Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Wan Feng was shocked at the time. At that time, he was selling socks at the market, two pairs for three yuan, and the management fee he paid was one yuan, and sometimes the shameless fifty cents was also the same.

He can only earn 40 yuan by selling [-] pairs of socks in a market, which is not enough for those who sell couplets to pay a market tax.

Wan Feng wondered how much these couplet sellers made in one market.

So at the end of October of the following year, he decisively went to the printing factory and placed an order of 2000 yuan. Selling couplets is an order in advance, and you can sell as much as you order, and there is no chance of replenishment in the later period.

He bet 2000 yuan without selling it and didn't dare to place more.

Because the printing factory only looks at the order printing, and there is no extra stuff at all. The couplets are things that are printed every year. If they can’t sell this year, they can only be burned.

In the twelfth lunar month of that year, his 2000 yuan actually brought him a profit of more than [-] yuan. This is because he placed fewer orders, otherwise it would not be a problem to earn [-] to [-] yuan in a twelfth lunar month.

That was nine years ago!

A small palm-sized lucky character worth four to five cents sells for ten cents, and a pair of couplets worth one or two cents sells for two or three yuan.

Especially for the pair of gates, the 1.8-meter couplets can be sold for five or six yuan a pair for a few cents. The profits of these Chinese New Year stickers are almost ten times or eight times.

So now Wan Feng has never considered the issue of not being able to sell it at all in his head. He now sells these things for twice the profit, and it is a ghost if he can't sell them.

Jiang Jun was in the business after all, and he was the first to express his support: "I think it can be sold. Whoever doesn't want to look fresh and beautiful for the New Year, and it's only a few cents more expensive, will definitely be able to sell it."

"Yes, if I were the master, I would also buy such a couplet with blessing characters. This is a carp, ingots and a cornucopia. It is festive to look at, and it is only a few cents more expensive." Some people also expressed their views.

"Brother, how much money can we make by selling it for fifteen cents?"

Xu Bin was specially called by Wan Feng, and he asked the most critical question.

"Now that we have a selling price, it's time to discuss the cost price. I won't make a fuss here to save everyone from worrying. Let me tell you that the cost of this set is five cents."

Wan Feng raised the cost by [-]% not to make a difference, but because he thought it was too troublesome to settle accounts at [-]/[-] of the price.

The room was silent.

The reason why this happened was because the price Wan Feng said was far beyond their expectations, and they couldn't accept it for a while.

It's not that the price is high, it's low.

"It's only five cents for so many styles?" Jiang Jun asked suspiciously.

"Yes, it is five cents, which means that you can earn a dime for every set you sell. From now until the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, as long as you can sell forty sets, you can wear new clothes. Sixty sets of small whips will be enough, if you can sell a hundred sets, you can basically live a very rich and good year.”

It was only then that Wan Feng's classmates believed that these couplets and blessings could indeed be sold, and they immediately regained their energy.

"Wan Feng, tell me what we should do?"

"Tomorrow is the opening day of the Black Lagoon Market. We will take this opportunity to test the waters at the Black Lagoon Market. Although it is too early to sell these things in the third day of junior high school, it is not a bad thing for you to accumulate some experience, so we Today's task is to pick out these couplets and blessings that are packed in boxes according to what I just said, let's pick up 560 sets first, and see the market response tomorrow."

The best days to sell couplets are from around the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month to the [-]th of the twelfth lunar month. It’s really early to sell this thing now, even if someone wants to buy it, it’s still a month away from the Chinese New Year. Go home early and have to find a place to put it.

But it doesn't matter, it's not a bad thing to let these people who have never sold before come to the market to learn a little bit.

Everyone began to pick up a set according to the standards set by Wan Feng. It was chaotic at first, but after an hour, they formed a division of labor, specializing in picking up couplets and sorting out blessing characters.

Every time you pick out a set, roll it up and tie it with a cloth strip, so that the work efficiency will come out.

Luan Feng dare not say anything else here, there are rags everywhere.

By around three o'clock in the afternoon, all 560 sets of couplets had been picked up.

"There are 28 students in our class including Xu Bin. The 560 sets will be divided into [-] sets for each person tomorrow. Whoever sells them and gives me the cost will get the profit. Do you understand?"

"understood!"

"In the future, the third will be the Black Reef Market, the fourth will be the Gushan Market, and the fifth will be the Qingshan Market. In these days, you will go to the market to sell."

"What about the days when there is no market?" Someone asked.

"You can go to the village in groups of three or four to go door-to-door to deliver. Don't underestimate this. It might not be less than what you sell in the market."

"How embarrassing is that?" Someone said in embarrassment.

"What's the use of being kind? Are you so embarrassed that someone will give you money? If you want to make money, you will throw away your face."

If you want to make money and want face, how can there be so many good things.

Chapter 4 Nineteen Meteors Chasing the Moon Zhang Guangdong

"Wear more clothes tomorrow, cotton-padded clothes, trousers, cotton shoes, gloves and hats, so you don't get cold at that time. Gather here at [-]:[-] tomorrow at the back of the mountain, and the ones in front of the valley will be in your team As soon as the team gathers, Xu Bin just gathers with the rest of the team in the brigade courtyard, and that's it, let's all go home."

After the students left, Wan Feng found a piece of tarpaulin and some dry straw from Luanfeng's warehouse, and finally went to the brick and tile factory and told the old man to boil a pot of water for him tomorrow morning.

After finishing these things, he wanted to check the clothes that Luan Feng prepared for him to go to the market tomorrow.

Luan Feng led Wan Feng into the finished product warehouse, where there were finally clothes installed.

"This is for you tomorrow morning, ten pairs of trousers, ten jackets of various men's styles, and various clothes of women's styles, are you satisfied with my big man?"

Luan Feng asked playfully with a smile on her eyebrows.

"It seems to be a little less!"

"What? You still think it's too little? That's all. You can go to whomever you like!" Luan Feng's mouth curled up, as if you were just upset and could not help me.

There are so many clothes and this product is too little, can he sell them all?

"How many ski jackets are prepared for Zhang Guangdong?"

There are about thirty ski jackets of several colors hanging on the hangers against the wall.

"There are more than ten pieces in the workshop, which are not yet finished."

"If Zhang Guangdong shipped the goods quickly, he might come tomorrow. There's nothing he can do with this little stuff."

"It can't be so fast, he just left yesterday morning and can come tomorrow? It's impossible!"

"If he went back yesterday, his wife would throw the goods out at once, maybe he will come today."

"Nonsense! Stop talking nonsense with you, I have to go back to work."

Luan Feng returned to the workshop after leaving a word, and ran back like a ghost in 2 minutes.

"Do you have sharp eyes?" Then he bent down to look left and right on Wan Feng's face, and tried to roll Wan Feng's eyelids with his hands.

Wan Feng raised his hand and knocked off the paw that was gesturing in front of her: "What's wrong with you?"

Luan Feng dragged Wan Feng into the sewing room and saw Zhang Guangdong.