Chapter 137
On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, Jian Feng was hit on the head with good news.
The gift boxes supplied to those supermarkets a few years ago were sold out.
The supermarket manager called and urged Jian Feng to hurry up.
Jian Feng hurried to deliver the things in the warehouse. He never expected that the flowers he planted with care would not bloom, and the willows he planted without care would grow into shade.
A few years ago, he used his connections to supply three or four hundred gift boxes to the supermarket, which had not sold many. But they were all sold out in just a few days?
Unable to contain his excitement, Jian Feng pretended to be a customer and went to one of the supermarkets.
The supermarket closed on New Year's Eve and opened on the second day of the Lunar New Year. This was the first time. In previous years, it always had to wait until the seventh day of the Lunar New Year to open. But in recent years, with more and more people in the city, supermarkets are unwilling to miss such an opportunity to make money and simply open early.
On the second day of the Lunar New Year, children who visit relatives have pockets full of New Year's money, so they can spend it anywhere. The supermarkets have more and more things, and the children will pull the adults' hands to go shopping after taking the money.
There are candied haws-shaped drinks, small pistols that can be stuffed with small yellow plastic balls, various dolls that can comb their hair, and small cars that can be controlled by remote control.
Jian Feng opened the plastic door curtain and went in, the chattering of children exploding around his ears.
The Chinese New Year is the peak time for children to be lost and for children to lose money. Jian Feng had not walked a few steps when he saw a little boy of three or four years old with a runny nose chasing his older brothers and sisters. The few bills in his pocket were not properly put away, so they fluttered to the ground.
Jian Feng: …
He picked up the money and chased after it for a few steps. The kid suddenly realized that his money was missing and immediately sat on the ground and cried loudly.
“My money was stolen!”
Jian Feng jokingly stuffed the money into the little girl next to him who looked like his sister.
"He just took it out by accident. It's right at the door."
The little girl thanked the uncle sheepishly, then grabbed her crying little brother and said, "I told you not to take the money! But you insisted on taking it yourself! Now the money is lost, let's see what you're going to do later!"
The little baby was crying and hiccuping: "Sister..."
The little girl held his hand and said, "Don't cry, the money is not lost, it's here."
When the younger brother saw that the money had been returned, he jumped up, and the two of them went in hand in hand to buy things.
Jian Feng couldn't help laughing as he watched. It was only the eighth day of the New Year and people had many relatives now. They would visit each family a day and some could even visit until the fifteenth day.
This pair of siblings who lost money were not isolated cases. Jian Feng had encountered at least three such cases in the supermarket.
They all cry loudly because they can't find their money. It's okay if they lost a small amount, but if they lost a lot, their parents will help them look for it and scold them while they look.
Jian Feng walked around the supermarket and finally found the gift counter.
Because these were expensive items, the supermarket put these gift boxes together with the alcoholic beverages and had two salespeople there to serve them.
Because it was Chinese New Year, Jian Feng was wearing new clothes. He was good-looking to begin with, and with the training he had gained in the past two years, the salesperson thought he was affordable just by standing there, so they both introduced him to other brands.
Jian Feng pointed at the gift box and asked, "How's that one selling?"
That was his most expensive gift box, filled with expensive seafood such as sea cucumbers.
Salesperson: "You have good taste. These are all good things. Look, they are made of sea cucumber and abalone. They are very impressive to give out. To be honest, this box is our best seller this year. If you bring this to your mother-in-law's house, she will be very happy!"
Jian Feng smiled. This year, in addition to supplying goods to several supermarkets, he also gave away a lot of profits, one of which was commissions for salesmen.
Jian Feng gave the salesperson a 5% commission for a gift box that was priced over a hundred yuan.
Now it seems that it is still valuable.
Not to be outdone, the other salesperson also vied to recommend another gift box to Jian Feng. The two of them chatted back and forth, praising Jian Feng's products to the skies.
"Our gift box looks expensive. If we give it to a leader, we can accomplish anything!"
Jian Feng listened to the other party's recommendation and finally took the two boxes to pay the bill.
When I got home, Wang Mengmei scolded me.
"You buy your own things at the supermarket? You are crazy!"
All this in and out just increases the price for the supermarket.
Jian Feng: "You don't understand. I went there today and gained a lot."
One of the takeaways was that he got to expand his sales team.
Jian Feng told his wife and daughter about the two salesmen, his words full of admiration.
Jian Li: "Dad, are you going to poach people?"
Jian Feng was amused: "What do you think?"
Jian Li: "We should definitely hire some sales people."
Jian Feng clapped his hands and said, "Really? What I'm thinking is, we should recruit a few people and let everyone brainstorm to come up with something systematic."
This year's Chinese New Year was too hasty. The products were good, but the quality was not consistent and the details were not well done.
Jian Li understood what was going on. Isn't this just a sales pitch?
Wang Mengmei poured cold water on him: "Sales are easy to talk about, but you also have to calculate the cost."
Jian Feng spent a lot of money to enter the supermarket this time.
The person in charge of the supermarket was ruthless and ruthless. Jian Feng almost gave away most of his profits in exchange for a counter. Jian Feng was also unwilling to use bad things, so the cost was high, plus the salary for the employees and the commission for sales promotion.
In a word, it is just hard-earned money, which is far inferior to the income from food and oil.
Speaking of this, Jian Feng felt a little deflated.
“This is just the beginning.”
He did some calculations and found that it would be difficult to make back the investment in the first year. It would take at least another year before he could really make money.
Wang Mengmei: "Just keep it in mind."
The family still has a loan of 60,000 yuan. Although it is not difficult to pay off this money, Wang Mengmei has other ambitions in her heart.
That is - the grinding wheel factory house is still a bit far away after all.
Their daughter is in high school, and they both run businesses on Changqing Street. In fact, it would be best to buy another house nearby, so that it would be convenient for Jianli to go to school or work in the future.
If two years ago, Wang Mengmei still thought that ordinary houses were good enough, she no longer thinks so.
She went to see Kong Guorong and Lin Hui's previous house. It was a two-story Western-style building with a small courtyard. Outside the community was a busy street, but once inside the door it was quiet and comfortable.
Wang Mengmei also wants to buy a house like this. Although her current home is not bad, it is becoming more and more cramped.
There is no room for all my stuff, the closet is not big enough, and I always have to go up the stairs.
I was satisfied with everything when I bought it, but now everything is wrong.
Jian Feng gritted his teeth and said, "I'll think about it later."
My wife is right. We can’t let our daughter continue to run around like this in her senior year of high school. It’s time to move to a new house.
Jian Li looked at her father and then at her mother, and suddenly felt that she might really become a rich second-generation...
It’s good to be a rich second generation, she can just lie down and relax in the future!
Jian Feng and Wang Mengmei showed great enthusiasm at the beginning of the year.
Wang Mengmei wants to launch new products.
This time it's barbecue.
The weather will get hot soon, and Wang Mengmei wants to set up a barbecue cart outside the store to grill some lamb skewers or something.
There are many night market stalls in Taocheng now, and they are all like this. Plastic tables, chairs and benches, a grill, and a gas stove next to it. They cook some snacks and grill, and they make a lot of money in one night.
Unexpectedly, when this idea came up, the person who disagreed the most was Jian Li.
Jian Li was very opposed to it, and Wang Mengmei couldn't understand her attitude.
"It's just a barbecue stall. We have two storefronts and there's a large open space in front of them."
Now some people on Changqing Street are considering renting out the storefront to night market stalls.
Jian Li frowned, "No way. Those night market stalls are open until 4 or 5 in the morning. Not only do they stay up late, but they also make the front of the store dirty. The most important thing is that those people are drunk, so it's too easy for something to happen."
Many people were drunk at the barbecue stall, and the alcohol made them bolder, so if they said a few wrong words, they would pick up chairs and start a fight.
Jian Lining would rather her mother earn less than be in such a dangerous environment every day.
After hearing this, Wang Mengmei hesitated.
But she still didn't give up: "Then let's rent it out?"
Just seeing other landlords renting out the property made her itchy.
It would cost at least a few hundred yuan to rent it out a month.
Jian Li: "Don't! If those people make your door greasy, how will you do business during the day?"
Not to mention the grease on the floor, who drank too much and vomited here? The smell is terrible. Wouldn't the customers who come to patronize the store the next day be disgusted?
Wang Mengmei felt sick to her stomach and immediately gave up the idea: "Forget it then."
Although she said she would not rent the place anymore, Wang Mengmei still felt it would be a shame not to make money from the barbecue business. In the end, she decided to get a barbecue truck, but she would not open it for a long time and would close the stall at night.
Seeing that her mother had no intention of extending the time, Jian Li just let her do as she pleased.
The task of grilling was given to one of Ni Hao's junior brothers. As long as he mastered the temperature and sprinkled the lamb skewers with the ingredients prepared by Wang Mengmei, the barbecue aroma that blew in the wind soon attracted many people.
Customers often order food on the second floor, a bottle of beer, a bowl of dumplings, and a few skewers of lamb. One can eat comfortably by himself.
Jian Li is a good eater. She took a steamed bun, cut it in half, put two skewers of mutton and spicy food in it, pressed the skewers into the bun, and pulled the skewers off. In this way, she had a mutton bun, and paired it with spicy hot pot and a bottle of Arctic Ocean.
Some people followed Jian Li's example and ate it this way. They felt that this meal, with soup and cakes, hot and cold, was really delicious.
Of course, the price is also expensive.
Not many students in the provincial laboratory can eat this every day. Most of them just come here to order a bowl of spicy hot pot, and if they can afford it, they can also have two skewers of lamb.
Cheng Yu raised his thumb while eating.
The spiciness of the mutton skewers is different from that of the spicy hot pot. The chili in the mutton skewers is more fragrant. The skewers are roasted with sizzling oil, and the red chili oil sticks to the lips. Then a mouthful of the spicy hot pot goes down to the stomach. The combination of the two is spicy and delicious, making people unable to stop.
“It’s delicious!”
Cheng Yu wiped his mouth after eating, but he was still not satisfied.
Jian Li: "...your parents are not at home again recently?"
It's just the end of the Chinese New Year, right? Why is Cheng Yu eating at Changqing Street before school starts?
Cheng Yu: "Stop talking."
She said with a hint of helplessness in her voice: "One call on the third day of the Lunar New Year, and another call on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year. I just went to my grandma's house, and all three of them were gone."
Jian Li: “Three people?”
Cheng Yu: "My brother went to the mountains before the New Year and went again after the New Year."
There are four people in the family, three of them fly around, and only Cheng Yu stays at home.
However...
Cheng Yu took out several wrapped boxes. Three boxes with different patterns, all tightly wrapped.
"Here, my parents and my brother have prepared gifts for you."
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