Shen Zhuyu's family is all dead, Chu Yu's family is still alive, Zhou Jian'an and Jiang Meifeng are practically dead, but Shu Hui and her uncle's family still have to save face, right?
Young girls selling erotic magazines? It's legal in Hong Kong and Japan, but it's just skirting the law in our own country. If they don't investigate, fines are fined, and imprisonment is the worst-case scenario if they're caught in a crackdown!
There are countless ways to make money, why take such a risk?
"I don't need it. I advise you to stop as soon as possible. A crackdown is coming soon, so you'd better take it easy!"
Shen Zhuyu pondered her words, "I didn't do anything wrong. I'm not the only one selling this on the street. If I stopped selling it, those boys would be devastated if they couldn't buy the latest magazines! I guess I'm doing a good deed for society!"
Chu Yu was too lazy to talk to her anymore. She didn't want to share an order with Shen Zhuyu. Since Shen Zhuyu couldn't finish all the goods, she went to the market with her.
Chu Yu lingered in front of the stalls selling skirts. All the stalls were crowded with people, except for one stall on the side where the flow of people was slightly less.
As Chu Yu was about to walk past, she caught a glimpse of a polyester pleated skirt out of the corner of her eye. It was white with purple, red, and blue flowers printed on it, and covered by a layer of white gauze. The vibrant flowers inside peeked through the gauze, appearing hazy and exceptionally beautiful!
This dress would be considered fashionable even 20 years from now, let alone in the 1980s!
Chu Yu touched the fabric. With the petticoat, she wasn't afraid of being exposed. There was plenty of fabric, and the pleats wouldn't stretch when she wore it. The design clearly wasn't from a small domestic factory; it looked like the high-end women's clothing that was out of reach in luxury stores in later generations.
No matter how you look at it, you can't find any fault with it!
"Boss, this dress of yours is something special!"
The boss was quite happy to have found someone who appreciated his work.
“Young lady, you know your stuff! This dress of mine is made with Italian imported machinery, fabric smuggled from Taiwan, and a design inspired by the Champs-Élysées in France. You could say that this unassuming dress combines the wisdom of China, France, and Italy! It's unique not only in China, but also abroad!”
Sourcing goods isn't about the boss's words, but about using your eyes. Why is it that some people make a fortune selling clothes while others have to close down? You need both a good eye and industry knowledge to go far.
Although Chu Yu was not an expert in the field, she had years of experience in foreign trade exports and the insight accumulated from her past life, so she took a liking to the dresses from this store!
How much is this dress?
"20 yuan per pack if bought individually! 15 yuan for 50 packs or more!"
"15 yuan?"
Shen Zhuyu's eyes widened! Look! What did she say? Selling erotic magazines is still the more reliable option!
"Why don't you just rob someone! You're asking 15 yuan for a dress wholesale? You'll have to sell it for at least 30 yuan! A dress only costs 20 yuan at the department store. You're leaving us small business owners no way out!"
Shen Zhuyu also has a straightforward temper, and she offended the boss with just one sentence.
Fortunately, the boss genuinely wanted to do business.
“Girl, the costs are high! The dress isn’t worth that much, but this machine cost me over ten thousand! I also have to pay my informant in Paris every month, and I have to find ships to buy imported fabric… I have to factor that cost into the inventory.”
"Hmph! That's still too expensive! Make it cheaper!"
Boss: "Our prices are fixed; we can't lower them!"
Chu Yu knew these dresses weren't cheap, but in the market, the more expensive the item, the better it sells and the higher the profit. She herself was a living advertisement; once she put on these dresses, she wasn't afraid they wouldn't sell!
"Boss, give me 50!"
The shopkeeper exclaimed excitedly, "Okay, I'll get it for you right away!"
Shen Zhuyu kept repeating, "50 items is 750 yuan! 750 yuan can buy at least 200 magazines! If you make 20 yuan per magazine, you can still make 4,000 yuan! You can make that much selling clothes?"
Chu Yu spent 50 cents to find a pushcart to follow him.
"Yes, I made 4,000 in one go, 8,000 in two. With enough capital, I smuggled some electrical appliances and cigarettes. If that didn't work, I went abroad to trade rockets and cannons! But I ended up in jail! Jail time, house raid, ten years of hard work for nothing, and I regretted it in jail—I wish I hadn't sold those pornographic magazines back then!"
Chen Zhuyu choked for a moment.
Chu Yu stopped in front of the bell-bottoms stall again.
Bell-bottoms are an imported item, designed by a French designer based on British naval uniforms. Elvis Presley's iconic style popularized bell-bottoms worldwide. my country's reform and opening up came later, and they have only become popular in major cities in recent years.
Originally, women's trousers mostly opened from the side, while bell-bottoms, regardless of gender, had zippers in the front. This drew condemnation from traditionalists, but it did not stop young people's enthusiasm for wearing bell-bottoms.
Regular jeans on the market are priced between 25 and 30 yuan. Department stores don't care about streetwear and rarely sell jeans.
The wholesale price here is 14 yuan for 100 pieces or more! Men's and women's styles are the same price, and mixed orders are allowed!
Shen Zhuyu leaned close to Chu Yu's ear and asked, "How many are you planning to buy?"
"Let's make 100!"
"Could you give me 20?" Shen Zhuyu blinked.
This girl was a bit too outgoing, and Chu Yu, who was not related to her, did not want to get too close to her, but she did not refuse, as 100 items were indeed a bit too many for her.
She wanted to save some money to buy other things. Small commodities were popular in Vancouver, and the temple fair had a large flow of people. Buying accessories such as headbands, hair clips, earrings, and sunglasses would definitely be easy to sell in large quantities!
It was already daylight. After the two of them split the bill and paid, Chen Zhuyu pointed outside:
"Come on! I'll treat you to the rest of the meal!"
"We're not related, so you don't need to treat us. Let's each pay our own way!"
Chu Yu insisted, and Shen Zhuyu couldn't say anything else. The two found a snack shop frequented by locals, each ordered a serving of lean meatballs, and then shared a bowl of pig offal noodles.
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