Chapter 69: In her heart, Gu Yuelin is a wage earner with free food and lodging
Feng Mian saw a small basket of strawberries. The strawberries were not very good, and the price tag next to them scared her.
It’s actually five yuan per pound.
Early spring strawberries are always in high demand. Even decades later, when strawberries are no longer a rarity, the price of good quality strawberries is still staggering.
What's more, at this time, strawberries were a rare delicacy that only rich people could afford.
Feng Mian quietly placed an order for a box of strawberries and removed the outer packaging with words on it, leaving only the plastic bag and the inner yellow paper shell.
I covered myself with a breathable cotton cloth and went to the entrance of the water-cooler shop.
"Boss, do you accept water fish?"
The boss originally thought she was here to buy water chestnuts, but when he heard that she was selling water chestnuts, his face froze for a moment and he said calmly, "This is a water chestnut shop, not a water chestnut shop."
"I know, but boss, you have to buy goods so you can sell them."
"I'm sorry, I don't buy anything casually."
They have long-term cooperation channels.
Feng Mian smiled faintly, "Boss, please take a look at the goods first."
After saying that, Feng Mian half-opened the cloth.
The neatly arranged strawberries with attractive colors made the shop owner stare in amazement.
"You're growing good strawberries, how many do you have?"
Feng Mian asked, “Do you want it?”
"Yes, of course, I want them all. How much per pound?"
"Five dollars."
She only sells it for five dollars, if the wholesale price is five dollars more...
But she turned around and looked at her own goods, then at the other party's goods, and felt that five dollars was worth it.
She can sell this kind of goods for seven or eight yuan.
"This stuff is precious. It's not easy for me to grow it, and I don't have much on hand. Boss, do you want it?"
Feng Mian deliberately turned his head to look at the house opposite.
The two bosses are competing against each other, both of them are high-end products and have relatively fixed customer groups.
For truly good products, she has no worries about selling them; what she worries about is losing regular customers.
If she doesn't accept it, the business will just go to the store across the street. It would be a shame to lose a regular customer.
"Yes, five dollars is five dollars, but you have to promise me that you will give me all the goods you have, and you will give them to me in the future."
"good."
Feng Mian readily agreed to the offer. Ten kilograms of strawberries were given for fifty yuan.
Ask her why she doesn’t set up her own stall to sell strawberries? Because there is no shortage of rich people in every era, but no matter what era, rich people are unwilling to buy high-end goods from street stalls in the vegetable market.
I walked around the city for more than an hour and earned a hundred yuan.
Feng Mian didn't rush back, but rode his bike around the city to see if there were any other opportunities to make money.
On the way back, she bought some buns and went to her former junior high school.
The school is right on the edge of the city, only two miles into the city.
I haven't seen Feng Xiaojing for a long time. I heard that she goes out early and comes back late, and eats lunch at school.
But what good could Zhao Hui, that woman, give her?
Of course, when Feng Mian found Feng Xiaojing at school, she was chewing a coarse flour cake with dried hard wild vegetables. She was holding a cup with almost no porcelain left in it. The water in the cup was from the school faucet.
"Little cousin."
Feng Mian shouted, and Feng Xiaojing turned around quickly when she heard the voice.
She quickly swallowed the food in her mouth, stood up and walked towards her.
"Mianmian, why are you here?"
Feng Mian smiled and took out a meat bun, "I came by to see you, don't eat that, eat this."
"Ah? So many, three meat buns?"
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