Chapter 119 The Wisdom of Small Traders
In the evening, Chen Mei, Shen Xiu and Shen Zhaodi came back and started to get busy again.
All three of them are capable.
Even if there is no work, you can find work.
Shen Xiu recently gave up her school dormitory and went back home to live. Shen Qingyue asked her to go back to school so that her family wouldn't have to work hard at home and affect them.
Shen Xiu said, "What kind of impact is this?" She had plenty of energy lying around and had no idea where to use it.
The most anxious person was Chen Mei, who was studying like crazy every day. She had already covered all the material from elementary school to junior high school.
Although she is in her twenties and her memory is not as good as that of a child, she spends all her spare time studying.
She has the understanding ability of an adult and her concentration is higher than others.
Even the teachers at the county junior high school said that it was really her family that delayed her development. If she had really been allowed to study back then, she would definitely not be inferior to Shen Xiu.
Some people also said that if Chen Mei could keep up this energy for a few years, she might be able to get into university.
Chen Mei said she didn't want to go to college.
I just wanted to finish learning the junior high school knowledge and go back to help Shen Qingyue.
Although the county families have hired people, how can they compare to the care provided by their own people?
Shen Xiu whispered to Shen Qingyue, "Second sister, I'm just afraid that my eldest sister will be too anxious." She had made up four years of elementary school knowledge in two months, and now junior high school was starting to become difficult.
When it comes to studying, haste makes waste. She had already looked at it several times when she went to the bathroom in the middle of the night. The light in her elder sister's room was still on, and she had been doing the exercises all night long.
Shen Qingyue said: "I understand."
Then I went to find my eldest sister, and she said, "I really hate myself for wasting my time in the past." If I had known what I lacked, I would have made up for it when I grew up.
If I had learned a little secretly at the beginning, I wouldn’t have to go through so much effort now.
Shen Qingyue said: "Everything at home is stable now, you can rest assured."
"But I want to be useful to my family."
Shen Qingyue said: "Sister, when you need help, I told you that learning is not a one-day job, you take your time. If our family has two high school students, the villagers will envy us to death."
Chen Mei's tense heartstrings gradually relaxed, and she said, "I don't have the energy to go any higher."
There are so many things to do at home. If she didn't want to learn more knowledge, she would have wanted to drop out of school.
I deeply feel that we must never give up on learning. Once we give up, we will not have the energy to catch up later.
However, Shen Qingyue's words did make the eldest sister feel a little more open-minded.
I didn't study until midnight. I turned off the lights early.
If you rest well, you can study more efficiently. She understands everything, but she just can't do it.
Fortunately, her two younger sisters found her in time and rescued her from the dead end.
The next day, Shen Qingyue went to deliver Malatang. Many small shops dared to ask for 4,000 packets of Malatang raw dumplings. Even Shen Qingyue was worried about whether such a short-shelf-life food could be sold in such a small shop.
The shop owner confidently told Shen Qingyue not to worry. He would be responsible for his own profits and losses.
Shen Qingyue left four thousand bags and did not go far. She rested in a nearby car, but her eyes were looking at the convenience store, wondering what was going on.
After a while, several people went in together. When they came out, each of them brought two large bags of spicy hot pot dumplings, both packaged by Shen Qingyue.
Shen Qingyue turned off the car, took out the key, got out and chased after him to ask.
These people never thought that this young girl was Shen Qingyue.
People are so honest these days that they won’t lie even if you ask them to.
One of the honest men said, "I just bought two hundred packets. They're cooked on the street, and they're 45 cents each."
The price of Malatang is too transparent. Now that there are too many shops, they can't charge too high a price. If it's too expensive, people won't buy it.
The shop owner who wanted 4,000 copies just now has become a middleman.
I bought it for 40 cents and then wholesaled it for 45 cents, making a net profit of 5 cents in interest. It doesn't sound like much, but if there are 4,000 copies, I can make 200 yuan in the short time it takes to resell them. There is no better deal than this.
You don’t have to sell them one by one.
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At the beginning, there was only one spicy hot pot stall on the street. The owner was a simple-minded person. He cooked more than a hundred servings on the first day and made ten yuan.
Somehow it got out.
This stove, a little hot water, no cost, no technical requirements, gradually there are cooking services on every street!
The other person was also better off than him, so not only did he help with the cooking, he also found a wholesale channel and bought the noodles at 45 cents a piece. Adding the cost of cooking the noodles, he could make 15 cents.
The small vendors are never lacking in wisdom, and some are even smarter and buy some bean sprouts and dried tofu, which are everyone's favorite dishes.
I love these two things, but I always feel that the ones in the raw buns are not exciting enough and not satisfying enough. You can add an extra dime. This portion is quite filling.
Gradually it became popular.
You can learn from one stall, and some stalls even allow you to add noodles.
The resulting pot is full, enough for two people. There are always those who are careful with their budgets. It satisfies everyone's expectations.
The first one to come out and cook is still earning some hard-earned money on the street. Other stalls have all kinds of dishes, but theirs is all vegetarian.
With the competition, his business is not as good as before, but he still has at least 30 orders a day, which makes 3 yuan a day, 90 yuan a month.
But I learned my lesson this time. I won't tell anyone how much money I make.
There are a few young girls working in the office who are repeat customers and come here to eat every day.
I even told the stall owner, "The food here is more delicious than the food you have. You don't know, my colleague bought one somewhere else, and it was bland, not as tasty as this."
The stall owner said, "Of course not. I'm not cutting corners here. Just watch me cook and add the ingredients."
The little girl asked, "How can this thing be made with less effort?" It was the first time she heard of this.
The stall owner said, "When they buy the spicy hot pot, they take out the seasoning packet. The more cost-effective ones take out 20% to 30% and still retain the flavor. The unscrupulous ones just take away half of the ingredients. That way they can make another profit. The flavor is all in the spicy hot pot seasoning packet."
"Oh, no wonder." After promoting it back home, more stall owners came.
Although it's not as much as the original ten dollars, it's still five dollars a day, which makes a hundred and fifty dollars a month. It's better than working.
Malatang has become completely popular.
Shen Qingyue not only has orders from the county, but merchants from other counties have also heard about it and want to come to her to order goods.
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