Chu Yu and Shen Zhuyu went to the Hong Kong and Macau Clothing Wholesale Market again. This wholesale market mainly sells imported women's clothing, and its decoration is just as luxurious as Chu Yu's clothing store.
With large investments and substantial capital, the goods naturally cannot be cheap.
At the end of the first floor, I encountered four shop owners picking up their goods.
"Too expensive, 120 yuan a piece, minimum order of 10 pieces. Who will I sell them to?"
"The most expensive clothes in our house cost less than 100 yuan. How can fur coats be as popular as cotton-padded coats or down jackets? If we buy them in bulk and can't sell them, they'll all be stuck with us!"
“I heard that fur coats are warmer and more upscale than down coats, and rich people love to wear them. But the wholesale price is expensive. If all else fails, we can go together and buy them wholesale.”
"Even one isn't enough. I just want to take one to see if it sells well. If it does, I'll come back and order more next time."
"I only plan to get one."
After they finished speaking, they all looked at Chu Yu. The middle-aged woman in the lead said happily, "Girl, are you here to buy goods too? This store has good products, but they are too expensive. Why don't you join us in ordering together?"
If Chu Yu had encountered this situation in her previous life, she would definitely have thought that these people were setting a trap for her. In the 1980s, there was no such thing as a trap.
This store, called "Gangcheng Minghui," is filled with fur coats and leather jackets.
In the 1980s, a long yellow fox fur coat was popular in China. Before down jackets became widespread, people who were not satisfied with the warmth of cotton-padded clothes would turn their attention to fur coats. Compared to the simple and bulky domestic fur coats, the fur coats from Gangcheng Minghui were more stylish.
Not only are there beige plush short fur coats and fitted long fur coats, but there are also black motorcycle-style leather jackets and jacket-style leather coats to choose from. Each piece is as fashionable as the clothes worn by the male and female protagonists in Hong Kong dramas.
"Boss, how much is this short fur coat?" Chen Zhuyu asked.
The boss glanced at her, but his expression wasn't particularly warm.
"Single item: 200 yuan; wholesale: 120 yuan; minimum order 10 items!"
Shen Zhuyu was shocked by the high price. No wonder these people were grouping up to place an order. It would cost 1,200 yuan to buy 10 pieces of clothing wholesale. If they couldn't sell them, they would be stuck with them.
"With such a high price, who would buy it?" Shen Zhuyu said.
Chu Yu, however, touched the fur coat to examine its workmanship.
The stitching is exquisite, the fur is thick, it doesn't shed or have any odor, and the color saturation isn't too high, showing that the dyeing process was meticulous.
Chu Yu was thrilled to find such a fine product in Guangzhou. She wanted this as her store's prized possession: a classic design, an expensive price that ordinary people couldn't afford, giving customers who could afford it a sense of superiority.
"How many do you want?" Chu Yu asked.
“I’ll take two of each of them, and one for each of them,” the older woman said.
"Give me the money, and I'll go get the goods."
The group pooled their money and gave it to Chu Yu. Chu Yu then found the shop owner and pointed to the five different items on the wall.
"Please get me 10 of each, and 20 of these mid-length long fur coats."
The shop owner glanced at her. His shop relied on repeat customers; fur coats, unlike other clothing, were prone to extremes. High-end women's clothing stores had accumulated a large customer base of high-spending customers, and they couldn't keep up with demand, restocking every three to five days. Shops that relied on volume, with their established customer base, wouldn't sell a single fur coat in a month, and even selling at a loss would be considered too expensive by customers.
This stuff is something that people who know about it love, but people who don't understand it won't understand no matter how you explain it. The boss thought Chu Yu didn't know anything about it, but who knew she would buy 70 pieces at once.
"Young man, why are you buying so much stock? Which city is your store in? How big is it? How can you make so much money?" the older woman pressed.
Chu Yu didn't answer. She gave them five fur coats, and the rest of the goods were still sent back by Dai Donglin's convoy. She then took Chen Zhuyu to the fabric market.
Chu Yu had always wanted to come to the wholesale market in Guangzhou. Things had to be done one step at a time. Since Chu Yu's women's clothing store hadn't opened yet, she naturally couldn't abandon women's clothing to make fabrics, but she could bring some fabrics back to try selling.
He still had 2,000 yuan on him, enough to take a few bolts of cloth back with him.
The fabric wholesale market is much more monotonous than the clothing market, with stacks of fabric piled together.
The cloth was plain and didn't look special at first glance. Chu Yu's target was Dacron, and she only looked at shops that sold Dacron fabric.
"Boss, what's your wholesale price for Dacron?"
"These are three yuan a meter, these are four yuan a meter, they're all good quality materials, good for making shirts, skirts, and pants."
Dacron is only 3 yuan per meter? Dacron at Deyang Department Store sells for 15 yuan per meter and requires cloth coupons. Shu Hui bought it for 12 yuan per meter outside and said that the boss was fair in selling things. It turns out that the wholesale price of Dacron in Guangzhou is really that cheap.
He wholesaled the cloth to Deyang for 3 yuan per meter and sold it for 10 yuan per meter. He could earn 300 to 400 yuan per bolt of cloth and earn over 1,000 yuan a day by selling three bolts of cloth.
Selling fabric is less stressful than selling clothes. When selling clothes, you have to find ways to praise the customer's good points, but you don't need to when selling fabric. Fabric is a necessity, and even if the salesperson is a bit dull and doesn't have a silver tongue, even a mute could sell fabric.
Chu Yu wholesaled a batch of Dacron fabric and bought several children's cartoon bedding sets. Deyang is making its own bedding, and Suicheng already has complete four-piece sets. After all, it's close to the port city, and the aesthetics and quality are up to par.
Chu Yu bought a batch of samples based on their dimensions and also wholesaled a lot of imported fabrics suitable for making bedding, which she kept for decoration in the furniture store. She paid for this herself, keeping it separate from the funds she used to purchase goods for the clothing store.
When Chu Yu returned to Deyang and finished taking inventory of the goods, Deng Fangping and Shu Aiguo looked at the mountain of goods with great concern.
It's true that Chu Yu is good at making money, but opening a shop and setting up a street stall are two different things. Deng Fangping doesn't even want to think about what will happen if she can't sell the 50,000 yuan worth of goods she bought at once.
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