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Zhang Wei sat next to the rice stall and read the newspaper, which he took from his uncle, basically from yesterday to last week, he has always believed that information is money, and in this era before the Internet, newspapers have become the main medium for transmitting information.

Zhang Aiguo and Cheng Lin thought he was reading the pictures in the newspaper, but they didn't expect their son to read the content with relish.

Next to the rice stall, there is a cardboard sign, which reads: Yanshi rice 0.95 yuan/jin, Yangyang rice 0.85/jin, 30 catties cheap three cents per catty, 50 catties cheaper five cents per catty, more than 30 catties package.

The people who passed by in the early morning asked if it was true, and Zhang Wei pricked up his ears on the side.

"Is it really three cents a pound cheaper to buy thirty catties?"

"Of course yes, eldest sister, come and get thirty catties? Our family's rice was transported from the authentic salt market. ”

"Fifty pounds! Help me send it to 203, Building 3, Sunshine City. ”

Next guest.

"If you are willing to buy more cheaper, I will not go anywhere else to buy rice in the future, but I will buy it from you. The middle-aged man said.

Cheng Lin was a little stunned, she really hadn't thought about this problem, if her husband could still find someone to discuss, it was a pity that Zhang Aiguo sent rice.

Zhang Wei looked at it and knew that his mother had no experience in business, so he said: "Uncle, in principle, we can't be cheap, but who made you so sincere? Okay, I'll ask my mother to give you a cost price, how about 9 cents of rice in Yanshi and 8 cents of rice in Yangzhou?"

The middle-aged man was happy when he heard this, and said with a smile: "What this kid said counts?"

"Count count, count. Cheng Lin nodded busily.

"Give me a hundred pounds!"

"Okay, give me the address, and I'll send it to you as soon as my man comes back. ”

A similar situation continues, Zhang Wei can't help but draw an arc at the corner of his mouth, the rice stall is so good that business here is too good, and 700 catties of rice have been sold in just one morning, which takes a week to sell so much in Sunshine City!

This time it was correct to change the location of the stall, and Zhang Wei also secretly reviewed his previous sloppiness, if he had observed carefully at the beginning, he would not have done so before.

At lunchtime, Zhang Wei looked at his sweaty parents and felt distressed, now a 28-inch bicycle to send rice, one or two hundred catties to send nothing, if you encounter a big order, do you still send back and forth?

I remember that in my previous life, my father had a lot easier after he got a tricycle.

"Mom and Dad, buy a tricycle. Zhang Wei said, he really felt sorry for his tired and panting father.

Cheng Lin immediately refused, and said, "Why are you buying that thing?"

Zhang Wei understood that his mother was reluctant to pay, so he pointed to his father and said, "Do you see how tired Dad is riding a broken bicycle to send rice? Of course, if you don't feel sorry for him, I didn't say anything." ”

Cheng Lin stopped talking, saying that it was fake that she didn't feel sorry for her husband, but she still felt sorry for money.

Zhang Aiguo watched from the sidelines, he really wanted a tricycle, not to mention the usual delivery of rice, now he has to go back and forth twice a day to set up a stall and collect the stall, and the rented house is quite far away from here, if there is a tricycle problem, it will be solved.

"But now we don't have much money. Cheng Lin whispered.

Zhang Wei stretched out his hand and calculated: "Yesterday I sold a thousand catties of rice and earned 150 yuan, after the discount, I sold 700 catties this morning and made about 85 yuan, which is 235 yuan in total, if it is estimated that it can be sold for 700 catties in the evening, it will earn 310 yuan in two days, and more than 200 yuan for a tricycle, which is enough!"

He knew that his mother was distressed about money, and his character had been saved since he remembered, but when it came to this, his mother shouldn't refuse, right?

Cheng Lin bit her lip and nodded: "If you can sell seven hundred catties in the afternoon, you can close the stall and buy a tricycle." ”

Zhang Wei saw his father on the side showing a happy smile, and couldn't help but say, "Absolutely!"

As a result, the situation in the afternoon was still beyond Zhang Wei's imagination, the people of this year are simple and terrible, of course, it is human nature to be a philistine, when I saw the side of the side to buy fifty catties per catty cheaper than three cents, one hundred catties per catty cheaper than five cents, Zhang Wei's rice stall business is surprisingly good.

Customer A: "Is your rice new?"

"Don't worry, absolutely, if you go back and find out, you can come to me. ”

Customer A: "I'll buy thirty pounds." ”

Customer B: "Can it be cheaper?"

"It's cheap enough, and if it's cheap, it's a loss. ”

Customer B: "Okay, let's get fifty pounds." ”

Customer C: "Aren't you afraid of losing money if you do this?" or will you be short of pounds and feet when you weigh rice?"

Zhang Wei was not happy to hear it, this is the rule of the industry, and now it is not like all the electronic scales in later generations, a rod scale wants to use more ways to do it, but their family has not moved on the scale when they first arrived, and generally will not slaughter strangers, and there is a shortage of old customers who want to lack catties and two pounds, because they will not go home to weigh the weight.

In other words, Zhang Wei is not prepared to let his parents lack two pounds, this is a matter of choice, and only by doing business in good faith can we retain customers.

"Auntie, don't worry, our family will definitely not be short of catties or two, and the rice sold directly by the factory can't lose money!" Zhang Wei began to talk nonsense again, this kind of talk can be heard all over the street in the future, but who believes it?

Customer C was a little surprised when he heard this: "You actually sell directly from the factory? No wonder you dare to give such a discount, then send me a 30 catties of Yanshi rice." She believed it.

"Okay, twenty-seven yuan six, you give twenty-seven yuan five. Zhang Aiguo said with a smile, and after collecting the money, he went to deliver rice.

Zhang Wei only saw his father delivering rice, in this relatively cold day, his father was actually hot and sweating, and it was time to add a means of transportation.

When the stall was about to close, Zhang Wei calculated carefully, a little happy, in the afternoon, he actually sold more than 800 catties of rice, almost more than 1,500 catties a day, this business is really hot, but his ambition is more sufficient, these are just appetizers, and he will only make more and more money in the future.

With the experience and learning of the previous life, the family will develop better and better, and I earned one hundred and eight today, one hundred and five yesterday, and three hundred and three in two days!

There is another thing, Zhang Wei smiled and said: "Mom, you can buy a tricycle now, right?"

"Yes, yes!" Cheng Lin smiled brightly.

……

After the stall is closed, the car dealership.

Zhang Wei followed his parents to find a car shop selling tricycles nearby, and although it was past six o'clock, the car shop was still brightly lit and had no intention of closing.

"What kind of car do you want?" the boss asked.

Zhang Wei thought for a while, but when he thought that his family was making money now, it seemed a little too shabby to buy a tricycle of two hundred and four yuan, and how embarrassing it would be to stop in front of the rice stall in the future.

So, Zhang Wei waved his hand: "Mom and Dad, buy a Phoenix tricycle!"

- Well, this car is two hundred and five.