Chapter 120: The Follow-up (Seeking Perfection)

You know, people like them who are speculative will never collect tickets in the pigeon market, because the tickets in the pigeon market are too expensive, and there is no profit at all.

Everyone will go to the streets and alleys to collect, the price is cheap, and then come to the pigeon market to sell, so that a month, an average of two or three dollars a day, if you meet a large household, you may earn more.

Of course, this is when the business is not bad, if the business is not good, it may earn an average of one or two yuan a day, but this is not bad, no matter what, it is better than going to work.

"Uncle, it won't be wrong, I do go with you, but I don't go down to collect tickets, I only collect them in the pigeon market, and I can't help it." ”

Ye Lin is right, he really can't help it, because he doesn't have channels and ways like this other person, if he is allowed to go through the streets and alleys to collect tickets, he may not be able to collect a pound a day.

Like this uncle, he has been doing it for many years, and he has his own place wherever he goes to collect tickets, and there are some factories or units or something, but these Ye Lin don't have them, so let him go down to collect tickets, and he can only have a black eye.

When the uncle heard Ye Lin say this, he looked at Ye Lin's age again, and seemed to understand something, nodded and said, "But you don't make money like this! The cost of collecting tickets here is too high, and there is no profit at all." ”

"I know, don't you try it first! Maybe after I work for a while, I'll have my own way. ”

"That's just as well. Uncle nodded.

"Uncle, have you ever thought of selling me all these tickets of yours?"

After being in contact with Chen Jing for a long time, Ye Lin is now more and more good at doing business, but he is still the kind of person who draws inferences, of course, this still depends on Ye Lin's more eloquent mouth to fool.

"Sell it to you, what are you kidding, what am I going to do when I sell it to you?"

The uncle thought that Ye Lin was joking with him, but was Ye Lin really just joking? Of course not. What Ye Lin said was absolutely true, and he had already thought of what he said.

"Uncle, why don't you decide after listening to me?"

Ye Lin's eloquence is very good, as long as he has a plan, or even a goal, then it is definitely a set, you know, in Ye Lin's previous life, he participated in many debates, and when it comes to eloquence, he definitely didn't say it.

The uncle was probably annoyed, smiled and said, "Okay, you say, I'll listen." ”

To say that this uncle's belly is really good, if it were a different person, Ye Lin might have been driven away by now, he is cutting off people's money, but the uncle didn't, and the uncle thought he was joking.

"Uncle, I want to ask, how much did you collect this local food stamp? Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else, I just want to settle accounts with you. ”

To be honest, Ye Lin was a little reckless, and directly asked people how much money they collected for tickets, this was to find out other people's secrets, but there was no way, he had to know this, otherwise he couldn't continue to fool.

Fortunately, Ye Lin is young, and the uncle does not have the same knowledge as him, if Mr. Ye is a young man or a middle-aged man, it is estimated that the uncle has already driven him away at this time.

"I said you're kid...... Never mind. The uncle shook his head and said, "Seeing that you are a child, I will tell you, local food stamps, if you go down to collect them, the price is not fixed, there are one cents and three cents, one and four cents, but this is very few, most of them are one and a half cents, of course, if you encounter difficult ones, you will also receive one cent and six cents." ”

Hearing what the uncle said, Ye Lin touched his chin and thought about it and said, "That is to say, the average is about one and a half cents." ”

"Not bad. Uncle nodded.

After getting the uncle's confirmation, Ye Lin asked again: "Uncle, if you go down to collect tickets, how many tickets can you collect in a day?"

"This is uncertain, sometimes more, sometimes less, let's put it this way, if you go down to collect tickets, you can probably receive more than 100 catties of local food stamps a day, as well as some vegetable stamps, cloth stamps, meat stamps or something. ”

"Then how long does it take for you to sell these tickets after they are collected?"

"Two days. ”

Uncle is also a chatty person, and he was a little wary of Ye Lin at first, but after chatting, he told Ye Lin everything that should be said and what should not be said, of course, this may also be because of Ye Lin's young age, which made the uncle unguarded.

"That means you go down to collect it for a day, and when you come back, you have to sell it for two days?"

"That's right. The uncle nodded and said, "That's right." ”

"And how much money can you make in these three days?"

Ye Lin asked the uncle about the sensitive place again, and the uncle glanced at Ye Lin and said with a wry smile: "I can probably earn a dozen yuan." ”

"Ten bucks. Ye Lin said without thinking about it: "Then that means an average of more than three yuan a day." ”

"yes, almost. ”

"Hahaha, uncle, that's right, if you sell me these tickets, you will earn more. ”

"You kid, how can I make more? You take my tickets, they must be cheaper than me, I sell them to you cheaper, and you can make more, are you sure you're not lying to me?"

In this era, flickering is not about flickering, but about cheating, but flickering and deception are two concepts, one has no malice, and the other has malice, just like Ye Lin is now fooling this uncle, but there is no malice.

"Uncle, what am I lying to you for, do you think, the tickets you collect in one day are sold out in two days, and you earn ten yuan, that is, it is equivalent to collecting two hundred catties of local food stamps. ”

Ye Lin also converted other tickets into local food stamps, the local food stamps collected by the uncle averaged one dime and five pounds, sold for two cents a catty, and two hundred catties of food stamps just earned ten yuan, that is, the money earned by the uncle in three days.

"That's right. Uncle nodded.

"That's right, uncle, although I can't give it to you at the price you sell, but I can give it to you at the price of a pound of local food stamps and eight cents, and ......"

"What, a dime, little friend, can you please stop kidding. Before Ye Lin could finish speaking, he was interrupted by his uncle.

"Uncle, listen to me first. ”

"Okay, you say. ”

"Yes, the price of one dime is not as high as the price you sell, but don't forget, you don't need to sell it, just collect two hundred catties of local food stamps a day, and six hundred catties in three days, even if there are no six hundred catties, five hundred catties is no problem!"

The uncle saw that Ye Lin had stopped when he said this, so he said, "You go on." ”

"Uncle, you take five cents, I collect yours one dime, watching you earn two cents less per catty, but in fact, you earn more, just calculate it according to the five hundred catties you receive in three days, that is the income of fifteen yuan. ”

"Hmm. The uncle nodded and said, "Go on!"

"What's more, you just have to collect it in the future, you don't need to worry about not being able to sell it at all, and I've heard others say that people like you collect tickets outside, and they don't dare to accept it when they meet that kind of big household, I don't know if there is such a thing. ”

"Yes, there is such a thing, but there is no way, those are really big households, the reason why we dare not accept it is not that we are afraid that we will not be able to sell it, but that there is not so much money, and there is so much money pressed on these tickets, and our hearts are not steady. ”

"Uncle, if you cooperate with me, you don't need to worry about these at all, as long as you give me the ticket, I will give you money immediately, and yes, if you meet those really big households, you can also tell me, I will collect it, give the other party money according to your price, and when I come back, I will make up the difference to you at the price of one dime." ”

"Well, let me think about it. ”

Hearing what the uncle said, Ye Lin shook his head, people in this era are really, what else is there to consider, Ye Lin has already said it so clearly, if it is replaced by Ye Lin, he will agree without saying a word.

But Ye Lin also understands that the uncle must have his own concerns, so Ye Lin can't chase it so quickly, or give the uncle some time to think about it, anyway, he doesn't care about this day and a half day.

"Uncle like this, you think about it, I'll come back to you another day. ”

"Okay, let's talk about that another day. ”

"Hmm. ”

Ye Lin left the uncle's stall and began to wander around the entire pigeon market, he was not wandering around, but collecting things, of course, the industry, Ye Lin only found out today that the industry sold in the pigeon market outside Yongding Gate was two cents cheaper than that of Deshengmen.

Fortunately, there is not much difference, otherwise there would be nothing to do with him, don't say that the people over there in Deshengmen know the price here, even if they do, it's nothing, you must know that Ye Lin has received industry in Deshengmen before, and it is a piece of eight income.

The whole pigeon market is also collected by him alone, because other people do not collect at all, this is normal, a piece of eight income is too little profit, and people have a way, do not worry about the source of goods at all.

One morning, Ye Lin turned around the pigeon market, this is not a quick turn, but every stall stopped to see, a morning did not receive a single ticket, but the industry let Ye Lin receive more than fifty.

I didn't dare to think about this before, Ye Lin wanted to buy a bicycle for his mother, but it took many days to receive a dozen tickets, and it seems that he can only really receive things from the hands of these speculators.

Ye Lin didn't go home at noon, he found a place where no one was there to eat something, Ye Lin rode his bicycle to Fuchengmen, and in the afternoon he was going to take a look at Fuchengmen.

There is no way, even if he stays here in Yongdingmen now, it is useless, because the industry of the entire market is in his hands, even if he wants to buy it again, it will only be available tomorrow.

Before entering the pigeon market, Ye Lin put away the bicycle, no way, he is not selling things now, he stays in one place when he sells things, it doesn't matter if he has a bicycle or not.

But now he's here to buy something, and it's inconvenient to go around the market, and it's inconvenient to push a bicycle.

"Comrade, how much is this industry?" Ye Lin asked when he came to a young man's stall and pointed to a few industrial sheets on his stall.

The young man raised his head and glanced at Ye Lin, then lowered his head and said while packing up his things: "Two yuan a piece." ”