Chapter 4: I'll make you regret it
It's dawn.
Zhang Wei didn't sleep all night, and roughly figured out why his family's business was so bad, the reason is actually very simple, one is that the location is not good, although there is a lot of traffic in this community during commuting time, but there are basically no people in their free time;
Zhang Aiguo and Cheng Lin also got up, although the two quarreled again last night, and even Zhang Aiguo said that he wanted to go back to work on the construction site, but they still held on to a glimmer of hope.
Cheng Lin washed rice and cooked rice, and Zhang Aiguo carried the rice bag into the tricycle, ready to go out to sell rice.
Zhang Wei called out to his father with red eyes and said, "Dad, wait a minute." ”
Zhang Aiguo threw the rice into the tricycle, wiped his sweat and smiled reluctantly, and said, "Is there anything wrong with Xiaowei?"
"Dad, let's not set up a stall over there today. Zhang Wei said that he has already thought of a way, as long as his father can agree, he is fifty or sixty percent sure that the business will get better, as for how good it is, he is not very sure.
Zhang Aiguo shook his head and said, "How can you make money without setting up a stall, don't make trouble, go brush your teeth." ”
Cheng Lin also said on the side: "Xiaowei, go brush your teeth and wash your face, don't pay attention to your father." ”
"Who do you tell him to ignore me?" I am his son, who does he ignore me?" Zhang Aiguo shouted.
Seeing that his parents were about to quarrel again, Zhang Wei hurriedly dissuaded him and said, "Are you listening to me say it well?"
Zhang Aiguo said impatiently: "Don't delay me to set up a stall." ”
Cheng Lin was angry with Zhang Aiguo, and when she heard him say this, she immediately supported Zhang Wei and said: "Xiaowei, say what you want to say, he doesn't listen to his mother!"
Zhang Wei also knew that his mother was just singing a confrontational show with his father, but what he needed now was to let him speak.
"I don't believe a five-year-old can say flowers. Zhang Aiguo mocked Cheng Lin.
Zhang Wei didn't care about the tone of the two of them, and said, "Dad, Mom, have you ever thought about why our family's business is not good?"
Speaking of this problem, Zhang Aiguo and his wife were stunned, they always thought that the bad business was their own incompetence, and it is true that this era is not as inflated as the people of later generations, and the reason for any problems is still found in themselves at the first time.
"Probably... Maybe... It's because we don't know how to do business. Cheng Lin said in a hurry.
"Heh!" Zhang Aiguo sneered.
Zhang Wei shook his head and said: "Actually, there is nothing difficult to do business, I think that the reason why our family's business is not good is that the place we pick is not good, and there are too few people." ”
"Don't you see the crowds of people commuting to and from work?" Zhang Aiguo said dissatisfiedly.
Zhang Wei said: "That's right, but Dad, you also said it, it's when you commute to work, not usual." ”
"What's the difference?" asked Cheng Lin.
Zhang Wei analyzed them and said: "You think, it's useless to have a lot of people during the commuting period, they go to work in a hurry, go home in a hurry, and don't have time to buy rice at our stall." ”
Zhang Aiguo and Cheng Lin glanced at each other, and what their son said made them feel a little reasonable.
Cheng Lin asked humbly: "Then where do you say our stall is placed?"
As for Zhang Aiguo, he felt that it was already great for a five-year-old child to be able to explain these truths, and he never thought that his son could have any ideas.
If Zhang Wei was really an ordinary five-year-old child, he would definitely have no idea, but his young body contained a mature mind body that was reborn from the future.
"I looked around yesterday and the neighborhood next door had a good flow of people when it was free. Zhang Wei recounted what he had observed.
Zhang Aiguo suddenly laughed and said, "I only saw sparse people passing by in that community, and it is not as good as the place where we are setting up stalls now." ”
"Dad, do you believe me once. Zhang Wei was a little anxious, although the flow of people in that community was sparse, but it lasted for a long time, basically there were people passing by all the time, unlike the gate of the community where the stalls are set up now, except for commuting, basically few people passed by for half a day.
Zhang Aiguo stopped talking and continued to carry rice, she was not optimistic about her son's idea at all, but fortunately, Cheng Lin opened her mouth to support it at this time.
"Patriotic, listen to Xiaowei once, maybe our family's business can really get better?" Cheng Lin added again, saying: "Anyway, our family's business is not good now, even if it is bad, it is not much worse." ”
Zhang Aiguo shook his head and said, "I don't want to risk it with you. ”
Zhang Wei was anxious, his father's stubborn mistake was probably committed again, in order to make his father agree, he said directly: "Dad, if you listen to my business is not good, then I will go back to Haitong with you tomorrow, and then you go to work on the construction site, how about it?"
Haitong is the name of Zhang Weijia County and City.
Cheng Lin sneered and said, "If he refuses, forget it, at most our two will push the bicycle to sell." ”
Now Zhang Aiguo is helpless, how can he come to business alone, if he goes to deliver rice and no one looks at the stall, then the rice must not be stolen.
"Okay, I'll listen to Xiaowei once. Zhang Aiguo looked at Zhang Wei and said, "Your words can be counted, if the business does not improve, you will go back to Haitong with me tomorrow." ”
"Okay, no problem!" Zhang Wei agreed, confident that he would not be wrong with his observations.
What do you think about the flow of people when people open shops in later generations? Surely they will not look at the rush hour of commuting, and the flow of people to see is the flow of people in leisure time, these truths are basically understood by later generations, but there is no such clear concept in this era.
After the family finished breakfast, they came to the stall not far from the entrance of the community that Zhang Wei said, but Cheng Lin's face was full of sorrow, she was not confident that the business could get better, and she supported her son just now just because of anger, and she just had the idea of trying it out, anyway, her family's business was so bad that she also let it go.
As for Zhang Aiguo's sneer, he seemed to have seen his wife and son obediently returning to Haitong with him.
"How do you buy this rice?" said an aunt passing by and asking for the price.
Zhang Aiguo and Cheng Lin were a little stunned, they never expected the business to come so quickly.
Zhang Weiwei was overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "Beautiful aunt, our rice is like eight cents and five, and we are nine cents and five, you are the first business today, and we will give you five cents a pound cheaper, how about it?"
This aunt heard Zhang Wei call her beautiful aunt smile, and said, "Okay, give me fifty catties for this." ”
"Oh oh oh, okay. Zhang Aiguo reacted at this time, he felt a little weird in his heart, could it be that what his son said really made sense?
No, no, no, Zhang Aiguo still couldn't believe it, he felt that this was a blind cat that had met a dead mouse, and then he was not so lucky, it must be like this.
But the next situation made Zhang Aiguo's eyes widen, and he didn't stop long after he came back after delivering rice, and business came to the door again.
Zhang Aiguo wondered, but he couldn't help but do the business when he came to the door, so he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Uncle, I want to buy that kind of rice, this kind of eight cents, this kind of nine cents." ”
After finishing speaking, Zhang Aiguo wanted to slap his mouth, he originally wanted to say eight cents and nine cents, but all he thought about was how his son could be smarter and more sophisticated than him, and for a while he said the price that Zhang Wei had just said to his aunt.
Zhang Wei observed the customer, a neatly dressed little old man with glasses, and a leather bag, a bit like an intellectual.
The little old man looked at Zhang Wei's family with a strange look, and then said with a smile: "Weigh me ten catties." ”
Although the little old man bought very little, Zhang Wei was also very happy, which means that this place is indeed better than before.
After the little old man left with the rice, Zhang Aiguo looked at his son with strange eyes, he felt ashamed, he was such a big person, and he didn't have any experience with his son.
Cheng Lin showed a satisfied smile on her face, and her eyes were full of anticipation.
The subsequent business got better and better, both of them were busy, and after listening to Zhang Wei's opinion, the business went up a lot at once, although it was not as good as the uncle's side, but after all, it was better than before, I don't know how much.
By the time the stall closed at about six o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Aiguo and Cheng Lin carefully calculated that they had sold almost 1,000 catties of rice today, and they were basically sold at the price that Zhang Wei had increased by five cents.
At the end of this day, the cost of removing plastic bags and so on, I made almost 150 yuan.
Zhang Aiguo and Cheng Lin were a little ecstatic, you must know that Zhang Aiguo is only about 20 yuan a day as a carpenter on the construction site, and he can't earn anything in a day today on the construction site for a week!
This made Zhang Aiguo more and more ashamed, he didn't want to listen to his son in the morning, his son is not ordinarily smart, and even he has an incredible idea that his son may be much smarter than him.
After closing the stall, Zhang Aiguo was very happy, sold a pack of rice wine, cut five yuan of pig's head meat, and of course, scolded Cheng Lin a few words of loser, but he was happy, there was a feeling of raising his eyebrows, the depression of the first two days was swept away, and the relationship with Cheng Lin was also eased.
Zhang Aiguo's excitement is heartfelt, if he can sell so much rice every day, he will be able to pay off his foreign debts and balance by the Chinese New Year, and he will not have to quarrel with his wife every day for money.
Seeing the smiles on his parents' faces, Zhang Wei's heart finally relaxed, but fortunately, things did not go as he expected.
At dinner, Zhang Aiguo and Cheng Lin have been discussing how to do a good job, but their experience is limited, and they can't think of a few good solutions.
Zhang Wei didn't want to be particularly weird, so he ate dinner quietly.
At this time, Cheng Lin suddenly said: "Xiaowei, what do you have to say, and talk to your parents." ”
Zhang Wei was stunned, he didn't expect his parents to ask for opinions, and after pondering for a while, he hesitated whether to be shocking or pretending to be stupid.
Whatever, let's change the status quo first, Zhang Wei is afraid of a hard life, and he is even more afraid that his parents will quarrel over money, and he will be shocking to the world, anyway, he has expressed himself once, and he is not afraid of the second time.
"Find a few small cardboard paper and write the price and insert it on the rice, and then find a big board to write more than 30 catties of bags. ”
"That's good, but it's not much different from now. Zhang Aiguo ate a piece of pig's head meat and said, Cheng Lin nodded in agreement on the side.
"I'm not done yet. Swallowing the rice in his mouth, Zhang Wei continued: "On the big board, it is written that fifty catties are cheaper than three cents and one catty, and one hundred catties are cheaper than five cents and one catty. ”
"Isn't this what we don't have to make any money?" Zhang Aiguo immediately shook his head and denied it.
"Aren't we five cents a pound more expensive than the uncle?" Zhang Wei said casually.
"That's right!" Cheng Lin has studied in high school, and she can understand everything.
"My son is so smart. Cheng Lin happily kissed Zhang Wei's face.
Zhang Wei smiled in his heart, it's not that he is smart, these are just means to be played bad by others in later generations.
Those means of jumping off the building and selling five or three percent off have not been used, but it seems that selling rice can't be like this, after all, the profit is too small, and the market price is too stable.
But anything else can be done, Zhang Wei's eyes flickered.