At night.

Wang Qiang, who was lying on the bed, was still thinking about how to sell the game console.

Set up a stall near an elementary or middle school?

Do those elementary and junior high school students have that spending power?

It is estimated that there is no, the cost price of the red and white machine is fifty yuan, but it is impossible to really sell it for only fifty yuan, right?

Wang Qiang has always had a bottom line in his heart, the cost price of 50 yuan from the south is 50 yuan, so at least quadruple, it cannot be less than 150 yuan.

And elementary and middle school students basically can't come up with so much money.

As for those parents, it is even less likely that they will pay for their children to buy harmful game consoles.

For a while, he didn't know what to do, and he couldn't take it to the mall like the last time he did jeans and ask the boss if he wanted it, right? Not only would he not be able to sell it for too much money, but the boss was not as familiar with Boss Zhu as Boss Yao, so it was very likely that he wouldn't be able to get rid of it at a low price even if he wanted to.

The white moonlight spread in from the glass window like mercury, covering the ground, illuminating Wang Qiang, who was lying on the bed with his eyes wide open, listening to the sound of crickets in his ears, he sighed heavily, "Alas. ”

Can't think of a way.

He was troubled with insomnia.

……

The next day, early in the morning.

Knock knock.

The voice of the proprietress came from outside, "Xiao Wang, get up for breakfast." ”

Wang Qiang, who didn't sleep until the second half of the night, was awakened, struggled to open his eyes, and replied, "Get up." ”

"Hurry up, I've fried bamboo shoots. ”

The tapping and tapping footsteps are far away.

Didn't sleep well, Wang Qiang got up from the bed in a state of malaise, even if there was not much to do for a while, he still had to sell the walkman first, and tomorrow he had to check the appearance of the city and couldn't go to the North Square to set up a stall, while there was still one day, he could sell as much as he could.

He brushed his teeth and washed his face, and by the way, washed his head to sober up.

Downstairs.

Boss Zhu was brushing his teeth by the balcony, and when he turned around, he was startled when he saw Wang Qiang's blood-red eyes, and he slurred his words: "Didn't sleep well?"

Wang Qiang reluctantly smiled, "It's a little hot, and I didn't fall asleep until the middle of the night." ”

The proprietress was serving porridge, looked up and said, "You said it earlier, I'll ask Lao Zhu to go to his friend who repairs electrical appliances to get a second-hand electric fan back." ”

"Sun Weixing. Boss Zhu added.

"No, no, it's cool when the window opens. Wang Qiang hurriedly said, you can't let others go to great lengths for yourself.

After a while, the porridge was on the table.

The three of them ate, and the proprietress said with concern: "Xiao Wang, are you going to live in Shanghai for a long time or for a short time?" If you live for a long time, I will get a second-hand TV in your room, for a hundred or ten yuan, so that you will not be bored at night." ”

Boss Zhu, who was shirtless, said, "What do you use for a hundred or ten yuan?" What is the relationship between me and Lao Sun, just say hello, sixty or seventy yuan for an old TV." ”

"Short stay. Wang Qiang waved his hand, "No need to toss, I will go back to Haitong in two days." ”

"Oh. The proprietress was a little disappointed and said regretfully: "I originally wanted my son to run more with you for a long time, but it seems that there is no hope." ”

Wang Qiang smiled and didn't speak, silently picked up the porridge bowl and drank it.

……

Finish breakfast.

He knew that the game console could not be sold in the North Square, so he simply didn't bring it, and went out with thirty or forty Walkmans on his back.

When I came to the entrance and exit of the North Square, the old man had not yet come.

Wang Qiang was not in a hurry to set up the booth and play music.

He had just sat down for a few minutes, and the middle-aged man from the City Appearance Bureau who he had seen yesterday came over and reminded him not to come here to set up a stall tomorrow.

Wang Qiang smiled and took out Hongta Mountain, which he had bought in Shenzhen and did not give it away, and sent one.

After a while, the first business came to the door.

"Take a Walkman. ”

"Do you want tapes? The Four Heavenly Kings, the Little Tigers, and Zhang Xinzhe all have them. ”

"Is there any Yang Yuying?"

"I'm looking for ...... Yes, just a box, you're in luck. ”

Business was ok in the morning.

Approaching ten o'clock, seven or eight Walkmans had already been sold.

Suddenly, Wang Qiang saw the old man selling tea eggs riding a small three-wheeler from not far away, and there was an eight or nine-year-old boy sitting behind him.

Before he could get closer, he heard the old man scolding.

"Who told you to go to the arcade??"

"Grandpa, I'm not going next time. ”

"You said the same thing last time, what was the result?" The old man's tricycle had already pedaled next to Wang Qiang, and he was still reprimanding his grandson, "I usually give you some money secretly, and take it all to the game hall with you?" Do you know what your mother said about me? ”

The little boy did not speak, but kept his head down.

Seeing the old man stop the tricycle, Wang Qiang smiled and said something for the little boy, "Uncle, it's natural for children to like to play, if you don't let him play, he will go behind your back, it's better to play for a while every day, and then do your homework well." ”

The little boy nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, yes." ”

"You big-headed ghost!" the old man's eyes widened, and he knocked his grandson out of the car while moving the coal stove down.

Wang Qiang helped to take a hand.

After a while, the old man lit a coal fire and began to boil tea eggs, and the little boy sat there obediently, not speaking, but keeping his eyes on the Walkman who was singing.

"Uncle, you're a little late today. Wang Qiang said.

The old man hated iron and pointed at his grandson, "It's not for him, I went to the game hall early in the morning, and I was easy to find." He was a little puzzled, and poured bitter water with Wang Qiang, "Tell me what's so fun about the game console, when I ran in to find him, the game room of thirty or fifty square meters was crowded with people, half of him was his age, and half of him was sixteen or seventeen years old, staring at the villain on the screen, jumping and giggling." ”

The little boy was unconvinced and said: "It's not a villain jumping and jumping, it's the King of Fighters 94, it's fun." ”

The old man was angry, "You still talk back? I don't care what kind of King of Fighters and Eight Emperors you are, anyway, you are not allowed to go to the game room." ”

Wang Qiang watched happily as the old man trained his grandson.

In the eyes of the elderly, there is really nothing fun about game consoles.

However, for children and young people, game consoles are full of charm, especially in the era when there are no computers, arcades can only be described as hot, as long as school or holidays, basically the arcade room will be full of all kinds of students, of course, there are idle young people in society.

Not to mention the arcade machine, in another two years, Nintendo's MD game console can be put at home to open a game room, two or three dollars a small ......

Slowly.

MD Games Room?

Isn't that the same as the predecessor of the Internet café?

Wang Qiang's brain gradually became active, and he felt that he had gone into a misunderstanding before, and he had been thinking about selling game consoles, but he had never thought about how popular the game industry was in this era, why did he have to sell red and white machines?

Can't you make money in another way?

For example, in the red and white game room, finding a small house and getting some second-hand TV sets seems to be completely feasible.

Although it is not as fast as selling directly, it is better in the long run, and the game industry is so hot nowadays that it is not necessarily less profitable than selling game consoles.

The more Wang Qiang thought about it, the more he felt that it was feasible, especially when he thought that his mother was very hard to sell fish at home, and he was greedy to get up early in the dark, and he had to push it to the town, and he made all the hard money.

Or?

Try it?

As soon as this idea was born, his heart itched, he couldn't afford to open the arcade room, the computer room, and the red and white game room? Although he didn't know what the market was, compared to the MD game room that would be very popular in the next two years, he felt that he should try it.