Inside.

The place is not large, about twenty flats, with a bed, a briquette stove on the balcony, and now a gas stove, next to which are black honeycomb-shaped briquettes.

Wang Qiang saw the handsome 40-year-old innkeeper sitting at the small round table, the porridge had been served, and there was a plate of salted melon and edamame on the table.

Boss Zhu had obviously eaten well and sat there watching TV.

The proprietress greeted, "There's nothing to eat." ”

"Some of the food is already very good, thank you. Wang Qiang asked the proprietress to sit down first, and then pulled a small chair to sit down.

Boss Zhu looked at Wang Qiang in wonder, and said that his mother-in-law had changed sex? He is more bold, but every time he brings his friends home for dinner, he always has to be counted down by his wife for a while.

Wang Qiang picked up the chopsticks and began to eat.

The proprietress held half a bowl of porridge that was already cold, and said, "By the way, I don't know your surname?"

"Don't be surnamed Wang, eldest sister, just call me Xiao Wang. Wang Qiang was so hungry that he replied inarticulate with a mouthful of porridge.

The proprietress took a bite and said with a smile: "Don't you see, you are young and your business is quite big, and you can make hundreds of dollars a day?"

Boss Zhu understood in an instant, this snobbish mother-in-law, but at the same time, he was very curious about Wang Qiang, he could earn hundreds of dollars a day.

In fact, Wang Qiang estimated that she heard it just now, and said vaguely while eating: "Almost, do some small business." ”

"This is still a small business? I only make 200 yuan a day by opening a hotel, and I don't even count the expenses. The proprietress said, and then she started talking, "Our Lao Zhu doesn't do anything all day long, do you see if you can take him with you?"

Wang Qiang will definitely not say anything about making money with poor information, but he is just receiving the grace of a meal, and he can't say anything about it.

He thought for a moment and asked, "How many guests can you accommodate in a day?"

Boss Zhu said casually: "When there are more, there are fifty or sixty, and when there are less, there are twenty, not far from the station, and the business is okay." ”

Wang Qiang took another sip of porridge, swallowed it, smacked his lips and said: "I'll give you two an idea, you don't think it's successful, if it succeeds, if I come to stay with you in the future, you will give me a few meals, if it doesn't work out, I didn't say it." ”

"Have a good idea, I'll give you free next time you come to stay. "The proprietress is snobbish and snobbish, and her words are quite beautiful.

Boss Zhu also looked at it, and was a little curious about what money-making ideas the young man could come up with.

"Okay, I'll tell you about it. Wang Qiang put down the dishes and chopsticks, and came up with an idea: "Since there are a lot of guests in the hotel, you can get a meal service, the price is slightly more expensive than outside, and if there are guests who come to stay, ask if you want to eat, just cook a few dishes and send them to people's rooms, I will talk nonsense, you can do it yourself." ”

When Boss Zhu heard this, his eyes lit up and said, "It seems that you can try it." ”

The proprietress also hurriedly said, "Hey, Lao Zhu, take out the braised chicken left over from last night." ”

"Good. ”

Wang Qiang stopped, a very pleasant breakfast, the proprietress did not ask him what kind of business he did, but packed the ticket, and did not charge money for the next stay.

As for whether he can remember himself next time, Wang Qiang doesn't expect it, anyway, the money for eating in the past two days should be saved.

After breakfast, he ran to the house to get some pants and a Walkman and went out, and bought a few more No. 5 batteries at a nearby shop.

……

Entrance and exit of the North Plaza.

When he arrived, the old man had already set up a stall, and when he saw Wang Qiang running over, he greeted him: "Young man, are you here?"

Wang Qiang responded while placing things away, "Hey, good morning, uncle." ”

"In the morning, the sun is all on the butt. The old man said with a smile.

Set up the stall while chatting.

With yesterday's experience, Wang Qiang turned on the Walkman and played Faye Wong's songs, the first one was "The Woman Who Was Easily Hurt" that he had heard before, and then squatted there and chatted with the old man.

At first, the old man didn't talk much, talking and talking, how many comrades-in-arms had died in the previous war, and what Vietnamese devils, children, and women stabbed in the back.

Wang Qiang listened with relish.

Listening, there are gradually more people in front of the stall, and the situation is similar to last night, basically they are all young.

One of the girls, who was in good shape and had a lot of freckles on her face, asked, "Walkman a hundred?"

Wang Qiang stopped talking to the old man, looked up, and the smile that had always been harmless to humans and animals appeared, "Yes." ”

The freckled girl questioned a little: "There are hundreds in the store, why do you only sell a hundred?"

Wang Qiang picked up the Walkman that was playing and pointed and said: "You can only play songs, you can't record them, so they sell it cheaply, if you want one, it's only a hundred." ”

The freckled girl struggled, "Can it be cheaper?"

Wang Qiang shook his head, "One hundred yuan is very cheap, I have to buy ninety, and I have to pay for the journey, so I really don't make you money." "The actual purchase price is thirty, but he certainly won't say, and no one who does business will say the true cost.

The old man helped: "Hurry up, girl, you want to buy it, a lot of people bought it last night, and now there are few of them here, don't wait until they sell out, if you want to buy it again, it's gone." ”

The freckled girl bit her lip and hesitated, a little reluctant to give out a hundred yuan, but her eyes revealed a very loving look.

Seeing her like this, Wang Qiang's joke came again, "If you don't buy it, I won't persuade it, whoever buys it is foreign, the general has a horse and the general rides, the soldier is in a hurry if he doesn't have a horse, if you want to buy it, hurry up, don't miss the opportunity, the opportunity is not every day, shoot when you should shoot, and break into Kyushu in a hurry......" After saying this, he realized that he was wrong, and blamed Liu Huan's "Song of the Heroes" for being too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

In fact, the song didn't come out until '98, and no one has heard it now.

The freckled girl burst out laughing, "You're pretty funny." Her hesitation was dispelled, and she pulled her small purse out of her pocket, "Take one." ”

"Okay, do you want a tape? Two dollars a box. Wang Qiang brought her a pink Walkman and sold the tape.

The sparrow-spotted girl spent a hundred yuan, and she didn't care about spending two more yuan, "Is there Yang Yuying?"

Now Yang Yuying is very popular, and many girls like to listen to her songs.

"Nope. Wang Qiang recommended: "Do you want Lin Zhiying or Zhou Huajian?"

"Lin Zhiying is good, Lin Zhiying is good, I want Lin Zhiying. The freckled girl immediately changed her mind.

Deal, one hundred and two yuan in hand.

As soon as the freckled girl left, the old man said enviously: "You are really easy to make money, just a hundred yuan." ”

Wang Qiang couldn't help but laugh and said: "I also want to cost, you sell three cents for a tea egg, do you really earn three cents?"

may have been familiar with the conversation, the old man sneered and said: "You think I don't know, your cost is no more than five ......"

Wang Qiang was taken aback by him, and hurriedly shushed, he didn't expect the old man to be well-informed and vaguely have points.

"I'm old, otherwise, I'd have followed the footsteps of the chief designer to the south. The old man said leisurely.

Maybe the freckled girl got off to a good start just now.

It didn't take long for people to be attracted by the singing, some to buy jeans, and some to ask about the price of the Walkman.

"How do you sell your pants?"

"The sign says, Twenty-five. ”

"Can it be cheap?"

"If you don't make money, you will definitely go to the store to buy it for more than this price. ”

"That'...... Take one, two feet two. ”

The next customer.

"I... I'm going to... Be on Walkman. ”

"A hundred, do you want a tape?"

"To... To be weekly... Kin. ”

Well, it's a stammer, Wang Qiang was almost stammered by him.

As time went on, business got better and better.

During this period, Wang Qiang was too busy to go to lunch, so he bought a few tea eggs from the old man to fill his stomach.

At about two o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Qiang was sweating profusely, and his eyes were staring at his stall.

The remaining twenty Walkmans were sold and only one remained.

This one was not sold because of the dismantling of the song, otherwise it might have been sold, and several young people rushed over from where they heard the news, but they all showed disappointed looks when they learned that the Walkman had been sold out.

Plus it was only a few hours last night?

The Walkman was sold out?

Wang Qiang instantly felt that he had underestimated the attractiveness of the Walkman to the young man, and even regretted it a little, why didn't he take a little more before, what kind of jeans did he take? Now the jeans are only about two-fifths sold, and the speed cannot be compared with the Walkman.

At that time, he was in the spirit of not putting his eggs in the same basket, for fear that he would lose all his money.

Now where is the blood to go back, the Walkman has made him a lot of money.

Even, Wang Qiang's heart was beating uncompromisingly, knowing that he had found a good way to make a fortune.