The people of Gushan were obviously more enthusiastic about buying couplets than those of Heijiao, which was beyond Wanfeng's expectations.
Judging by living standards, Gushan Commune and Heijiao Commune are obviously not on the same level.
The areas with the highest living standards and the richest people in Hongya County are all coastal communes. There are eight communes in total, and Gushan is not one of them.
Under normal circumstances, the purchasing power of the people in Gushan could never catch up with that of the people in Heilao, but the sales of couplets today exceeded that of yesterday.
By around half past ten, Xiao Jun became the first person to sell out all twenty sets of his merchandise.
In Gushan, Xiao Jun had the right time and location, so it was no surprise that he achieved such results. He sold more than ten units in the two villages of Heyan and Gushan alone.
But then Jiang Jun became the second person to sell out, followed by Tan Chun and Xu Bin also selling out their shares. Wan Feng was a little confused.
After closing the stall, they still took inventory. This time, the least number of people who sold more than ten sets, and most people sold around thirteen or fourteen sets.
In the end, a total of more than 440 sets of couplets were sold.
Seven hundred and fifty units were sold in two days, which far exceeded Wan Feng's expectations.
At this rate, it is possible that these 10,000 sets of couplets will be sold out by the Chinese New Year.
After completing the registration, Wan Feng started to pay.
Today, the income of these students is generally higher than yesterday. Han Chao, who earns the least, earns one yuan and one cent. Everyone is smiling.
"Wan Feng, where are we going tomorrow?" Han Chao looked at a picture of a female tractor driver and a Mao Zedong banknote in his hand, his mouth almost grinning to the back of his head.
He sold it for one dollar yesterday, and today he already has a fortune of two dollars and ten cents, which has never happened before.
Even during the Chinese New Year, his father only gave him two cents as a gift, but now, in just two days, he has accumulated ten times more wealth than in previous years. How much money will he have by the Chinese New Year?
Oh, how am I going to spend it then?
This guy is already worried about how to spend the money.
"Tomorrow there's a market in Qingshan, so of course we have to go there. But Qingshan is quite far away, so is there anyone who doesn't want to go?"
Of course, no one would not go. Only a fool would not go if he could make so much money in a day, but there were also some annoying things.
"Isn't the school called tomorrow?"
Tomorrow is the school notification day, and according to regulations all students must go to school.
"Isn't it just to check the test results and assign winter vacation homework? Let me talk to the homeroom teacher. We can all go back to his house tomorrow afternoon and listen to his instructions."
Anyway, tomorrow is not the day for formal classes, so it doesn’t matter whether I go or not. The school will turn a blind eye.
After solving the problem of going to school tomorrow, the next step is to make plans for tomorrow.
"Based on today's momentum, we'll each have to distribute ten more sets of couplets tomorrow. We'll leave at 7 a.m. again and take the tractor to Qingshan Town. Go back home tonight and dry your shoes and insoles to prevent your feet from freezing on the ride. Wear plenty of clothes. Xiao Jun, wait for us at the entrance of your supply and marketing cooperative."
After the discussion, the group of people set off on their journey home singing songs.
Zhu Ping was also among these young boys, with a smile on his face.
"How much did it sell for?"
"I sold it for eight dollars."
I sold a lot.
"Give me the money!" Wan Feng stretched out his hand and made a gesture of twisting the money.
Family members are family members, and money is money. This must be clearly distinguished.
Zhu Ping happily counted out four dollars and gave them to Wan Feng. How could he not be happy when he suddenly had four dollars? With today's selling method, it would not be a problem to sell that bun for one or two hundred dollars, which was almost half a year's salary for him.
Seeing his uncle counting money so happily, Wan Feng looked at Zhu Ping with ill intent: "Is there an ambush? You must have embezzled money?"
Zhu Ping was furious at the time: "You are tarnishing my character. You are not allowed to insult my glorious image!"
Damn, I haven't been a cadre for the past six months in vain. Now I can even make excuses.
As soon as I walked out of Heyan Village, a man walked as fast as the wind and caught up with me.
Wan Feng looked closely and saw that it was Zhang Xian.
"Are you willing to come back?"
"Hey, I played at Qi Guangli's house for two days."
"Could it be that some female hooligan from Qingshan Town has bewitched you? I'm telling you, Hao Qing is a good girl. Don't mess around outside. Your behavior is a serious problem."
This guy stayed in Qingshan for two or three days and didn't come back. Although there are not many female hooligans now, it doesn't mean that there are none.
Zhang Xian rolled his eyes. "Brother, what are you talking about? Do you think I look like that kind of person?"
"Like!" Wan Feng answered without hesitation.
All men are like this, including himself. In Wan Feng's understanding, those good men just don't get the chance, and those who get the chance will enjoy it more than anyone else.
Zhang Xian was depressed. "That's not the case. I was just familiarizing myself with the terrain of Qingshan. I was planning to come back yesterday afternoon, but unfortunately a customer from the Pear House came with someone from Ocean Red to pick up some goods from me. That's why I came back to pick them up."
If this is still acceptable, will the people from Ocean Red really come?
"I prepared the three hundred pieces you requested yesterday, but for some reason my master didn't come to pick them up?"
"Your master didn't go to Qingshan today. It seems that their team has expenses today. Three hundred are not enough. We need five hundred this time. The two customers, Haiyanghong and Lifang, want two hundred."
The goods in Qingshan area are handled by Zhang Xian and Zhang Guangpu.
The price they paid for the goods from Wan Feng was ten yuan, and the purchase price of this batch of goods was five yuan, so Wan Feng still made a profit of two thousand five hundred yuan.
They sold the goods to Qi Guangli and people east of Qingshan at a price of 13 yuan. He and Zhang Guangpu each earned 750 yuan from the sale of this batch of goods.
As the saying goes, if two people fight, they will eventually lose. This means that no matter how good the relationship between two people is, problems will arise sooner or later if they do business together.
In order to avoid this situation, Wan Feng stipulated that no matter who came to purchase the goods, they must be transparent and make it clear to each other in public to avoid future complaints that would damage the relationship.
Wan Feng was also a bit troubled by this situation. He shouldn't have brought them all to Qingshan in the first place. This was a bit messy.
"Hurry back and comfort Hao Qing. If you don't come back soon, she's going to have a breakdown."
"I have to rush back to Qingshan this afternoon."
"Are you going to Qingshan this afternoon?"
"Yes, I have to take the goods back. Those two customers from other places are still waiting."
"They must pay in cash. Without cash, we will not ship the goods to them. Don't ask for it later."
It would be fine if it could be considered as a debt to be repaid, but I'm afraid that it would be terrible if I couldn't even find the person when the time comes. Wan Feng feels at ease leaving the goods to Qi Guangli, Xia Qiulong and others, but he is not at ease with outsiders, at least not to the point of being at ease.
"They came with cash. Of course we wouldn't ship the goods to them without cash. We'll give them the goods based on how much money they have."
Just have cash on hand.
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