"What are you doing with so many calendars?"

"Sell! Let's go to a stall to sell calendars, we should be able to make a lot of money!" Zhang Junping shrugged and smiled.

"Zhang Junping, do you think the wall calendar is so easy to sell? You go and inquire, how many people will buy the wall calendar!

Don't look at those printing houses that are starting to print wall calendars now, most of those wall calendars are printed for various units.

Now all units, factories who do not issue calendars for the New Year?

There are a lot of people, there are several wall calendars in the family, who do you print the wall calendars to sell to?" Liu Zhengwen almost laughed at Zhang Junping's whim.

"There are still calendars sold in the market, right?"

"Yes, the wall calendars printed by the printing house every year, in addition to the ones ordered by the factories of various units, will print a lot more, send them to department stores, supply and marketing cooperatives to sell, and will also wholesale to individuals to sell, but there will be a lot of them left every year!" Liu Zhengwen hit Zhang Junping's illusion hard.

In Liu Zhengwen's view, this is an unrealistic fantasy.

"Lao Liu, don't worry, listen to me!

How much do they cost to print a leaflet?" Zhang Junping asked with a smile.

"Five thousand seals, one cent and five sheets! Three thousand seals are two cents a piece!" Liu Zhengwen replied angrily.

This price is indeed expensive enough, and the single-page wall calendars issued by Xinhua Bookstore only sell for more than two cents.

"How much does it cost to print that kind of one-sheet wall calendar?" Zhang Junping nodded and asked again.

"That depends on how much you print, if you print 10,000 or 20,000 copies, it is estimated that you can print it for one dime and three cents!" Liu Zhengwen looked at Zhang Junping suspiciously, not knowing what he thought.

"You see, it's more appropriate to print a wall calendar than a leaflet, right?"

"You're not thinking about which calendar to use as a leaflet, are you?"

"Send a part, sell a part!"

"Who are you selling to?"

"You guys take it to the market and sell it!"

"You let us go to the market and set up a stall to sell calendars?" Liu Zhengwen looked at Zhang Junping with wide eyes, as if he was looking at aliens.

Are they college students, future artists, and let them go to the market and set up stalls to sell calendars?

If it weren't for his daughter-in-law working in Zhang Junping's shop, Liu Zhengwen would have wanted to scold.

"Why can't you set up a stall to sell calendars? You must understand that this is a work-study program and an experience of life!

If you don't experience the hardships of the working people, how can you create works that are popular with the working people?"

"It's okay to experience the life of working people, but you can sell wall calendars, which are second-hand dealers, and it's speculation!"

"How can selling wall calendars be regarded as speculation? At most, they are small traders, since we are experiencing life, then all walks of life must experience it, and life experience can be increased!" Zhang Junping flickered Liu Zhengwen hard.

"The key is that no one wants it! As I said just now, people distribute them in units and factories, and the wall calendars in Xinhua Bookstore can't be sold, let alone us!"

"Whether the calendar is sold or not, it depends on the capacity, those landscape paintings, ladies' pictures, and revolutionary ...... , naturally not easy to sell!

I'll draw one, and you'll see if I can sell it!" Zhang Junping said, finding a sketchpad and starting to paint.

After a while, a picture of a bikini beauty was sketched out by Zhang Junping, put down the pen, and asked with a smile: "Can such a wall calendar be sold?"

Liu Zhengwen looked at the sketch drawn by Zhang Junping and swallowed his saliva, "I don't know if I can sell it, but I will be arrested as a hooligan!"

Zhang Junping smiled, changed to a sketch paper, and drew one again, this time it was no longer a bikini, but a young girl in a dress sitting on the sofa, with clever eyes, thousands of postures, and moving.

"And what if that's the case?"

"This ...... Well, I admit it, if it's such a wall calendar, I'll definitely buy it!" Liu Zhengwen stared at it for a while, and said convincingly.

"This dress is so beautiful, how can it be sold?" Huang Juan saw Zhang Junping and Liu Zhengwen whispering there, and walked over curiously, and was attracted by the dress of the girl in the painting at a glance.

Zhang Junping was speechless, he obviously painted furniture, and the most prominent thing was furniture, but in Liu Zhengwen's eyes, he only saw beautiful women, and in Huang Juan's eyes, he saw dresses.

"Sister-in-law, even if you want to buy this dress, you will have to wait until next year!" Zhang Junping replied with a smile, changed to another piece of sketch paper, and continued to paint.

This time, Zhang Junping also depicts a young girl, wearing no longer a dress, but a long-sleeved shirt and slim trousers, showing the beauty of the woman's curves, and the background is a large wardrobe, the girl stands in front of the big wardrobe and looks forward to life, "What about this?"

Liu Zhengwen swallowed his saliva quietly, glanced at his daughter-in-law standing beside him, and glared at Zhang Junping with resentment, can such a topic be discussed in front of his daughter-in-law?

"Brother Zhang, what are you guys discussing?"

"Sister-in-law, I'm not going to print a wall calendar, one can be used as a gift to send to customers, and the other can also be taken out to sell a part, so that Lao Liu and they can earn some pocket money!

I'm asking for Lao Liu's opinion, it just so happens that sister-in-law you're here, you also give advice, can such a wall calendar be sold?"

"Is it all like this?"

"It's just a draft, I'll go back and ask the senior brother who painted the oil painting to redraw it to ensure that the painting is as realistic as the photo!"

"If that's the case, it will definitely be sold, as long as it's a man, he'll spend money to buy it!" Huang Juan said as she glanced at Liu Zhengwen fiercely.

What is the difference between the old lady's figure and appearance and the woman in the painting? The clothes are not as good-looking as the woman in the painting, you are a useless thing, you actually look at the painting and drool, see how I clean you up at night.

"It's still my sister-in-law who has a vision, so this matter is decided!

Lao Liu, go back and contact the printing house, and I'll find my senior brother to draw the template!"

"Zhang Junping, are you really going to let us set up a stall to sell calendars?"

"Let you go to the stall to sell the calendar, that's a joke, you don't have to worry about the sale of the calendar, I have my own channels!" Zhang Junping smiled and comforted.

Asking Liu Zhengwen and them to set up a stall to sell wall calendars is not overkill? The key is that it is not easy to use.

Wait for the wall calendar to be printed, throw it to Ye Jing, and give it to Silk Street to be distributed, one or two hundred thousand wall calendars, isn't it extremely easy?

The current atmosphere in China is still very conservative, and it will take three or four years for a wall calendar with a beautiful woman as the theme to appear.

The key is that each of the beautiful pictures drawn by Zhang Junping is tightly wrapped, and no one can say anything, but it skillfully shows the charm of women to the fullest.

Looking at Liu Zhengwen's performance, you can know that he drools in front of his wife, and such a wall calendar is in demand on the market.

"Okay, I'll go and contact the printing house!" Liu Zhengwen said and prepared to get up.

"Lao Liu, what time is it? The printing house should also get off work, let's go back tomorrow!" Zhang Junping stopped Liu Zhengwen.

"By the way, there is one more thing, printing a wall calendar costs a lot of money, you have so much money?" Liu Zhengwen was stopped by Zhang Junping, remembering a very realistic thing.

"Oh, why are you twisting me?" Liu Zhengwen twisted Huang Juan as soon as he finished asking.