthesizing certain special-effect organisms.]

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