Upon hearing this, Xiao Weiguo excitedly clapped his hands.
With the biggest worry about sourcing goods resolved, as long as I work hard, making money shouldn't be difficult.
"How much did your dad bring home today?"
Liu Ye stretched out a finger, her little face flushed with excitement.
"I bought a thousand pairs for three cents a pair."
"Okay, as we agreed before, I'll buy them for six cents a pair. Same as always, come find me on your bicycle tomorrow, and we'll go to Wu County again. I'll give you your cost price after I sell the goods."
You can buy a thousand pairs of socks for three hundred yuan and resell them for six hundred yuan – a full doubling of the price. Where else can you find such a good deal?
"Okay, it's settled then."
Liu Ye readily agreed.
Xiao Shanshan heard every word of their conversation at the door.
She was even happier than Xiao Weiguo.
My brother really didn't lie to me this time. Liu Ye even came to his door to discuss business with him. There's no mistake.
That night, Xiao Shanshan slept soundly.
She had a dream in which her eldest brother married Liu Ye, and the whole family lived happily together.
When she woke up, she chuckled to herself, wondering why she would have such a dream. What kind of family did Liu Ye come from, and why would she be interested in her brother?
Early in the morning, before the sun rose, Xiao Weiguo, carrying Liu Ye and a large bag of socks, headed towards Wu County.
However, they did not notice that not long after leaving the village, a person on a bicycle was following them from a distance.
Today, Liu Ye brought a thousand pairs of socks. Xiao Weiguo searched around and found a relatively large residential compound that belonged to the Wuxian Winery.
The winery is doing very well, and Xiao Weiguo believes that the people living here will have higher spending power.
He still carried a portion of the contents with him, and he sneaked into the family compound alone, while Liu Ye waited outside for him with the rest.
As he expected, the people here were easier to sell to than those at the machine factory; some families even bought twenty or thirty pairs.
Xiao Weiguo sold more than half of the socks in just one morning, and after lunch, he sold out all the socks in less than half an afternoon.
Liu Ye smiled so much that her eyes narrowed into slits as she held the six hundred yuan she had just received.
In less than a day, she has earned more than three months' salary of her father. If this continues, won't she be rich very soon?
Unbeknownst to her, Xiao Weiguo had an extra nine hundred yuan in his pocket.
He earned three times as much as she did.
"Liu Ye, go back and tell your dad to take as much as he can, and if he doesn't have enough money, he can come to me and I'll figure something out."
Xiao Weiguo understood that with such high profit margins on socks, it was hard to guarantee that someone wouldn't see through the tricks of the trade. If competition came, the source of goods would become the only guarantee.
He wasn't afraid of having a lot of goods on hand. There was more than just Wu County in the surrounding area; there were several other counties as well. He could just walk a little further. He was a grown man; how could he not endure this little bit of hardship?
That's why he asked Liu Ye's father to stock up on more socks. After all, you couldn't get them at that price from the factory; you could only buy them from his coworkers.
In the following days, Xiao Weiguo and Liu Ye worked tirelessly from dawn till dusk, selling at least a thousand pairs of socks every day.
On their busiest day, the two of them brought 1,500 to 1,600 pairs of shoes and sold them all.
After Liu Ye's father, Liu Erzhu, tasted the sweetness of success, he used all of his family's savings and borrowed a lot from relatives and friends, hoarding 30,000 pairs of socks. If he hadn't lacked capital, he could have hoarded even more.
After all, with three or four hundred workers, each of them would have about five hundred pairs of shoes. Since so many of these shoes were just sitting at home and couldn't be used for food or drink, the best way to get rid of them was to do so quickly.
For more than ten days in a row, both sides made a fortune.
That day, Xiao Weiguo spent a fortune on a suit for himself, costing a full ninety yuan. In addition, taking advantage of the country's abolition of the ticket system, he spent another 198 yuan on a Flying Pigeon brand bicycle.
They ride Liu Ye's bicycle every day. The two of them can only carry a limited amount of goods. If each of them had their own bicycle, they could carry more goods, and Xiao Weiguo would have a much easier time.
After selling socks for so many days, he discovered that quite a few people still look down on farmers.
Xiao Weiguo's shabby attire had previously lowered his overall impression.
Otherwise, he believed he could sell even more socks.
In the past ten days or so, he had earned more than ten thousand yuan, and he was determined to spend it on a new outfit.
If you want to do something well, you must first have the right tools; there's no need to worry about that.
When he appeared in the village looking quite respectable, it immediately sparked a lot of discussion among the villagers.
"Why is this scoundrel suddenly acting all high and mighty?"
"I heard he's been doing some kind of business. Look at his outfit, he looks like a foreign devil."
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Very few people wore suits in those days. Even government officials mostly wore Zhongshan suits or cadre uniforms.
Xiao Weiguo, a scoundrel in everyone's eyes, dressed so flamboyantly, which naturally aroused a lot of speculation.
"Doesn't everyone know what kind of person this kid is? Can he really do legitimate business? Is business that easy to do?"
"Exactly. If it were that easy, we would all go into business and be rich by now. How could it be his turn?"
All of these factors combined have led to numerous rumors and gossip surrounding Xiao Weiguo's changes.
But why would Xiao Weiguo, who has been reborn, care about these things?
He understood these people's peasant mentality all too well.
When everyone was poor, everyone was incredibly kind. Supporting each other helped us overcome all difficulties.
However, once someone stands out, they will be envied by many people.
There's only one solution to this: stand higher and farther, become someone they look up to, and then no one will be jealous anymore.
They will only treat you as a god, as a father, like Jack Ma in later generations.
Until you reach that level, the only way is to ignore the existence of these people.
There is no need to explain to them, nor is there any obligation to do so.
When Xiao Weiguo returned home in a suit, riding a brand-new bicycle, Xiao Shanshan was stunned.
"Brother, what are you doing? You're acting like a big businessman."
Xiao Weiguo couldn't help but laugh.
So this makes you a big businessman? You really haven't seen the truly great businessmen of later generations.
Each of them comes and goes in several luxury cars, with seven or eight men in black suits and sunglasses serving them on either side.
Even Xiao Weiguo himself, after making his fortune, drove a Rolls-Royce and lived in a luxury villa.
He walked into the house carrying a large black bag and waved to wake his sister.
"Shanshan, guess what this is?"
"Ah, what is it?" Xiao Shanshan asked, blinking her big eyes.
For the past two weeks, she has been eating and sleeping well, and she looks much more radiant.
Xiao Weiguo swiftly unzipped his jacket and dumped the contents onto the kang mat.
There were thirteen stacks of brightly colored paper money, totaling thirteen thousand yuan.
Xiao Shanshan stared wide-eyed for a long time before exclaiming in surprise and turning to run outside.
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