Chapter 8: The Opportunity for the First Pot of Gold

All the way, in less than twenty minutes, Lu Chen arrived at the Guanbei market, and he needed to confirm the situation of the shop.

Stepping up to the second floor, Lu Chen saw Zhang Hu wearing waterproof clothes, sitting in front of the fish stall with his feet open, with a cigarette in his mouth, and a knife in his hand skillfully killing fish, but his face was bored.

"Eh, boss, give me that perch ......"

"This?"

"No, the one in your hand over there rolled your eyes......"

"That's it?"

"No, that'...... The dragon and the tiger swim away, your one is too thin......"

In front of the fish stall, a customer picked and chose to dislike it, Zhang Hu had displeasure on his face, but he didn't get angry, and tried to cooperate.

Lu Chen watched from afar, didn't come forward to disturb, and smoked silently, until the customer left, he stepped forward.

"Boss, bring me a sea bass, I'm going to be alive and rolling my eyes. ”

At this time, Zhang Hu was washing knives with his head down, and when he heard that someone was buying fish and was habitually going to catch fish, but when he heard the words behind him, it was obvious that the other party was playing with him, and he was about to go crazy, and when he looked up, he saw Lu Chen with a smile on his face.

"Damn, why are you kid, don't go to school to play here?"

Zhang Hu scolded.

"What's the matter? I can't come to buy fish? Hurry up, customer first, do you know how to do business. ”

Lu Chen pretended to continue to tease.

"Alright, stop making fun of me, aggrieved. ”

Zhang Hu was obviously in a bad mood, and he wasn't even in the mood to joke.

Lu Chen smiled helplessly, took out a cigarette and handed it to Zhang Hu.

Zhang Hu took it casually, didn't say anything, and clicked it.

Lu Chen looked at him with a dejected look, and asked with a smile: "How is it?

Zhang Hu took a deep breath of cigarette, pointed to everything under his eyes, and sighed: "That's it, can it be smooth?"

Lu Chen smiled, guessing that he must have had trouble with Chen Meijun again, and he didn't make any comments, he said it bluntly, this was his purpose.

At first, Zhang Hu was a little surprised, thinking that Lu Chen was joking, and after figuring out Lu Chen's determination, Zhang Hu still took him to find Uncle Gen.

In the end, I really found a shop in the Kanbei market, located in the north corner of the Jiangbei market, by the inner street, about 40 square meters, the pattern is a little unsightly, many water chestnuts, if it is a normal business, it must be disgusted, but for Lu Chen, it has nothing to do.

"Uncle Gen, how much is the rent of this shop? I have not been renting it for a long time, only about a month. ”

Lu Chen took out a cigarette, sent it around, and asked casually.

"Alas, you can't rent it out anyway, if you want to use it, just use it casually, what kind of rent to talk about. ”

Uncle Gen took the cigarette and said indifferently.

"That's not good, people are favors, accounts should be clear, as much as they should be. ”

Lu Chen knew that the business would definitely be hot at that time, and the procedures must be clear and clear, so as to save people from looking for trouble.

Uncle Gen didn't think about this, but the acquaintances were a little embarrassed, so he simply looked at Zhang Hu.

Seeing Zhang Hu nodding, he probably meant the same thing, so he smiled and said, "Okay, then it means, you can give as much as you want." ”

Lu Chen didn't speak, just stretched out his palm and parted his five fingers.

"No, 500 is too much, this place is definitely not worth so much money. ”

Uncle Gen repeatedly refused.

"Ah, 500, isn't it 50?" Lu Chen scratched his head.

Uncle Gen: ......

Of course, in the end, Lu Chen still signed an agreement at the price of 200 yuan per month, at first Uncle Gen and Zhang Hu both said that there was no need to sign a contract, but Lu Chen did not think so, not only signed the contract, but also collected the receipt of the property.

Doing business should be formal, not personal, nor troublesome, this is the experience summarized by Lu Chen in his previous life.

After finishing the shop, Lu Chen asked Uncle Gen to arrange a few people to clean up the store, and then took Zhang Hu to the major pharmacies and grain, oil and non-staple food stores in Jiangbei City to hang out.

Zhang Hu didn't know what medicine was sold in Lu Chen's gourd, but he just followed it, the only thing he knew was that in every pharmacy, Lu Chen might buy a pack of banlangen granules, or masks, etc., and buy some white vinegar or something in the grain and oil non-staple food store.

Every time he went to a place, Lu Chen would also take out a pen and paper to record it briefly.

Fortunately, Jiangbei is a small city, in 2003 mobile phones have not yet been popularized, the Internet, communications are not developed, information asymmetry, many people still feel that SARS is out of reach, and there is no awareness.

Zhang Hu felt that Lu Chen had some secrets, something different from the past, although he was the same unruly, but he was obviously more mature and sophisticated.

"Huzi, after shopping for so long, do you have any acceptance speeches?"

At noon, the two found a food stall and ordered a few side dishes, and Lu Chen said to Zhang Hu with a hippie smile.

Looking at this harmless smiling face of humans and animals, Zhang Hu rolled his eyes.

"Thanks to the organization, I got a day that was more confusing than killing fish, and I didn't know what medicine you sold in your gourd. ”

Zhang Hu took a glass of wine, shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Haha, brother is so Huigen, he actually knows that I want to sell medicine. ”

Lu Chen poured him another glass of wine, raised his eyebrows and said.

Zhang Hu: "Selling medicine?"

Lu Chen nodded.

"That's it?"

Zhang Hu pointed to the banlangen placed on the table.

"Yes, this is a miracle medicine to make a fortune. ”

Lu Chen said with a smile, in fact, judging from Zhang Hu's expression, Lu Chen knew that the other party couldn't understand, but the more he didn't understand, the better, if it was all through the sky, he wouldn't have a chance.

After a while, Lu Chen told Zhang Hu about the plan, and they still trusted each other very much.

"Are you really sure this thing can make money?"

Zhang Hu was a little hesitant, not because he was suspicious, but because he was worried that Lu Chen would have a fight.

"It's okay, business is originally a gamble, dare to think and dare to do at least half the success, if you don't do it, that's. ”

"But I still have to go to school and take the college entrance examination, so I need your help. ”

Lu Chen was still calm and light, and he definitely had absolute confidence, but he couldn't tell the other party that he was an uncertain prophet.

Seeing Lu Chen so insistent, Zhang Hu no longer dissuaded, and only said that it was incumbent on him to help him.

After lunch, Lu Chen took Zhang Hu and continued to rush to Jiangbei Market.

Zhang Hu went back to the fish stall to help, and Lu Chen poured the shop alone.

Uncle Gen's movements were very fast, and in one morning, he arranged for someone to clean up the shop, although it was empty and the environment was not very elegant, but at least it was concise.

"It seems that something is missing, if you add more shelves and put some flower baskets, it will be hot when it opens. ”

Lu Chen exhaled the smoke and thought about it, clutching his chin.

Of course, the flower basket is unrealistic, and in the end, Lu Chen bought three old shelves in a second-hand furniture city in Jiangbei, and also borrowed a few chairs and an old table from Uncle Gen, and it was nearly five o'clock in the afternoon after tossing.

The market is not well lit, and the afterglow of the setting sun dyes half of the sky red, and a little afterglow slanted into the shop, revealing a little light in the darkness, and the cold wind blows the Buddha, with a refreshing feeling.

Lu Chen wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, looked at the decent pavement, and showed a relieved smile.

After simply packing himself up, Lu Chen rushed to the school to participate in the evening self-study, after all, his identity was still a student.