It was half past seven in the evening.

The two No. 5 batteries were depleted, and the Walkman was no longer sound.

But Wang Qiang didn't shout the stall number, the crowd in front of the stall was still endless, someone in front of him just left, and someone on the back foot followed.

Not to mention that the eyes of a few stalls nearby were straight, even Wang Qiang himself had never come back to his senses, he had only one thought in his heart, it was better to play music just now to attract people to come, what is going on now?

Taking advantage of the music just now, more than a dozen pairs of jeans were sold in an hour, and three Walkmans were also sold.

You must know that he is now selling jeans and walkmans, not a robbery, for example, when the Japanese tsunami, domestic edible salt was robbed, because everyone was worried that the seawater would be polluted by nuclear power plants, and the reproduced salt would contain radiation.

But now that they don't shout trumpets and don't play songs, why are so many people coming?

Do you still gather in front of the stall one by one to pick and choose?

There is no reason at all, is there something supernatural going on?

No, there must be a reason.

Business comes to the door, greet first.

Before he could say hello, Wang Qiangbian learned the reason from a mother and son who had just squeezed over.

"Mom, look, it's over here, the Walkman who just said it would only cost 100 yuan must be here, and the sign says it. The fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy took his mother's hand and said coquettishly in Shanghai: "I want to listen to it." ”

"Is it really only a hundred?" said the mother, who remained skeptical, "and the store sells hundreds, and I tell you, if it's more than a hundred, you'll think about it." ”

Although 100 yuan is a lot of money in today's era, it is still within the affordability range, and the price is several times cheaper than that of the store, so it is natural to attract customers.

Wang Qiang figured it out, co-authoring because of the customers attracted by word of mouth, it is very obvious, the north square is densely packed with people, and there are so many people around just now, for Wang Qiang's Walkman at a super low price, it must feel fresh, and people's talk about new things will not be low, even if they didn't buy anything just now, after leaving, they will be curious when they hear it.

Walkman for only a hundred?

How can it be so cheap?

Especially those young people are already very greedy for some trendy things, but they can't afford to buy them, just like someone can't afford to buy brand-name clothes, why should they buy high-imitation brand-name brands? Because high-imitation brand-name brands are cheap, they look similar to the real thing, and they can satisfy vanity. In the same way, Wang Qiang's Walkman is like a high-imitation brand, compared to the real Walkman in the store, the price is so low that it makes people feel excited, and naturally someone will come to find out.

The mother came up and said, "Young man, the Walkman only needs a hundred?"

Wang Qiang was stunned, and when he heard the voice, he immediately smiled and said, "Yes, only a hundred." ”

The woman questioned: "Shouldn't there be a quality problem with such a cheap price?"

"Eldest sister, I don't want you to say that. Wang Qiang ran out of batteries in his pocket, so he had to say to the old man who was selling tea eggs not far away: "Uncle, did I play the song for more than an hour on the Walkman just now?"

The old man was very face-saving, and said in a loud voice: "Yes, I just listened to it, who wants to run out of power." ”

The son argued: "Mom, I want a Walkman, I want a Walkman, you buy it for me." ”

The woman hesitated, took out five yuan from her pocket and said to her son: "Go to the small store and buy two batteries, if it's really okay, we'll buy it." ”

When her son heard this, he took the money and turned around and left.

Wang Qiang hurriedly shouted, "No. 5 battery, help me bring two and come back to give you money." ”

"Okay. ”

The young people who were a little hesitant to surround them, seeing that someone took the initiative to test, they were not in a hurry, many people wanted to buy before, but they had the same questions as the woman who asked the price, what should I do if I can't buy it home?

A girl in a pink dress: "If it's really okay, I'll buy one." ”

The little yellow hair in the shirt next to him wiped his hands, "It's worth it to buy a Walkman for a hundred, but let's see if it works." ”

Wang Qiang glanced at everyone's interest, and said loudly: "Everyone, I will ask people to bring the battery back, who wants to buy the Walkman later, you can try the battery first to see if it works, and then give the money." ”

"Good. ”

"Big brother is kind. ”

"Cheng, then let's wait. ”

After a while, the woman's son hurriedly ran back from a distance, holding four No. 5 batteries in his hands.

Wang Qiang took out a blue walkman from it and asked, "Is this okay?"

"Yes, you can. ”

Wang Qiang handed it over, took out the Little Tigers tape and handed it over, "You try." ”

The woman clumsily wanted to install the battery, but her son snatched it, put the battery and tape into it in three or two clicks, and then pressed the play button, which happened to play the chorus part of "Butterfly Flying": "I slowly weave a picture of the years, and the dream is the wings of a butterfly......"

Her son immediately shouted, "Little Tigers, I like it, I like it, buy this tape together." ”

The woman said in disgust: "You still want it after it's been opened?"

Wang Qiang immediately said: "That's it, you give me a hundred, and the tape will be your son's money to buy batteries for me, okay?"

The woman immediately smiled and said, "What's so embarrassing?" she said, took out her wallet from her bag, and pulled out a hundred yuan, "Thank you." ”

After taking the money, Wang Qiang smiled and said, "I should thank you." ”

Her son pulled the headphones out of the box and shook his head in his ear.

The mother and son are gone.

Others couldn't bear it.

"Hey, big brother help me get one. A young man who looked anxious shouted.

Sweat.

You still call me big brother when you're thirty years old?

Wang Qiang complained in his heart, his hand movements did not stop, he took out a Walkman and put it in the battery for the young man to try, and for this reason he opened a box of Jacky Cheung's tapes, and the first song was "Kiss Goodbye".

As a result, the young man who looked quite anxious bought it with the tape.

Originally, the tape was sent, but Wang Qiang didn't make any black money, so he sold it for two yuan a box.

"Get me a Walkman. ”

"A hundred, huh? ”

"Take me the box of Andy Lau's tapes. ”

"Can jeans be cheaper? I'll take three pairs. ”

For a while, Wang Qiang's booth was full of customers' voices, some people bought Walkmans, some people bought jeans, and he was busy sweating.

Of course, there are still many people who don't buy just asking the price, and don't know what to do.

This continued until about nine o'clock in the evening.

At this time, there were only five or six jeans left in front of Wang Qiang's stall that had not been sold, and the Walkman had sold more than a dozen.

Seeing that the flow of people was deserted at this time.

He was ready to close the stall, throwing the walkman and pants into a snakeskin bag and a roll of cardboard.

Wang Qiang put under his armpit, walked to the old man who sold tea and eggs, and thanked: "Uncle, thank you just now." ”

The old man sat on the small bench and said with a smile: "No, no, no, it's a gesture." ”

Although he only helped, Wang Qiang was really grateful, pretended to touch his stomach, and said, "I'm a little hungry, bring me five tea eggs." ”

"Done. Seeing that he was taking care of the business, the old man was very happy, picked up the iron spoon and scooped up the tea eggs that were boiled "with the skin open and the flesh blooming", and said in his mouth: "Young man, you can do it, the thief who shouted casually just now is interesting, how did you come up with it?"

Wang Qiang smiled and said: "Just make it up, whatever you want." "Not to mention, this tea egg is so fragrant, he is a little hungry.

"A piece of five. The old man handed over the bag.

Wang Qiang took out two yuan from his pocket and handed it over, took back five cents to change, and then peeled off the tea eggs and eggshells, which were already boiled red, and took a bite full of fragrance.

Eating tea eggs, a funny rumor suddenly popped up in his mind, as if in 91 or when someone said that the mainland could not afford to eat tea eggs, in fact, this is pure nonsense, in 91 and 92, the tea egg was only two cents a piece, even if the family was poor, it was impossible to not pay two cents, right?

However, the side reflected that the country was really poor at that time.

Wang Qiang is very happy about tonight's harvest.

Why?

Hey, because I got the tea eggs.

I also eat five at a time, who dares to say that we can't afford to eat tea eggs?