Forty pairs of trousers and thirty sailor shirts were sold out before and after lunch. The cost of 900 yuan was tripled in two days.
The three of them seemed to feel no tiredness. They gathered the packages in their hands, ate something casually on the pedestrian street, and then rushed to catch the train to Beijing to purchase goods.
This time, we also added a small number of men's styles, mainly the ones worn by Cai Genbao. Many people asked about it. In fact, the ones worn by Yongqiang are not bad either, but he is thin. Unlike Cai Genbao, who has been a soldier for more than ten years, he has a pine-like posture, broad shoulders, thin waist and narrow hips, and a straight figure, which perfectly sets off his spirit.
Some people didn't mind that he had already worn the clothes and insisted that he take them off and sell them to them. They didn't get out of this embarrassing situation until he repeatedly assured them that new goods of the same style would arrive the day after tomorrow.
This time, Lin Yi was still responsible for selecting the goods. With more than 2,400 yuan in his pocket, he bought 80 pairs of jeans, each of which was 50 cents cheaper than last time. Breton shirts were not selling well, so he simply did not buy any this time. Instead, he bought 50 white shirts with small round collars and waists.
The remaining 500 yuan, except for transportation and food expenses, was all spent on men's clothing of the same style as Cai Genbao.
A day later, at the same time as last time, the trio returned to the commercial street carrying large and small bags. This time, Lin Yi didn't need to do it himself. Cai Genbao and Yongqiang set up the simple stall, pulled the ropes, and hung up the exhibits. The uncle and nephew were rubbing their hands, and it seemed that they were ready to get to work.
Even when Lin Yi said that he would stay and watch the stall for a while and asked them to find a place nearby to eat something hot before anyone else came in, they were unwilling to do so.
Lin Yi really didn't want to compete with these two people who already had workaholic tendencies in terms of professionalism, so he shook his head and went to explore the food scene alone. The day before yesterday, he had already set his eyes on a shop selling rice noodle pot cakes, but unfortunately he had just eaten and had no room in his stomach for more. He was thinking about it so much that he decided to go and check out the shop this time.
When Lin Yi came back with two paper-wrapped pot cakes, a group of people had already gathered in front of the stall. They were waving money in their hands and pushing forward, saying, "Give me a set of large sizes, any color is fine."
"I want what you have in your hand. Yes, yes, yes. No need to fold it, just give it to me directly." An older sister's hand holding the money was almost hitting Cai Genbao's face.
"You really don't have the clothes you're wearing anymore? Can you help me look around and see if they're pressed somewhere?"
Compared to Cai Genbao's hectic state surrounded by the crowd, Yongqiang seemed much more relaxed. He collected the money, handed a pair of jeans to the girl who was buying the goods, and even had time to say to Lin Yi who was walking over, "Dad, did you bring any food? I'm hungry."
Lin Yi handed him both pot cakes and told him to eat aside while he took over the next customer. Many of the customers today were the ones who had made reservations last time. Although no deposit was collected at that time and it was said that it was first come first served today, it looked like if they came late, they might not be able to buy it again.
In the mid-to-late 1980s, this kind of small business was really easy to do.
People's herd mentality resulted in a constant flow of people at the stall. Even though the goods purchased were twice as much as last time, they were still sold out around lunchtime.
Sure enough, the three of them took nearly 7,000 yuan in payment for the goods and repeated the same process twice. The 7,000 yuan became more than 60,000 yuan. It had only been half a month since they left home.
At around 3:00 p.m. that day, after selling the last piece of clothing, Lin Yi ordered his son to clean up all the garbage on the stall. Because the cost of this latest batch of goods was more than 20,000 yuan and the quantity was huge, they went to several places and it took them three days to sell them all. They had to find a guesthouse in the city to stay.
Most of the money earned from selling goods these days is in the amount of fifty or one hundred yuan, but there are also quite a few in the amount of five or ten yuan. After counting the money every night, Lin Yi ties it up with plastic rope and puts it in a sack. When setting up the stall, the sack is casually thrown at his feet and kicked around when customers are choosing goods. Genbao and Yongqiang's hearts are also up and down because of this.
After packing up the stall, Lin Yi carried the sack, with Genbao and Yongqiang following him on his left and right, and the three of them went straight back to the guesthouse.
The money in the bag was not actually that heavy, but it was still quite substantial. Money was good, but it was also very dirty. Lin Yi did not want to come into direct contact with the coins, but neither of the two men dared to carry such a huge sum of money, and they protected him tightly in front of them like bodyguards.
Arriving at the guesthouse, Lin Yi threw the sack on the ground and quickly went to wash his hands and take a shower.
He was sweating all over and felt uncomfortable all over.
The facilities in the guesthouse are outdated and there are no separate bathrooms in the rooms. If you want to take a shower, you need to bring your own clothes and towels and go to the public bathroom next to the small boiler room in the backyard.
The nephew and uncle did not compete with him for the hot water. They waved to him and told him to go take a shower without being disturbed. After he left, the two of them carefully locked the door and drew the curtains.
Joyfully doing the happiest thing in the world.
The two men poured all the money from today's sales and the money they had collected previously in the sack onto the ground.
"Uncle, let's count what we collected today first," Yongqiang said, and started to count from the smallest denomination banknotes. The uncle and nephew stopped talking and both entered the 'immersive money counting mode'.
"Uncle, I have a total of 8,630 pieces. How much do you have?" Yongqiang waited for his uncle to finish counting, and couldn't wait to start calculating the total.
"Here is my money." Uncle Genbao smiled and reported the amount of money.
"That's one yuan today, plus the one in the sack I sorted out last night..." Yongqiang's brain immediately came up with a number: "A total of 64,840 yuan."
Yongqiang laughed non-stop: "Uncle, how about we count the pile in the sack again?"
Cai Genbao: "Didn't we count them several times yesterday? Now they are all tied up."
"It's okay, uncle. I'll tie the bills after I finish counting them. Just tie the bills with the same denomination together." Yongqiang said as he started.
Cai Genbao had no objection. If his nephew was willing to count, then let him count. He sat beside him and watched him count, ready to remind him when he forgot.
"Knock knock knock" There were several knocks on the door.
Yongqiang was frightened. He looked up at his uncle and neither of them said a word.
"Yongqiang, open the door," Lin Yi's voice came from outside the door.
"Hey, I'm coming, Dad, wait a minute," Yongqiang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard it was his father. He was startled, so he covered the money on the ground with a sack and then went to open the door for Lin Yi.
He opened the door a crack and looked outside carefully. Seeing that there was no one else except his father, he opened the door again. After Lin Yi entered the room, he quickly and carefully locked the door.
"What are you two doing? Haven't you finished counting yet?" Lin Yi found it funny, these two money-grubbers.
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