Reborn in 80s, throw away the scumbag and hug the rough husband tightly

Yu Hui didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a moment: "How can my family have any other property? Adding one yuan is not enough to pay for my medicine."

Song Wei pretended to sigh and curled her lips: "That's it, I'll make a big loss."

This is true. Not to mention the fictitious medical expenses, how much money will be lost just by wasting half a day's work? You have to pay rent for that house every month! A whole morning's time is wasted, and if you don't make money, you lose money. Moreover, it was a chaotic time just now, and there must have been many people who ran away after eating, which cost another sum of money.

Yu Hui was so guilty that she couldn't hold her head up. As for Song Wei, it was still the same old saying: deduct it from your salary.

With my salary of twenty yuan a month, I might have to work for her for several years in vain. Yu Hui thought, but she didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, she felt that the future was full of hope.

The two stayed in the hospital for a while, and the police came to investigate and collect evidence. Song Wei had some potential as an actor, and she played a concussion patient very penetratingly. When Yu Hui helped her out of the hospital in the afternoon, her legs were still straight and making circles.

Sun Wenyuan only heard about this incident three days later. He felt extremely guilty. Jin Hengchuan had just left and Song Wei was bullied? They were all taken to the health center, and the injuries were pretty serious? He couldn't sit still on the spot and drove over with money and nutritional supplements.

When I went there, it was time for dinner. The tables in the Volkswagen Restaurant were all occupied. There were many people squatting on the roadside with bowls in their hands to eat. There were also a few women with babies on their backs and hands. I stood in line holding a stone porcelain bowl, standing on tiptoes from time to time to see when my turn would be in front of me.

At the door, Song Wei had a thick band of gauze wrapped around her head, and the clerk working next to her had a bruised nose and face. She looked really pitiful.

Song Wei saw Sun Wenyuan's car as soon as it came over. It was such a rare car. She quickly put down the spoon she was holding and ran over, "Uncle Wenyuan, you're here. Come in and sit down. Have you eaten?" Let me give you a taste of our chef’s skills!”

"Lesui, have a bowl of fried noodles!"

"Hey, come on."

Sun Wenyuan's eye circles turned red all of a sudden. He wanted to touch Song Wei's head but didn't dare to touch her. He stamped his feet repeatedly; "Does it hurt? It's the same for you kid. Why didn't you tell someone to tell me if something happened? This place is so far away from me. How far is the factory?"

Song Wei chuckled and whispered, "It's okay, I'm pretending on purpose! There's nothing wrong at all, and the skin is not broken."

Sun Wenyuan stopped moving: "Okay, what are you doing?"

Song Wei smiled mysteriously: "You eat first, and you will understand in a moment."

Sun Wenyuan didn't pay attention just now. At this moment, Sun Wenyuan was eating noodles. He accidentally caught a glimpse of a small blackboard hanging at the door of the shop. It said: The shop was smashed by gangsters yesterday. In order to thank the neighbors for their generous help, our shop's fried noodles are all reduced in price. , the original price is 50 cents a bowl, the current price is only 45 cents, lasts for three days!

No wonder there are so many people!

Sun Wenyuan looked at the noodles in the bowl again. The bowl alone was bigger than the bowls in other places. When he tasted it again, the fried noodles were fragrant and spicy. It was very enjoyable to eat. There was also a bucket full of tea on the table. There is a line of small words: Herbal tea is free.

It's strange that business is not doing well.

After the meal, the number of people gradually decreased, and Song Wei also took some time off. She walked up to Sun Wenyuan with a smile: "How is it? Is it delicious?"

Sun Wenyuan chuckled: "It's delicious! It tastes better than the food made by the chefs in state-owned hotels! How much do you have to lose in a day with your sales method?"

Song Wei laughed and said: "How can I lose it? You don't know how much I made this day!"

Sun Wenyuan couldn't understand.

Song Wei pointed at the signboard with a mysterious smile: "I have calculated it. If it costs 50 cents a bowl, I will earn 15 cents for every bowl sold. If the price is reduced, it will become 10 cents. But everyone sees that our home sells It’s cheap and it’s limited time, so more people will come to buy it.”

The concept of small profits but quick turnover was still a new term at this time, and there was also consumer psychology. As long as people felt that the merchant was losing money, then he would have taken a big advantage!

After all, Sun Wenyuan was the director of the factory, so he understood it immediately, but he still couldn't help but ask: "What about this bowl?"

"I went to several markets to pick out this bowl! Do you also think that a bowl full of noodles is large and affordable at first glance? In fact, it takes advantage of the thick mouth of the bowl, so you have a small foundation. , filling a bowl is the same as an ordinary bowl, it just looks like a lot.”

"And this tea, how much does tea cost? I can make several pots of tea with one tael of tea. I don't need more than two taels in a day. I can't spend much money. Even if I have to charge money, I can't make much money. It's free. If you give it to others, it will also create a good reputation.”

Now that individual merchants have just been allowed, everyone is trying to cross the river by feeling the stones. It took more than ten years of hard work to come up with these marketing methods. Song Wei also learned it from others when she was doing business in the 1990s. I put it here. At that time, it was simply a dimensionality reduction blow!

Sun Wenyuan was so amazed that he couldn't help but give Song Wei a thumbs up, saying that she was born to do business!

Three days later, the price reduction sign was removed. Song Wei thought about it and changed her strategy.

There was a new kind of pickles made from radish strips in the store, which went with porridge, but the porridge was not good, but the sales of radish strips were good, so she doubled the price of radish strips, but she gave more. And indicate: Buy radish sticks and get porridge for free!

Also, the store sells the best zao shou, so there must be a discount. She wrote on the blackboard: buy 4 taels of zao shou and get one tao free.

The two numbers here are calculated based on the weight of the dough. Two taels can make a big bowl.

As a result, almost all the people who bought Chaoshou bought four taels, and there were more and more customers. Almost a week later, when it’s time for dinner, there are definitely not enough tables inside and outside the shop, and there is a long queue at the door!

Song Wei fell into a sweet trouble.

Of course it is a good thing to have many customers, but she is so busy that she has no time to study!

This is not possible. You can do business at any time, but it is more important to go to college!

……

Diners have developed a habit of looking at the blackboard at the door of the shop to see what promotions the boss has introduced.

Then I saw a piece of news that was like a bolt from the blue!

Our store is open until 2pm!

What? Not open at night? How many workers work hard at their posts and eat a bowl of spicy red oil in the morning, or buy a large group of radish sticks and drink it slowly with porridge, and still have some leftover for lunch? I just ate steamed buns, and I planned to go there again in the evening. I bought one for four taels and got one for free and took it home with me. It happened that my wife and children could both be full. But you said you wouldn’t open at night?

Seeing the angry condemnation, Song Wei felt very sorry, but thinking about the college entrance examination soon, she could only harden her heart and close the store on time at two o'clock!

This has led to a further result: business in the morning and noon has become better!

Originally, Song Wei could still take some time to rest, but this time her feet were completely off the ground. Looking at the excitement outside, she felt like crying without tears.

She said she didn't want business to be so booming. Who would believe her?

……

Zhang Mingzhu was going to the large hospital in the county to get medicine.

Zhang Dade suffered repeated leg injuries, and the broken bones were reattached, but he could not get off the ground so quickly. The family was about to die. The money to buy medicine was obtained by selling her hairpin.

She had eaten well and drank well since she was a child, and even had one popsicle a day in summer. How could she have ever suffered such injustice? On the way, I felt a lot of evil in my heart!

Passing by the town, I saw a long queue in front of a small shop from a distance, and a seductive aroma lingered in the street for a long time.