Seeing Qi Guangli's fingers trembling, Wan Feng immediately increased the difficulty.
"Suppose that ten people come to your shop to divide up the goods. Three of them take three watches each, two take four watches each, one takes five watches each, two take two watches each, one takes six watches, and one takes one watch. How many watches are there in total? How much can they be sold for? How much can you earn?"
Qi Guangli immediately became flustered, his brows furrowed into a "川" shape, and his face looked as bitter as a bitter gourd.
"Haha, haha, hahaha!" Wan Feng tried to hold back his laughter at first, but after holding it in for a while he couldn't hold it back anymore and burst out laughing.
"Is this too complicated?"
"Go back and do as I say. If ten people come to you to buy the goods, you can just sit back and make money, understand? If that many people really come to you to buy the goods, I can ask Zhang Xian to give you an extra two yuan off the wholesale price."
"Really?" Qi Guangli looked surprised.
More than ten minutes later, Zhang Xian came running over, panting, holding a small cloth bag made of scraps of cloth in his hand.
This small cloth bag caught Wan Feng's attention. Although it was made of scraps of cloth, two patterns were made on both sides with different colors, which unexpectedly created an abstract beauty like Picasso.
This is undoubtedly Hao Qing's masterpiece.
Luan Feng's small garment factory can produce countless scraps of cloth every day. If anyone has nothing better to do, wouldn't it be profitable to process their own scraps of cloth?
However, this idea only flashed through Wan Feng's mind before he put it aside. Firstly, it was difficult to find such an idle person, and secondly, the profit was too low.
The three of them counted with their heads touching each other.
Qi Guangli counted them one by one, and Wan Feng rolled his eyes as he watched.
After the amount was correct, Qi Guangli took out some money and counted out two hundred and forty yuan and gave it to Zhang Xian.
"Go back and think about making money instead of thinking about fighting all the time. It's useless and you can't make money from fighting now."
It was more than ten years later that the gangsters realized that they could make money by fighting. By that time, Qi Guangli would have been in his thirties and would have been replaced by newcomers, so there was no point in fighting.
"Okay, I've got it. I'll be leaving now. Maybe I can sell it for a dollar or two when I get back." Qi Guangli was in a hurry to go back after getting the electronic watch. He rode his bicycle and disappeared into the distance at lightning speed.
After Qi Guangli left, Zhang Xian handed the money in his hand to Wan Feng.
He never paid any capital for the one hundred electronic watches, so of course the first thing he did after selling them was to pay back Wan Feng.
Wan Feng took two hundred and ten and confiscated the remaining thirty. The price he gave Zhang Xian was the purchase price without adding a penny.
"Here's the money for thirty watches, and you still owe me seventy."
Even brothers must settle accounts clearly.
Zhang Xian nodded: "Yeah!"
"Use this thirty yuan to buy something for your sister. You two can't be stingy with your food and lodging at someone else's house, can you?"
"I gave my sister a digital watch, and she was so happy."
An electronic watch is indeed a valuable gift according to the market price. Although his brother-in-law is a state employee, he only earns more than 30 yuan a month. There is only one watch in the family, which is worn by Zhou Xiaowen. Now that he has an electronic watch, his sister has reason to be happy.
"You're not going to foolishly tell me that this electronic watch cost me seven dollars, are you?"
"Absolutely not. This is a trade secret. How can I tell anyone casually? I didn't even tell Hao Qing the truth."
That's right, not everything can be told to others.
Originally, Wan Feng wanted to go and see the progress of his aunt's house, but because of Qi Guangli's interference, he didn't have much time, so he gave up this plan and went directly across Nanling and went to the school from Waqian Team.
It's not time for class yet, but the classroom has been noisy at noon since the nap was cancelled.
Chen Wenxin's blushing face surprised Wan Feng very much.
"Did you find some money on the way to school?"
Chen Wenxin shook his head.
"Which boy sent you a love letter?"
Chen Wenxin brushed her face against the floor and said, "You just received the love letter?"
"Haha, I think no one has written to me yet. How about you write me a letter and start it with "Dear Brother Feng"?"
Chen Wenxin looked jealous, with all her facial features squeezed together.
"Then what are you happy about?"
"My brother-in-law is here."
"You have a brother-in-law?" Wan Feng was surprised again.
"What's so strange about having a brother-in-law?"
"Haha, people say that a sister-in-law is half of her brother-in-law. You won't become your brother-in-law..."
Before Wan Feng could finish his words, the book in Chen Wenxin's hand fell on his head.
"I told you to stop talking nonsense all day long. I'll tell Luan Feng that Luan Feng also has a brother-in-law. I'll see how you explain it."
That's right! Luan Feng also has a brother-in-law. I have to go back and get a vaccination. I can't give half of my ass to others.
Wan Feng suddenly sighed for no reason. Why doesn't Luan Feng have any girls? If I want to get a half-ass, there's no hope at all.
I wonder if my future father-in-law and mother-in-law will not have another child?
This thought scared Wan Feng. It would be okay if he gave birth to a sister-in-law, but wouldn't it be more troublesome if he gave birth to a brother-in-law?
Forget it.
Wan Feng gave up the idea of tempting his future mother-in-law to give birth to a sister-in-law.
"Clean up your doghouse after school."
Chen Wenxin looked puzzled: "What are you doing?"
"I'm going to visit my aunt's house after school. Maybe I'll stop by yours or something."
"Don't go!" Chen Wenxin flatly refused.
Wan Feng was just about to ask why they didn't go, but when he turned around, he was surprised to find Xu Meilin standing at the door of their classroom, with her hands in her mouth and the two horns behind her head shaking back and forth.
Wan Feng stood up, walked to the door, and reached out to pat her hand.
"Didn't I tell you a thousand times not to put your hands in your mouth? Why can't you remember? Stretch out your hands and I'll clap them twice."
Xu Meilin obediently stretched out her hand, and Wan Feng patted her twice.
"Giggle, it's itchy, Brother Feng, you haven't come to my house for a long time, and you don't play with me anymore."
Damn it, I was about to forget about you, but you come here and rub salt into my wounds.
"No money to spend again?"
Xu Meilin nodded first and then quickly shook her head.
"Hehe, little fox." Wan Feng casually took out five yuan, thought about it, and put it back in his pocket to exchange for a two-yuan note.
Xu Meilin's eyes flickered as she looked at the green ticket in Wan Feng's hand and then at his pocket.
This is because the ticket is too small.
"It's not that I don't want to spend the five dollars, I'm just worried you'll waste it. Come back to me after you've spent these two dollars, okay?"
Xu Meilin took the two dollars and nodded.
Wan Feng touched her head and said, "Go ahead."
Xu Meilin skipped back to her class.
"You're in trouble. It turns out you have a child bride. I'll tell you..."
Wan Feng was afraid of slapping Chen Wenxin on the head: "What are you talking about? She's a girl. If you mention child brides again, I'll treat you like one."
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