Chapter 98 How can I make quick money like this? I make thousands every day...
Xu Heye hadn't expected afternoon business to be even better than the morning's. Thanks to the advice from a regular customer, she didn't even have to bother with the introductions. Lu Jun handled the goods, Xu Heye collected the payments, and Liu Tong watched over the customers, making sure no one took advantage of the chaos and ran off with their orders.
We were busy until after eight o'clock in the evening, and there were still many people coming to ask questions, but they didn't have much stock left.
"He Ye, Junzi, it's still early. Do you want to go back and get some more goods to sell?" Liu Tong felt very sorry when he saw several customers leaving disappointed because they didn't choose the styles they liked.
That's all money.
Xu Heye looked at her watch and said, "Let's just forget it. It's too late."
It's already eight o'clock in the evening, and a round trip taxi will take about an hour. It will be past nine o'clock when the goods are brought back. Although this city is a city that never sleeps and has a very prosperous nightlife, people's energy is limited. After selling goods intensively all day, Xu Heye feels that she is almost exhausted.
My feet hurt from standing, and my calves felt so swollen they didn't belong to me. My throat was dry, and my words weren't as clear as before.
Lu Jun, however, had a different opinion: "I think we can sell more."
"Aren't you tired?"
Lu Jun shook his head: "Not tired. Don't worry, we are grown men with thick skin and strong muscles, we can hold on." In fact, he was tired, but this was a chance to make money that he had finally got, and he wanted to seize it.
But - "He Ye, you don't have to stay here with us. You can go back with Tongzi later. Let Tongzi take you home, and then he can go to the old church to get the goods. You have to go to school tomorrow!"
Xu Heye thought about it and agreed.
Making money is important, but studying is equally important. If she could do it all over again, she would go to college. When she first came back, she just wanted to get into college, but now she has even greater ambitions.
Since she has the ability, why doesn't she go to the best university?
Junior high school is the time to lay the foundation, so she can't relax.
"Okay, Uncle Liu and I will go back together. But don't stay too late. Even if business is good, don't stay out past 12 o'clock at the latest. You should go back and rest when the time is up."
Lu Jun nodded: "Okay, we will sell until twelve o'clock, and we will make sure to close the stall on time." Lu Jun just said it casually. If the business is good, let alone selling until twelve o'clock, he would be happy to sell all night.
The two took a taxi. Liu Tong first sent Xu Heye back to the rental house, watched her lock the door from inside, and then left for the old church.
After seeing Liu Tong off, Xu Heye slumped down on the stool and threw her schoolbag on the table. It was full of the money she had earned this afternoon and evening. It was a big bag bulging with money, but she was so tired that she didn't even have the interest to count the money.
After sitting there for nearly half an hour, finally recovering from her shock, Xu Heye finally made a move. She first hid the bag of money in the box, stuffed it under her winter clothes, locked the box, and then dragged her tired legs to clean herself up.
There was hot water in the thermos that Dong Xinghua had taken the time to boil. Xu Heye poured it into the basin, scooped some cold water from the bucket and mixed it in. She wiped her face with a handkerchief, then soaked her feet in the water used to wash her face. After soaking her feet, she changed into clean pajamas and fell asleep on the bed.
Actually, I was sweating today, so I should take a shower. But I had to boil water again to take a shower, and the hot water in the kettle was not enough. Xu Heye was exhausted and really didn't want to move. So I had to leave it like this for now and think about the rest the next day.
The next day, Xu Heye woke up on time at 5:30 as usual.
After a good night's sleep, she felt completely refreshed. It was indeed a blessing to be young. If she were in her thirties, doing this kind of intense work would have taken her at least two or three days to fully recover.
Xu Heye did not lie in bed. She did not study yesterday, so she would take half an hour to review her homework today.
At this point, the new content has been learned, and both students and teachers focus on reviewing the old content, such as the final exam content and the high school entrance exam content.
Half an hour later, Xu Heye closed the book and put it in her schoolbag. Then, while recalling the review content, she squeezed toothpaste, brushed her teeth, washed her face, changed her clothes and put on her shoes.
At 6:30, we leave the house promptly. At 7:00, we enter the classroom and begin morning reading. The student day begins again.
That day, Xu Heye didn't think much about her fake collar business, but instead focused all her energy on studying.
My aunt is in charge of the production at the old church, and my uncle and Uncle Lu are in charge of the sales. The hot sales yesterday also proved the popularity of fake collars.
Since this business can make money, what else does she have to worry about?
Of course, this was just talk. As soon as the school bell rang, Xu Heye had already grabbed her backpack and rushed to the school gate. What a joke! How could she not worry about making money?
"He Ye, why are you running so fast?" Kong Xiaoyue and Sun Hui hurriedly picked up their schoolbags and chased after him.
"I have something to do." Xu Heye's voice floated over from afar.
After getting on and off the bus, Xu Heye went directly to the old church with her schoolbag on her back.
The old church was bustling with people coming in groups of three or four to deliver goods.
Color designer Huang Wangcheng was taking notes for everyone in a small notebook.
The old church was limited in space and couldn't accommodate too many people, so the women from Zhangshu Lane negotiated with Dong Xinghua to let them take the work home, return it when it was done, and then be paid by the piece.
However, the tailoring is still in the old church, after all, the color matching issue must be considered.
The aunt in charge of tailoring cuts the fake collars and then ties them up one by one with scraps of cloth. The aunt in charge of sewing comes and takes them home, sews them up and returns them to the aunt in charge of buttoning. After the buttons are sewn, they are given to the person who specializes in cutting thread ends. Finally, they are sent to the old church to be ironed and bagged.
The difficulty of each process varies, and the wages are also different, but everyone is very happy.
As long as you can make money, it's a good job.
"He Ye is here." Dong Xinghua put away her needlework and handed the sewn fake collar to the person who was doing the next step. Then she and Xu He Ye walked out of the old church together, avoiding people and speaking in a low voice about her itinerary for the day.
"I met your Uncle Wang this morning, and he took me to meet the heads of several garment factories."
"I talked to them, and the people in charge of those factories said they could sell it, but the price was higher than what we bought before. They were selling it by the bag. Silk was 200 yuan a bag, and cotton, linen, and Dacron were 61 bags. And they wanted it to be sold in packages, so we couldn't pick and choose."
"Do you think we should buy it?" Dong Xinghua was a little undecided.
The prices offered by those in charge were not expensive, but the trouble was that you couldn't pick and choose. If all you bought were scraps, it would be like buying a pile of junk, and the money would be wasted.
Xu Heye thought for a moment and said, "Aunt, please negotiate with them. We can take the silk ones directly. But can we choose the cotton, linen, and Dacron ones? We can offer a little more for the price. For example, we can give them 100 yuan a bag for the selected scraps of cloth."
She felt that it was unlikely that any good silk products could be found in these factories. Just like her aunt's factory, such good stuff must have been reserved long ago.
This time they were able to get two bags of good materials because the senior staff in the factory were shocked. Those "royal relatives" didn't pay attention to this, so they got the advantage.
"Silk is a good thing. Even in its tatters, it still has value. We can use it to make small accessories like headbands, hair hoops, and hairpins. We can also use it to make fake collars on cotton and linen materials to increase the value of these collars and sell them at a higher price."
"Besides, I don't think we'll get any silk materials, so even if we do lose money, it won't be too big."
"But cotton and linen are different. The material of cotton, linen and Dacron is of low value, and the scraps of cloth are useless. In the end, they can only be used to make shoe soles. How much can shoe soles be worth? They are also difficult and labor-intensive to make, and the final profit from selling them may not even cover the workers' wages. If they insist on not letting me pick them, then I will lower the price."
Dong Xinghua nodded: "Okay, I understand." She looked at the sky. In just over ten minutes, the sky had become completely dark.
"Let's go. Auntie will take you back to the rental house."
"Yeah." Xu Heye nodded. "Auntie, how are the sales today?"
"Today's sales are not as good as yesterday's. We only sold a little over 600 collars combined. You have to know that on the first day, you and Lu Jun alone took almost 600 fake collars. Your uncles and his family took less than you, but they also sold about 500."
"That's pretty good," Xu Heye said. "Yesterday was a holiday, so there were a lot of people. Today, everyone's going to work or school. The fact that our fake collars are this good proves that they're a real hit."
"But the biggest problem now is that we are out of stock."
We only made a little over 2,000 pieces before. We sold more than 1,100 pieces yesterday, almost 1,200 pieces, and more than 600 pieces today, which adds up to more than 1,700 pieces. There are only 300 pieces left, and they will be out of stock if they are sold out tomorrow.
Dong Xinghua nodded. "I didn't expect this fake collar to sell so well."
"By the way, your uncle told me this afternoon that someone wanted to buy some of his goods in bulk and sell them elsewhere. But since we're almost out of stock, your uncle refused."
Xu Heye thought for a moment and said, "Aunt, tell my uncle and Uncle Lu that if anyone else wants to buy from us, please leave them their contact information. We'll contact them when we have the goods."
"Want to buy wholesale?" Dong Xinghua was a little reluctant. "Wholesale will definitely be cheaper."
"Of course." If it's not cheaper, how can those middlemen make money?
"Why don't we sell it ourselves? These fake collars are so popular anyway."
Xu Heye shook her head: "Aunt, that's not how it works. We must make the goods and sell them as quickly as possible.
If those middlemen can see the business opportunities here, others will surely be able to do so as well.
If those garment factories with struggling business also started making these fake collars, with their production capacity, how long would it take to cover the entire city with these fake collars from the start of production to shipment?
"A month? Half a month, a week, or three days?"
Dong Xinghua pursed her lips and said, "Three days at the fastest, a week at the most."
"Look, Auntie, we will lose the initiative in a week at the latest, or three days at the earliest." After all, there is no such thing as property rights in clothing now.
"Aunt, they haven't gotten involved yet because we've just started selling, and those factories haven't discovered the business opportunities yet.
Even if an employee discovers something and reports it, the factory leaders must first hold a meeting to discuss it before making a decision. I estimate this whole process will take half a month."
"This half month is our opportunity. You also said that if those factories start production, the goods produced in a week at most will cover the entire Hucheng.
And how can our small workshop compete with those factories that have been operating for decades?" Even if those big factories are declining, they are not something that a makeshift team composed of a few outsiders can challenge.
"Auntie, this business is destined to only make a buck." When fake collars become ubiquitous, the competition will be about who has the most innovative and unique designs. But by then, this business is destined to be just a way to make ends meet, a pittance.
How could it be like now, earning thousands every day!
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