Jiang Nian went over to choose things, and naturally no one objected.
Or to put it another way, since it's only 500 yuan, you can only buy the junk that others have left over and nobody wants, so it doesn't matter who goes up to buy it.
Han Xu and Lin Ruru also went over to help.
Seeing Jiang Nian walk towards the truck, the girl next to Jiang Ranran started to fawn over her.
"Ranran, you're really something. Jiang Nian worked so hard, but he only got five hundred yuan for their class."
"All that's left is that junk. Even if they sell all the goods they bought for 500, they don't know if they can even get 800. Class 36 will definitely be last this time."
"Unlike us, who go first to choose and always get the best stuff."
Hearing this, Jiang Ranran felt smug, as if victory was already in her grasp.
Feeling that he had finally outmaneuvered Jiang Nian, he felt incredibly satisfied.
However, seeing Jiang Nian and the others carrying a large pile of things back, Jiang Ranran frowned: "What did Jiang Nian buy?"
The girl also craned her neck to look in that direction, then said uncertainly, "I don't know... It looks like a fan?"
The students from Class 36 gathered together.
They were all stunned when they saw what Jiang Nian brought back.
Contrary to what they imagined, Jiang Nian used her meager funds to pick out the relatively easy-to-sell items from the remaining stock and bought a little of everything.
Instead, Jiang Nian used all five hundred yuan to buy fans.
Yes, it's the cheapest kind of pure white Xuan paper round fan.
There are many shapes, including round, begonia, ruyi, banana, and fan shapes, and the handles are decorated with colorful tassels, so they don't look cheap.
However, because this type of fan has no color, pattern, or craftsmanship, its cost price is very cheap, and it only costs one yuan to wholesale one.
So Jiang Nian bought five hundred fans.
Upon seeing this, everyone in Class 36 gasped.
no.
Even though all that was left were junk worth a few dollars, they told Jiang Nian to pick whatever she wanted. But Jiang Nian… wasn't this a bit too much of a waste?
Some people's already desperate eyes became even more desperate. Others, being outspoken, looked at Jiang Nian.
"Um... Jiang Nian, did you spend all your money on this kind of fan?"
"Although these paper fans are cheap, only one yuan each, and we can buy a lot of them, they have no patterns or craftsmanship, and can only be used to fan ourselves at best."
"But the weather isn't that hot now, so there probably aren't many passersby buying fans in the square. I feel like even if we sold them for two yuan each, no one would necessarily buy them."
"And even if someone were to buy them, each person could only buy one at most. How are we supposed to sell all five hundred of them?"
This also speaks to everyone's feelings.
Jiang Nian wasn't too surprised to hear this, and simply said, "Fans without patterns or craftsmanship are indeed unlikely to be bought for two yuan each."
“But if we give it a pattern and some craftsmanship, it won’t just be worth one dollar and fifty cents.”
After he finished speaking, everyone was stunned for a moment.
Squad leader Wu Qiuqiu realized what was happening and her eyes lit up immediately: "...Ah, I know!"
"The school rules state that we are paid based on the amount of money we make from selling our goods. However, there is no rule that we cannot modify the goods to make them more valuable."
“Take these round fans for example. They are pure white. We can paint or write calligraphy on them, and then they become more valuable.”
"If the painting or calligraphy on the fan is good, it's not just two yuan, people will want it for tens of yuan."
So that's how it is!
Everyone had an expression of sudden realization.
They said, "How could a genius like Jiang Nian do something so incomprehensible? It turns out she had thought of this."
Wu Qiuqiu immediately looked around at the people: "Does anyone in our class know how to draw or do calligraphy?"
However, the rest of the class were looking at each other, bewildered.
The students in Class 36 were the worst-performing students in the entire senior year of Yingzhong High School, and most of them came from poor families. Their parents wouldn't have the money to cultivate their children's calligraphy or painting skills from a young age.
Tang Qiuyue, who had only transferred here today, raised her head and said, "I can paint traditional Chinese paintings and do calligraphy, but my skill level isn't very high."
"I don't want to draw or write on the fan."
Jiang Nian said, "Even if we can paint exquisite pictures or write beautiful calligraphy on fans, at most we can only transform fans from fans that can only fan the wind into fans that are both practical and beautiful."
"Perhaps we could raise the price of a fan to forty dollars, but even if the fan is very beautiful, not many people will come to buy it in an afternoon. The total amount we sell won't be very high."
Some people are puzzled.
Besides this, are there any other ways to make fans sell for more money?
"What we need to do is not only increase the price of each fan, but also attract enough people to buy them."
Not only should the price of fans be increased, but enough people should also be attracted to buy them?
Everyone was even more confused.
Jiang Nian turned to Wu Qiuqiu and said, "Class monitor, why don't you take everyone to the square this afternoon? I need to go home to get a few things before I go."
Han Xu immediately replied, "I'll go with you."
At noon, Jiang Nian took Han Xu back to Tanzhou.
The school had already contacted Xingyue Square, a large pedestrian area in Jiangcheng, in advance.
At 1 p.m., all the senior classes went to the square early to set up their stalls.
The booth for the top-performing students looked the most upscale and was also the most popular.
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