"How am I stupid?" Wan Feng asked back.
If the woman answered incorrectly, Wan Feng decided to take back the electronic watch as punishment for slandering the leader.
"Since the retail price is so high, why don't you sell it at 25 yuan, so that we can make an extra 10 yuan? And then you gradually lower the wholesale price. How much less money do we make like this?" Luan Feng pouted to express her dissatisfaction.
It's true that women are obsessed with money.
"I've considered this. I'd also like to charge a higher price to make more money, but there's a problem. Who can afford it if you charge a higher price? This isn't just a matter of a few cents or a dollar. The retailers under my wing are as broke as their wallets, and I sold them my first batch of goods almost entirely on credit. I need to train a group of people who can ship goods. I have to show them how profitable they are in a short period of time so they can accumulate a certain amount of capital. When they realize that the electronic watches they hold are money-making machines, bringing them profits that exceed their costs, they'll unleash their utmost enthusiasm to do this well. That's how I can quickly capture the Hongya market and achieve rapid sales."
"But your higher approval rate doesn't seem to hinder anything."
Wan Feng sighed. "I didn't set this price, although I agree with it. It was set by the original Hongya agent. Although he hasn't achieved scale and dominated the market, it's not easy to change the price since he set it in the first place."
This price was indeed set by Zhang San. Once the price of a product is set, it is not easy to make major changes, and Wan Feng has no intention of changing it.
As a wholesaler, Wan Feng thinks this price is reasonable. Wholesale is not retail after all.
Because of the huge profits, Xia Qiulong and his people will quickly accumulate original capital. With money, Wanfeng's tape recorders will have the possibility to be picked up and sold by them. Wanfeng has sharpened his knife for the tape recorder.
Wan Feng was not prepared to explain his thoughts in detail to Luan Feng. It was difficult to explain, and with Luan Feng's ability to understand, it would probably take until August 15th to explain.
When talking about August 15th, we cannot fail to mention mooncakes.
Wan Feng took out five kilograms of mooncakes and gave them to Luan Feng: "This is for your family. I think five kilograms of mooncakes is enough for your family. You don't need to buy more when the time comes."
"Ah? You'll give me five kilograms of mooncakes on August 15th?" Luan Feng started to make trouble again.
Wan Feng ignored Luan Feng and also gave Jiang Min five pounds. "Give Jiang Min two days off on August 15th. Let her use those two days to find a partner in the city. Can't you see she's already smitten with love?"
Jiang Min was watching Wan Feng and Luan Feng sparring with swords, but unexpectedly a bullet hit her for no reason. Does this count as what Wan Feng had said about being shot even when lying down?
"Why are you two flirting with me? Are you tired of me being a third wheel?"
Wan Feng was speechless. This guy learned these witty remarks very quickly and could speak fluently now.
"Take advantage of these two days to make two new sets of clothes for your brothers. I remember you didn't make any for them since the start of the school year. Use good fabrics to make them. I'll pay for this as a reward for your hard work."
Jiang Min has been working for Luan Feng for more than two months and has never asked for any compensation. She does whatever Luan Feng asks her to do, and Wan Feng has noticed all of this.
"Hey, now that you mentioned fabrics, I remembered that we have accumulated a lot of fabrics that are seriously delaminating. Although some of them can be used for trademark embroidery, there are still a lot left. What should we do with them? Can we make them into rags?" Luan Feng finally remembered something serious.
"Hey, I've thought about this problem and I've figured out a solution. When I was getting cloth at the textile printing and dyeing factory today, I asked the custodian for a few colors of dye. He promised to get them for me next time. Can't we just dye it ourselves when we get back?"
In fact, the cooperative sold dyes in small paper bags back then, but the colors were very monotonous, except for blue, green and black. They cost a few cents a bag. You would boil warm water, throw the dye into the water, and then throw the fabric to be dyed in to soak it. Many rural families used this thing.
Although it is simple, it also has obvious disadvantages. The disadvantage of this dye is that it fades severely and fades very quickly when it comes into contact with water.
In fact, Wan Feng had thought of this method when he first bought the off-print cloth, but because of the color fading, he did not buy the inferior dyes in the store. At that time, he set his sights on the textile printing and dyeing factory.
But later on I was busy with this and that and forgot about it. I suddenly remembered it when I was buying cloth this afternoon.
"Yes! Why didn't I think of that?" Luan Feng immediately smiled and danced with joy.
"Remember to eat. You will never forget to eat."
"Huh! What do I eat? It's cornmeal pancakes and corn porridge every day. You haven't taken me out to eat for a long time."
Wan Feng slapped his head and thought, why am I bringing this up if there is nothing to do.
"You don't know how lucky you are. Do you know how good eating corn is to your health? Haven't you seen how beautiful the girls in the countryside are these days?"
After the period of food shortage and famine in the 1960s and 1970s, the country had basically solved the problem of food for the people by 1980.
Wan Feng doesn’t know about other parts of the country, but in the Northeast, whether in towns or in rural areas, at least there will be no hunger.
It is impossible to eat well but it is okay to eat enough.
The staple foods in Beiliao Province are corn and rice. Most of the rice is used as public grain, and not much is left for the people here. Therefore, corn is the staple food of the people here.
In fact, although corn is not tasty, it is very nutritious. At least in Wan Feng's eyes, the girls of the Jiangwei Brigade may have different looks, but their figures are impeccable, at least they are toned.
It's a bit ridiculous to just pick anyone out to be a model, but it's definitely not a problem to pick out three or two out of ten who have the qualifications to be models.
Even none of his classmates were taller than boys. Almost all of them were taller than boys in the class. Of course, this was because they had the advantage of early development.
Wan Feng's deskmate Chen Xin is now 1.6 meters tall. Wan Feng is much taller than him, and not to mention Luan Feng, she is almost 1.7 meters tall.
They had no idea that more than 30 years later, people in the county town would line up to buy corn pancakes, nor would they understand the fact that corn porridge was the best-selling breakfast food in the north in later generations.
"Who do you think is so beautiful?" Jiang Min, who was lying with a gun on his head, came back to life and looked for an opportunity to fight back.
"Isn't this a square?"
"Who is Fang? Feng'er, he knows a woman named Fang."
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