Chapter 420: Good Luck in the Opening



From Jiangwei Brigade to Shanatou, the seat of the Heijiao Commune government, it is twenty-five or twenty-six miles by the south road and more than thirty miles by the north road.

Wan Feng drove the tractor for more than half an hour before reaching the other side of the sand.

The new market of Heijiao Commune opened on the east side of the road that crosses Shanatou Avenue, right next to the Heijiao Commune government compound. Originally, this was a deserted square, and the market was set up in this square.

There were already a lot of people at the market, but they were all selling goods, mainly fish, turtles, shrimps, crabs, chickens, ducks, geese, and dogs, plus a small number of farm tools.

Wan Feng drove the tractor to an open space and stopped it.

The people on the trailer jumped down and stamped their feet, their little faces purple and blue from the cold.

The market usually gathers later in the winter, usually around 8:30, so Wan Feng was in no hurry to set up his stall. After telling his classmates not to leave the tractor, he strolled around the market alone.

In addition to seeing what new things were at the market, he was mainly looking for Shen Hongjun and his wife. They had been preparing for this market for more than 20 days, so there was no reason for them not to come.

At the other end of the market, Wan Feng finally saw Shen Hongjun and Luan Ying.

The couple were riding a bicycle with two bags on their backs, looking around helplessly, seemingly not knowing what to do.

I was overjoyed when I saw Wan Feng.

"Oh, brother-in-law, I'm glad to see you. Your brother-in-law and I have never been to the market to sell things. We are so confused when we get here. We don't know what to do."

"I've reserved a spot over there. We can just put them together when we get to my place."

When Shen Hongjun and Luan Ying followed Wan Feng to the area occupied by Wan Feng, they unexpectedly discovered that there were twenty or thirty teenagers aged fourteen or fifteen here.

"Who are these people?"

"These are all my classmates. They all followed me to sell things."

Luan Ying and his wife were in a fog. They had to carry so many things that they needed so many people to sell them.

"Brother-in-law, you only brought these two bags? You didn't spend nearly a month preparing and only managed to make a few pieces of clothing, did you?"

"There are three of us and two machines. We can make as many as we can. We also sold some at home. We still have about 50 or 60 pieces left."

This is the amount of stock we have for nearly a month of preparation? This is clearly too little.

"Wan Feng, when are we going to set up the stall?" Tan Chun was obviously anxious because the market had already started to get crowded.

"Now."

The space of one meter wide for each of the twenty-eight people was almost enough to place a set of couplets. Wan Feng gave each person a piece of inferior cloth to spread on the ground, and then each person took out a set of couplets with the word "Fu" neatly placed on the cloth.

When a set of red couplets were placed in front of these twenty-eight people, a small ocean of red was formed.

At first glance, it was a dazzling scene.

Below the couplet is the clothing stall set up by Wan Feng and Shen Hongjun.

The two stalls were set up opposite each other with a three-meter-wide passage in the middle.

Wan Feng made a few temporary racks last night, propped up the front and back, and tied ropes in the middle, and hung clothes and pants on these ropes.

He knew that Shen Hongjun and his wife would definitely not think of such an idea, so he made one for them. In this way, there was another piece of clothes hanging here, and the scene was very spectacular.

Wan Feng directly marked the prices on the clothes: pants were 2.5 yuan a pair, and clothes ranged from 3.5 yuan to 4.55 yuan.

Now is not the time to lie. If you ask for a higher price, I will just run away. It’s better to buy it at this price or not.

Wan Feng also brought a bag of five-cent silver coins, and gave each student ten five-cent silver coins to use as change.

Everything is ready, just waiting for someone to come.

When the couplet stall was set up, people gathered around to watch the fun.

"Fuck, couplets are being sold at the market now?"

"This couplet is really beautiful. Look at it, with the big fish, the gold ingots, the treasure bowl, and the money tree. It's much better than buying paper and having someone write it ourselves."

"I wonder how much this couplet costs. Please tell me, little kid, how much is this couplet?"

So, the students began to introduce themselves according to what Wan Feng taught them.

After Wan Feng hung up his own clothes, he went to help Luan Ying hang up hers. Just as he finished hanging up the clothes, he saw Yu Qingtao wandering in.

This guy came over with more than ten of his men, and after pointing and gesturing at the couplets, he saw Wan Feng rolling his eyes.

Yu Qingtao saw it and quickly approached Wan Feng with a smile on his face: "Brother, you're here? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Why would I tell you this? Why are you wandering around inside the market instead of selling things at the market entrance?"

"Isn't it just starting to come in? I thought I'd come in and see if there's anything I need."

"My classmate sells Spring Festival couplets for 1.5 cents a set. Why don't you buy two sets to put up for the New Year?"

"Fuck, these are all your classmates?"

Wan Feng was very proud: "Does anyone else dare to make such a big scene?"

Yu Qingtao turned around and shouted to his lackeys, "See those couplets? Each of you go pick out two sets to keep for your New Year's greetings. I'll pay for them."

After saying that, he took out a five-yuan bill from his pocket.

The guys under him dispersed and went to pick couplets.

Unexpectedly, Yu Qingtao's unintentional action triggered a buying frenzy.

At this time, some people had stopped to watch these strange couplets. Jiang Jun, Tan Chun, Xu Bin and other people who had sold things told others what Wan Feng had said.

The hype has already produced some results. Many people have already decided to just buy ready-made couplets, but they are still hesitating whether it is too early to buy them now, as there are still twenty-five or twenty-six days before the Chinese New Year.

But Yu Qingtao and his group squatted down and started to choose, as if it was free of charge. This immediately dispelled the hesitation of these people, and they also squatted down and chose words that suited their taste.

Of course, the literal meanings of these couplets are not all the same. There are a total of six or seven fonts and more than twenty versions of auspicious words.

When people buy things, they tend to follow the crowd and join in the fun. When they see others buying things, they will blindly spend money even if they don’t plan to buy.

There was a rush to buy here all of a sudden. Those who were strolling around the market came over to join in the fun, and then squatted down to choose things in a daze. For a while, the place where couplets were sold was crowded with people.

Wan Feng had not anticipated such a situation, so he had no choice but to leave his clothes stall to Shen Hongjun and run over to help. He was worried that his classmates who had never sold anything before would not be able to accept such a scene and would have a mental breakdown.

For a while, it was extremely busy.

Fortunately, there were many people on Wan Feng's side, and even with more than 30 people including him, no chaos was caused. After half an hour, the crowd here was finally evacuated.

After the work here was done, people gathered over there again. A group of young girls and wives gathered in the aisle between Wan Feng and Luan Ying's clothes, gesturing at them.

Wan Feng went back to the clothing stall to sell clothes.

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