Reborn 1980, I amaze the world by picking up scraps

Knowing the other party's situation, my grandfather said solemnly, "We all come from the same place. If you are a fellow villager, if you can help me, you will definitely help me."

The old men listening to the commentary knew that they were about to talk about something private, so they all stood up and ran to the bookshelf, pretending to pick up the little book.

The old captain sighed, “The cart baskets nearby are almost full, and it’s cold, so we can’t sell any bamboo baskets.

Dayong's mother was ill a few days ago and has not recovered. She cannot go to the hospital to work. Now the only people who can work at home are me and Dayong's wife.

She is a woman who has no strength, no skills, and can't make much money. Your corn canes are selling well. Can you wholesale some and let her sell them in the streets? "

Grandpa frowned when he heard this. He was an enemy in the same industry. The Little Man Bookstore also sold corn canes. If Chen Dayong's wife was allowed to do this business, she would undoubtedly steal his business.

Chen Dayong quickly smiled and said, "Uncle, I understand the rules. I will ask Xiaoxia to go farther away to sell."

No matter how good the sales of corn canes are, they can cover up to five miles in radius. No matter how far away they are, children will not come here.

If Xiaoxia wholesales corn cobs and can sell them farther away, not only will it not form vicious competition with the bookstore business, but Grandpa can also make some wholesale money from it.

"Since you have all asked, I will wholesale it for you, but at this price..." When it comes to price, grandpa is in trouble again. He doesn't know how to set a price.

The old captain had already thought about it. He stretched out two fingers tentatively and said, "Just set the wholesale price at two cents a piece, okay?"

Although grandpa didn't understand business, he instinctively felt that it was no good. For two cents, the price was too low.

If it really cost two cents to wholesale corn canes, it would be equivalent to him and his grandma working for the old captain and his family for nothing.

If the old captain came to borrow money, then grandpa would definitely pay for it happily.

But the old captain came to discuss business. If the goods were supplied according to the price mentioned by the old captain, grandpa would suffer a lot.

When the time comes when someone takes the goods, they just treat it as a transaction and don’t appreciate it. What is he trying to do?

Grandpa is a very honest person. These words were stuck in his chest, but he couldn't say them out. Just when he was in trouble, an old man who pretended to look at the bookshelf finally couldn't listen anymore.

"You can retail corn canes for five cents a piece, but wholesale them for two cents? You can't let others make them for you for free, right?"

The old captain blushed when he heard this, "You are asking for a high price, but you can pay it back on the spot. I don't understand this?"

Grandpa glanced at the old man who was speaking to him. Hey, it was none other than Principal Ding.

The Chen family and the Ding family have some connections, so at critical moments, Principal Ding will speak up.

With the help of Principal Ding, grandpa said, "Two points is indeed too low. No matter how fluffy the corn canes are, you still need to use materials. Besides, operating the extruder also wastes diesel fuel."

Chen Dayong stretched out three fingers and said, "Then wholesale it by three points, okay?"

According to the three-cent wholesale price, my grandfather can earn about one cent, and Ding Dayong and his family can earn more than two cents. If sold in the streets, the price of corn canes can be sixty-seven cents per piece.

The life of the old captain's family was not easy, but my grandfather still sympathized with him. He nodded, "Okay, then it's three cents a pop. I'll let Mao Dan go home and bring the message. Come and get the corn cobs tonight."

The old captain smiled and nodded, "Thank you then. I will order a hundred pieces first and see how the sales go tomorrow, and then decide how much to order next time."

One pot of cornmeal probably yields about a hundred cornmeal sticks.

Grandpa wrote the numbers down in a small notebook and said, "Okay, no problem."

It is a small business with small profits but quick turnover. If you can sell a hundred corn canes a day, you can earn more than two yuan, which is equivalent to the monthly salary of an ordinary worker.

Grandpa kept his word and immediately asked Mao Dan'er to run errands back and asked grandma to start the machine to make corn canes.

That night, Chen Dayong and his wife Xiaoxia came to the courtyard together. They were full of praise for the courtyard. The house was big, the yard was even bigger, and it was clean and bright.

"Compared with your house, the house we live in is just a small dark room." Xiaoxia was envious.

"Take your time, there will always be a house." The fourth aunt said with a smile.

The fourth uncle took Chen Dayong's hand and stuffed a big solidarity card into his pocket, "I told you a long time ago that I wanted to see you, but I've been busy all day long. If you like to eat, just buy some supplements yourself."

Chen Dayong hurriedly stuffed it back to him, "Brother, your family has helped too much, how can I have the nerve to ask for your money?"

"Take it. If you don't take it, you're looking down on me."

In the end, Xiaoxia winked hard, and Chen Dayong accepted the money.

Although he accepted the money, he was still filled with shame. With his sick body, he didn't know when he would be able to repay the favor to his fourth uncle and his family.

Xiaoxia and Chen Dayong wholesaled a hundred corn canes that day, and agreed to go to the Little Man Bookstore to place an order the next afternoon.

After ordering for two or three days in a row, Xiaoxia's wholesale volume increased, from one hundred to two hundred.

Originally, it was a good thing to sit and wait to receive money, but from that day on, my grandpa discovered something strange.

"There were two children reading in the afternoon. When they came in, they had corn cobs in their hands." During dinner, my grandfather made a special mention.

Fourth uncle took a big mouthful of cornmeal porridge and said, "Didn't you sell it this morning?"

"No, these two children didn't come this morning."

That's strange. My fourth aunt has been riding her bicycle nearby to collect rags. She said firmly, "That shouldn't be the case. I've been walking around here and I haven't seen any other shops selling corn cobs?"

"You can walk around a few more times tomorrow and help our dad take a look."

The fourth aunt agreed. She and the fourth uncle were also making money with corn canes. If a competitor appeared nearby, they would have to earn less.

"Could it be that Xiaoxia sold it nearby?" Grandma was a little doubtful.

Puffed foods like corn cans are not favored by big stores and cannot be stored well.Only shops run by small businesses will sell them.

It’s freezing cold right now, who’s in the mood to open up new business?

So she was the first to suspect that she had gone to Chen Dayong's house. After all, Xiaoxia's wholesale volume had increased.

"Don't talk nonsense without proof or evidence. It's not easy for Dayong's family." Grandpa disagreed with grandma for the first time.

"I didn't say it was definitely her, I was just guessing."

"Okay, parents, have a good meal. We'll find out tomorrow, okay?" The fourth aunt is a good daughter-in-law. Seeing that her father-in-law and mother-in-law were about to quarrel, she hurriedly stepped forward to persuade her.

As soon as they went out the next day, the fourth aunt was not in a hurry to collect the rags. Instead, she got on a tricycle and walked around the area first.

There were several small shops nearby, and she knew them all.

When they walked to the third shop, the fourth aunt felt a little bit in her heart, because there were also golden corn canes on the counter of this shop, and the price was five cents each.

Isn't this exactly the same as the Little Man Bookstore?