When Chen Xia saw so many people trying desperately to squeeze in, he was worried that his cloth would be torn or a few pieces would be torn off by others in the chaos. That would be a real loss, so he quickly protected his three pieces of cloth.
“Stop~~~~~”
When the ethnic minorities at the scene saw that Chen Xia was protecting the cloth from everyone, they became unhappy and started to make a lot of noise, complaining about something.
It was the bespectacled man from the light industry stall who came to the rescue. He quickly jumped onto the bed and shouted again:
"You can't all crowd in like this. These cloths are precious. Who will be responsible if they are torn? Besides, these are outsiders selling cloth. Who would dare to come again after seeing you like this? Spread out and see what this little brother says."
Chen Xia smiled gratefully at the man with glasses. He really had no experience in dealing with such a big scene and was a little confused for a moment.
"How about this, fellow villagers? The guys at the light industry store next door are more experienced with fabrics. Let's have them take a look first and tell everyone how good the quality is, okay?"
"Okay, okay," everyone around shouted.
When the four female comrades in front of the light industry stall heard this, they immediately ran over to check the cloth. They couldn't help but look at it.
Even though they were engaged in light textile work, this was the first time they had seen cotton cloth with such beautiful patterns, and they were very tempted.
While several female comrades were inspecting the goods, Chen Xia pulled the man with glasses over and took out a cigarette. "What's your name, brother?"
"Oh, my name is Gu Dashan, and I'm a team leader at the light industry store."
"Hello, Team Leader Gu. This is my letter of introduction. I'm Chen Xia, a salesperson from the Hukou Textile Factory in Zhijiang Province. I'm here specifically to promote our fabrics. They're all high-quality goods. Don't worry, I'm not trying to speculate."
Gu Dashan carefully read the letter of introduction and nodded. "Don't worry, our area is mainly populated by ethnic minorities, and speculation is not strictly enforced here. So if you really want to sell cloth, go ahead."
Chen Xia asked a little embarrassedly, "Team Leader Gu, what do you think is a reasonable price for this kind of fabric in Dali?"
"Two to three yuan a foot. The fabric and pattern of your cloth are something we've never seen here before. It's absolutely great. Not only are they tempted, but you can see that several of the women in our light industry store are also tempted."
Chen Xia did the math. Let's assume one foot is 2 yuan, and one meter is three feet, which is 6 yuan. A piece of cloth of 30 meters is 180 yuan. Chen Xia now has 2,000 pieces of cloth, so he can sell it for 360,000 yuan. Oh my god, a 10-fold profit. This is robbery.
Even if he kept a portion of it to exchange for jadeite for Ruili, the profit from selling half would be 180,000. You have to know that he had worked hard for half a year to save up more than 100,000.
This once again demonstrates that this is a golden age of speculation and profiteering. As long as the logistics and transportation are solved, money will be earned for free.
This reminded him of Wang Shitou, the wealthy man in his previous life. In 1983, he bought corn from Northeast China, transported it to Shenzhen and sold it in Shenzhen, making 3 million in half a year.
What is huge profit? This is the real huge profit. It is really not enough for Chen Xia to make 300,000 by selling cloth.
Of course, this has nothing to do with the fact that his father-in-law was a high-ranking official at the time. He is just capable and has vision.
"Brother Gu, I want to discuss something with you. You've sold out of cloth, and the stalls are ready. I'd like to ask the five of you to help me sell cloth for four days. Don't worry, I'll pay you 50 yuan for these five days. What do you think?"
Gu Dashan had been very calm just now, but now that he heard that he could earn 50 yuan in 5 days, how could he still be calm?
His current monthly salary is 27 yuan, which is quite good in a poor place like Nanyun. 50 yuan is almost his two-month salary. Why not do it?
Anyway, the company only gave them five days to set up their stall, so they don't need to ask for leave later. "Okay, since Comrade Chen thinks highly of us, we will definitely be able to do it. I will go talk to my colleagues now."
What else to say? When the four women heard that they could earn 50 yuan in 5 days, they were so excited that they almost jumped up.
Then he immediately got into work mode, constantly introducing to the people around him how good the fabrics of these cloths were, how novel the styles were, and how rare the opportunities were. The ethnic minorities were so excited to hear this that they couldn't wait to try it.
Someone from an ethnic minority shouted, "Hey, comrade from outside, how much do you want for this cloth?"
Chen Xia decided to give a reasonable price. After all, the living conditions of the people in Dali are indeed very difficult, and it would be embarrassing if the goods could not be sold out.
"Two yuan a foot, that's absolutely a reasonable price. I originally wanted to sell it for three yuan a foot. But it's too late today. I'll officially start selling it tomorrow, right here at this stall."
Everyone was delighted when they heard this. They could finally buy such beautiful cotton cloth. And they didn't even need coupons. As for the price, it was neither expensive nor cheap. Everyone who wanted to buy the cloth was mentally prepared and had their money ready.
Chen Xia made an appointment with the locals to start selling the goods tomorrow, and also made an appointment with the five staff members of the light industry store to start work at 7 a.m., and then wanted to ride his bicycle to leave. However, he was stopped by several ethnic minority people.
One of the ethnic minorities, who looked like a small chieftain, politely asked, "Comrade from a foreign land, could you please sell us these three pieces of cloth?"
"Sure, this cloth is 30 meters long, and it costs 540 yuan. If you want it, just take it. Don't worry about the quantity. I'll be setting up a stall here for the next few days anyway. If you're short on weight, you can come to me."
"Of course, I believe you. If you bring back such beautiful fabrics, the women in our village will definitely love them."
After saying that, the little leader counted out 540 yuan, and then several people happily left with the cloth on their backs.
This scene made many onlookers regret so much that they slapped their thighs. They thought they acted too late. If they had known earlier, they would have bought it all at once without hesitation. Now they have to wait another day.
Chen Xia stuffed the money into her bag, but she was thinking:
"Damn, I thought everyone here was unsophisticated and worried I wouldn't be able to sell it at 2 yuan a foot. I didn't expect there were so many wealthy people here. They didn't even bargain and just paid and left."
This was Chen Xia's misjudgment. YN Province was certainly poor, but even the poorest areas had a few wealthy people. Ethnic minorities, in particular, were still living in relatively primitive groups at that time, with the headmen controlling all the means of production.
They have a "family empire", so of course they have no shortage of money. They can just sell a few cows and sheep.
With a good start, Chen Xia was quite confident about the business in the next few days. He thought that there were many rich people who kept a low profile these days.
No wonder that a few years later, tens of thousands of Zhijiang people carried textiles, small commodities, etc. and traveled across the border using the primitive trading method of exchanging chicken feathers for sugar. Many famous entrepreneurs made their first fortune from here.
For example, Chen Jianghe?
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