Chapter 12 A New Way Out for the Family
Wang Ziyan is now in Liangcheng No. 1 Middle School, the first class of the second year of high school, which is a key class.
In fact, although his high school entrance examination results are good, they are not good, and after his extraordinary performance, he is still 11 points short of being able to get a score line. I can go to the second middle school, and I only need to charge tuition, which is only two or three thousand yuan a year.
But my father had a high heart, and Wang Ziyan reported that it was No. 1 Middle School, so he asked the third uncle, who was the deputy director of the Finance Bureau in Zhuolu at the time, to help him enter No. 1 Middle School.
No. 1 Middle School is also really black-hearted, it doesn't work if someone says hello, you can enter, but the training fee of 500 yuan for supernumerary enrollment is not less. Dad took out 6,300 ruthlessly and let Wang Ziyan go to No. 1 Middle School to study. Of these, 800 is the tuition fee, and 5,500 is the so-called training fee, which is the same amount per semester.
To be honest, Wang Ziyan doesn't understand the charging standard of this tuition and training fee, which can be said to be quite high in this era.
The days at home are ordinary, except for helping the family do what they can, usually holding a book and reading, or taking their two younger sisters to do winter vacation homework together.
Seeing the two younger sisters lying on the small stool, shivering from the cold, and stiffening their little hands, Wang Ziyan was a little distressed.
So he remembered the kind of small table he used in his previous life that could be used on the bed, so he drew the picture and asked his father to help him make three, one for himself and his two younger sisters.
So the two younger sisters hid in the quilt and did their homework while watching TV, while Wang Ziyan was reading a book or recording something in his bed.
Dad was very interested in the little table, and the four legs below it looked like a wooden plank under the table, and it didn't take up space anywhere, which gave him some ideas.
So he pulled Wang Ziyan up from the bed, and the two of them summed it up, and began to try to do it.
First of all, choose a thicker plank, enlarge the tabletop, make two long grooves on one side of the board, and then nail the four legs under the table with folds.
In this way, when the table legs are put away, there is a wooden board 60 centimeters long and 40 centimeters long, on which two or three small dishes and three or four small bowls can be placed.
Wang Ziyan also thought this was very good, so he suggested that he do a few more to sell on the street.
At Wang Ziyan's suggestion, my father made a dozen or so small tables from the waste materials used to make furniture at home, and pulled them to the street to sell.
All the materials used are scrap, basically there is no cost, pull it to the street for ten yuan, and it will be sold out in a while.
Dad clicked on the 100 yuan in his hand, and said to Wang Ziyan, who had just come back from running to the public phone booth: "Don't say it, this thing is really easy to sell." ”
Wang Ziyan was also very surprised when he saw that it was sold out, and asked, "It was sold out so quickly?"
In just an hour, the ten small tables were gone, which was really fast.
Wang Ziyan still underestimated the purchasing power of this era, just such a thing, the price is not expensive, small and practical, and it should be easy to sell.
But this thing is too easy to imitate, there is no difficulty, that is, to make a lot of money.
It's not a few days before the New Year, and it's hard to say whether it can be sold after the New Year, but it is estimated that it will take less than two days for someone to imitate it.
So Wang Ziyan asked, "Dad, haven't you calculated the cost?"
Dad smiled and said: "What is the cost, less than 0.25 square meters of paulownia boards, plus four folds and a dozen screws, the total cost is only two yuan." It's not a hassle to do, and I can do twenty or thirty a day. ”
Twenty a day, selling is two hundred yuan, there are 8 days before the New Year, you can sell 1,006, and the profit can reach 1,04.
So Wang Ziyan smiled and said: "That's okay, call me Lao (dialect, grandpa's meaning) and the second uncle, you do it together, and each family can earn a thousand and a few hundred yuan a year ago." ”
Dad agreed with a smile, and went to the commissary to buy some fruits and candy, which was regarded as a reward for Wang Ziyan.
Wang Ziyan didn't eat these things, so he tied up the plastic bag and threw it on the motorcycle tricycle, and then drove home with his father.
When I got home, my father went to my grandfather's house, and Wang Ziyan dismantled the things and gave them to the two younger sisters to share a little, and then got into the quilt and began to sort out the things that would be used the day after tomorrow.
He had just called the 114 hotline from a public phone on the street to find out where there was a recording studio in Liangcheng or Zhuolu, and he needed to make a sample of the song and score as soon as possible, and then hand it over to Li Hu.
Liangcheng doesn't have a recording studio, but Zhuolu does, he has already contacted him, and the other party asked him to come over for an interview early the day after tomorrow.
Previously, he planned to sell seven songs such as Wang Leehom's "Descendants of the Dragon" and "Falling Leaves Return to the Roots", Andy Lau's "Chinese", Nicholas Tse's "Yellow Race", and Phoenix Legend's "China, I Love You".
But considering some problems, he chose the other two songs and replaced "Loyal to the Country" and "Young China".
The two songs that were replaced are, "Don't Let My Tears Stay with Me Overnight" composed by Bai Jinfa and Zhang Zhen and "Ruthless Love Letter" composed by Liu Tianjian and lyrics by Li Suzhen and Xu Changde;
I sorted out the lyrics, copied them back onto the manuscript paper, and put the manuscript paper in my notebook and stuffed it into my backpack.
After everything was done, it was time for lunch, and after lunch, my father, second uncle and grandfather got busy.
Wang Ziyan sat on the side with a book in his hand, watching them busy, and thinking about things in his heart.
This business can't be done for a long time, there is no technical threshold, and I need to let my father find something to do.
He went to Lu Province to work to make bed frames and cabinets for people, and he couldn't get much money a day, so he had to think about whether there was anything else he could do, and there was no need to go so far to suffer.
After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't come up with any good ideas, so I simply put down the books in my hands and went to the three people who were busy with work to help.
But looking at the stacks of more than a dozen freshly cut planks piled on the side, Wang Ziyan suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
In his previous life, he made a wall cabinet when he was decorating in Nandu, but the desk, bookcase, and some things he bought later were all simple models that were put together.
What's in that thing?
A few composite panels plus a few screws, buy it home and put it together, and the screws are driven into it, and it is formed.
Wang Ziyan looked at the planks, and then said, "How, how about getting a few planks for me, I want to make a wardrobe." ”
Dad frowned and glanced at him, and was about to reprimand him, but suddenly remembered that he had come up with this small table, so he asked, "Do you have an idea again?"
Wang Ziyan nodded and said: "Well, I suddenly felt that our wardrobe was directly typed and formed, and it was nothing more than a few wooden planks connected together with tenons, which were hard to move." So I wanted to try it and see if I could make it simpler. ”
Dad looked at him, thought for a moment and asked, "How do you want to get it, don't mess things up." ”
Wang Ziyan looked at the cut 60 cm long and 40 cm wide paulownia planks, and felt that it was about the same, so he said: "Just cut it according to the specifications of the tabletop, just make an eye on the board, if it doesn't become blocked." ”
Dad nodded, pointed to the stack of planks and said, "That's it, you try it first." ”
Wang Ziyan nodded, walked over and picked up a few wooden boards, thought about them in his mind for a while, and then took the ruler and pencil and began to make marks.
After making the mark, he picked up the hand drill and began to make holes in the board with great difficulty.
In just half an hour, Wang Ziyan erected two 64 cm high and 60 cm wide squares, and finally erected a wooden board in the middle to divide the grid into two rectangular grids 30 cm wide.
Under the gaze of his father, grandfather and second uncle, Wang Ziyan stacked the two frames together for a while, and then joined them together, and even pressed his ass on top of it.
The frame, or cabinet, is not moving, and it is very strong.
That is, ten planks, dozens of screws, if the back is blocked with plywood, and then a door is set in the front, these are two complete small cabinets.
Dad made more than 50 small tables, so they didn't do it anymore, but learned from Wang Ziyan and started to build small cabinets.
When it got dark, there were more than fifty small square tables and more than thirty small cabinets in the courtyard, the kind that even the doors were installed.
Soon, a simple cabinet 120 cm wide and 180 cm high was erected in the east room where Wang Ziyan and his sister slept.
The surface of the cabinet is also painted with wood grain lacquer, which looks beautiful and generous.
So, the family stayed up late until a little more than a little more, and set up five simple combination cabinets with six compartments in the courtyard.
The next day, my father took my second uncle to sell cabinets and small tables on the street, and Wang Ziyan followed.
The 52 small tables were sold out quickly, and the cabinets were sold out by noon.
A small cabinet costs 25 yuan, four combinations together are 100, and six combinations together are 150.
In one morning, 30 small cabinets were sold for 710 yuan, 52 small tables were sold for 480 yuan, 1,190 yuan were recorded in the morning, and the net profit reached more than 900 yuan.
Although Wang Ziyan knew that this was wrong, it was enough to make his father happy.
A person earns 300 yuan a day, which is a month's salary for working in a tool factory, and they earn it in one day.
After returning home at noon and having dinner, the three of them took advantage of the rest to sit together and began to discuss whether the business could last for a long time.
However, Wang Ziyan poured cold water on them, it is the New Year's Festival, and it is normal for someone to buy it.
But after the New Year, everyone is gone, who will buy you this thing?
Besides, how many things can be sold in such a small place, a small market town with a population of more than 100,000?
Paulownia planks are deformed when damp, this thing will not last long, who will buy it in the future?
Wang Ziyan didn't have the idea of pointing out the maze, he knew that he had no money in hand now, and he couldn't complete any plans, so now he could make a fortune, and when he came back from Xiangjiang, everything would be easy.
The three fathers took the mother to start working, and took Wang Ziyan aside to read the book.
Angry.
Wang Ziyan didn't care, just sat in the sun and read, and pointed out the homework of his two younger sisters from time to time.
A few days ago, the tuition and living expenses of the two younger sisters for a year were available, and it was natural for my parents to be more concerned.
As for whether this business can be done for a long time, Wang Ziyan has no doubt that it can't be done now, but it is still popular.
After a few years of development in the town, I bought a piece of land to build a house, built a furniture factory, and opened an online store with Mr. Ma.
Starting an online store?
Wang Ziyan couldn't help but move in his heart, why do you want to open an online store behind someone else's butt?
Can't you build an Alibaba yourself?