Jiang Ning patted Lin Chen on the shoulder again, smiling meaningfully:
"Xiao Lin, this depends on your skills. Have you heard the story of selling combs to monks? Or the story of selling shoes to barefoot people? Markets can be manipulated. If there's no demand, then create demand!"
Lin Chen had heard the story of selling combs to monks and was suddenly intrigued; why not give it a try?
The Dacron fabric currently sold in the county town is a special commodity that does not require cloth coupons, but it is relatively expensive, costing 2.5 yuan per foot. A shirt requires at least five feet of fabric, so you can imagine how expensive a Dacron shirt is.
The wholesale price from Master Biao was one dollar, which wasn't expensive at all. He figured he might as well order a hundred feet to test the waters first.
Jiang Ning's beautiful eyes darted around, and she said ruthlessly, "Five hundred feet, that's like venture capital. If you manage to sell Dacron fabric like hotcakes, I'll continue to supply you with more, and you can make a fortune."
Lin Chen wasn't thinking about making money; he just found the challenge interesting and was willing to take the risk.
He readily agreed.
After breaking up with Biao Ye, he went straight home.
Jiang Ning decided not to go home and went to the photo studio to get the latest orders from the manager.
Unexpectedly, Song Jia was also there, and the two were preparing to go home for dinner.
"If you don't mind, why don't you come over for a meal? We usually just have a bowl of noodles for lunch," Song Jia invited.
Jiang Ning smiled and said, "Okay."
Noodles are relatively easy to make and not too troublesome.
In this day and age, it's very common to visit other people's homes for meals; not going would seem like being a stranger.
When the curator returned home, he warmly poured her some water.
Song Jia went to the kitchen, took out some ready-made thin noodles, and put them in a pot to cook.
Jiang Ning looked around her house, a single-story house with a yard, two rooms and a small living room.
A table is placed in one corner of the living room, which serves as the dining area.
These conditions are considered quite good for a county town.
Some families live in tenement buildings, where a large family shares only two rooms.
Jiang Ning noticed photos of a middle-aged woman on the wall and table, and exchanged pleasantries with the curator.
The curator picked up a photo frame and gently wiped it with his sleeve.
"This is my lover, who has been gone for a long time."
At this moment, Song Jia brought out the noodles from inside the house and said with a smile:
“My dad wipes this picture frame eight times a day. If my mom knew that down there, she would be laughing in her sleep. These days, there aren’t many people like him. I’d even like to introduce him to a companion.”
The curator interrupted her playfully, "This girl, she dares to say anything. I'm practically half-buried in the ground, what do I need a companion for!"
He then changed the subject and began to criticize Song Jia:
"You'd better hurry up. He Xiao comes from a good family and has a good character. It's already good that he's taken a liking to you. You're still being picky and dragging him along. Be careful that someone else beats him to it and snatches him away."
Song Jia, her face flushed, retorted, "Dad, I'm not that old, what's the rush? You need to know more about a potential partner before you start dating!"
“We’ve known each other for half a year now. Other girls your age already have children.”
The parents bickered back and forth, while Jiang Ning listened with a smile as she ate her noodles.
They really don't consider themselves outsiders.
At this moment, Song Jia suddenly remembered something and asked Jiang Ning:
"Where did you buy your watch? This brand is very hard to find."
Jiang Ning was enjoying the gossip when she was suddenly asked the question. She paused for a moment and said, "I bought it from a big shot on the black market. If you want it, you can go to the back alley of the movie theater at three o'clock. He often hangs out in that area."
Song Jia was delighted, "Then I'll go today. How much did you pay for it?"
"I bought this for 160 yuan. Do you think you can negotiate the price with him? He's quite easy to talk to."
Jiang Ning didn't expect her to ask such detailed questions.
Since she's getting married anyway, why doesn't she let her boyfriend buy it?
Her salary at the textile factory was probably around thirty-something, but buying a watch would cost her half a year's salary!
However, she didn't ask any more questions. Everyone has different ideas, and Song Jia was clearly the kind of person who didn't want to rely on men.
After leaving Song Jia's house, she went to the warehouse.
......
Lin Chen called Luo Guangming together, and they borrowed two oxcarts to load all 500 jin of dried wood ear mushrooms onto the carts.
Dried wood ear mushrooms take up too much space; they were piled up like small mountains on two trucks before they could fit.
The two of them each drove a cart and it took them more than an hour to reach the county town.
When they arrived at the warehouse, Jiang Ning was already there, sitting on the steps, idly throwing stones around.
Upon seeing Lin Chen approach, he immediately stood up, adopting a pretentious air.
After introducing Luo Guangming and Biao Ye to each other, Lin Chen said, "Here are fifty bags, each weighing ten jin. Please check them."
Jiang Ning chuckled: "No need, I trust you. That pile of fabric is for you, you can take it."
She pointed to a pile of brightly colored polyester fabric on the ground.
There are ten sticks in total, each stick is fifty feet long.
Luo Guangming was stunned when he saw the cloth. He pulled Lin Chen aside and asked, puzzled:
"Brother Chen, were you tricked by Boss Biao? These fabrics are nice, but they're too thin. They won't sell in this cold weather!"
Lin Chen told him to calm down: "It's okay, I already have a general idea in mind, and I definitely won't lose money."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning gave them 750 yuan and gave them a crooked smile:
"Brother, I have confidence in these fabrics. I won't charge you for them now; come back to me after you sell them!"
After saying that, she urged them to leave quickly, thinking that she still needed to hurry up and sell the watch to Song Jia.
Luo Guangming: "..." This Boss Biao trusts Brother Chen too much. He didn't even blink when he said he didn't want 500 yuan.
Jiang Ning was thinking that since the money would eventually be in her hands, she wouldn't bother giving it away.
After Lin Chen returned home, he indeed gave the money to Jiang Ning.
"Wife, this is the money I made from selling the wood ear mushrooms. I gave Guangming 100 yuan, and I have 650 yuan left. I also want to tell you something else. Boss Biao gave me 500 feet of cloth to sell. He was supposed to charge me 500 yuan, but he didn't."
Since he trusts me so much, I've decided to sell this cloth.
Hearing this, Lin Qiao, who was standing nearby, opened her mouth wide when she saw the fabric:
"Brother, why are you buying so much fabric to make summer clothes? Mom, come quick, brother's gone mad."
Wang Xiufen quickly came out, picked up the fabrics, and gently stroked them.
"This is such good material, so smooth and drapey. The clothes made from this will definitely look beautiful."
"Mom, let's not talk about making clothes yet. My brother spent five hundred yuan just to buy this fabric. How can we sell it in this freezing weather?"
Lin Qiao stamped her feet in frustration. They were really too generous, spending five hundred yuan as if it were two cents to buy cabbage.
Jiang Ning put his arm around her shoulder and laughed.
"Your brother is amazing. Since he was willing to spend a lot of money to buy them, he must be confident that he can sell them. Don't be fooled by the high cost; the profit margin is quite considerable."
Lin Qiao then puffed out her cheeks and shut her mouth, feeling that she could no longer understand their world.
Lin Chen grinned, grabbed Jiang Ning's hand, and said shamelessly:
"Honey, you're so good to me, trusting me so much. Just wait for the good news that I've sold them."
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