The Dongmen Bridge is a suburb of the city, and residents of several surrounding towns and villages almost always get off here if they enter the city.

The booth chosen by Yi Yang is here.

After pedaling the tricycle across the bridge, I found an open space, spread oilcloth, put the fireworks and firecrackers in different categories, and pulled out my fanny pack from under the seat and tied it, which was a hundred or so yuan of change that had been prepared in advance.

Sitting on the car rail, Yi Yang looked at the passers-by with a smile.

You don't need to shout, these things are swinging, in fact, the big guys know what to do.

Around the circle of selling New Year's pictures, calendars and pairs, mixed with some cheap candy shops, everyone's stalls are almost the same, but it is easy to sell fireworks and firecrackers.

The dignified lord of the god space boss has been reduced to setting up stalls to engage in speculation, it is embarrassing enough to think about it, fortunately, the urban management system here in Zhucheng has not been implemented, otherwise it will be thrown to grandma's house if it is fledgling by a group of urban managers.

Yi Yang didn't have a trace of embarrassment, he didn't have the consciousness of a fifth-order boss at all, but it was the novel experience and the market atmosphere revealed in the coming and going of people that made him happy.

"How do you sell five hundred rings?"

"Five."

"Oh, that's twenty hanging." The person who inquired was very sensitive to the price, and found that they were all products of the county fireworks factory, but the price was much cheaper, and they immediately became interested.

"Howler!" Yi Yang picked up the convenience bag from the wholesale department, packed 20 hangs of 200 firecrackers and handed them to the other party, and received a 50 yuan bill.

The price of this kind of firecracker with 500 rings is three yuan from the wholesale department, and six yuan in the general department store.

When the first order opened, the pedestrians who passed by heard the transaction and found that the stall was much cheaper, so they immediately gathered around.

"How much is 10,000 rings?"

"Thirty bucks."

"Hey, it's so cheap, and the minimum in the store is thirty-five! Boss, you can't be a fake, right!? Someone questioned.

"Where can I be! This is all taken directly from the factory, and I don't need to rent a house, it must be cheaper than the store! Yi Yang replied with a smile.

"Yes! Give me three hangings and 10,000 rings! ”

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The goods that Yi Yangjin buys are the 500 rings, 1,000 rings, 10,000 rings and flower cannons that every household is most accustomed to on weekdays, and the fireworks are also the colored bead tubes and dragon lantern fireworks that children like.

With a slightly lower price than the department store, and the huge flow of people in and out of the city on the Dongmen Bridge, more than 1,500 yuan of goods were sold out in just over an hour.

He spent forty yuan in the shop next to him to weigh twenty catties of mandarins, divided the remaining bags into four bags, and pedaled the tricycle towards the wholesale department.

In just over an hour, the principal of 1,005 of his batch of goods became 2,060, and he made a net profit of 1,100 yuan. This business is doing well, and we have to make more money before the others react.

As for the twenty catties of mandarins, hehe, it was given to the four aunts in the wholesale department, sometimes it is not good to be sweet with a bare mouth, and it is good to have some actual benefit output.

When I arrived at the wholesale department, sure enough, although everyone was surprised that the goods he batch sold quickly, but after receiving five catties of mandarins, the four aunts didn't ask much, but they were even more enthusiastic when they reloaded, and even the convenience bags were forced to Yi Yang for several packs.

In one afternoon, Yi Yang made three trips to the wholesale department.

Limited by manpower, he is a batch of goods and a stall to sell goods, so every time it is one or two thousand yuan of goods, and he will pull it after it is sold.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, when it got dark, he pedaled the tricycle back to his uncle, and didn't say much, smiled and threw a bag of Hongta Mountain to his uncle as rent, and said that he would use the car tomorrow, so he patted the dust on his body and slipped home.

Yi's mother was still in the store, and Yi's father went to deliver rice, and fried rice was simmering in the pot over low heat.

Stuffed three bowls of rice and poured a large cup of tea, Yi Yang picked up a few bottles of boiling water to wash his hair and take a bath. The installation of solar water heaters at home will not be in place until he is in the third year of junior high school, when Yi's father decides to tear down the old house and build a new one.

When I finished washing up and mopping the bathroom clean, although I was a little tired, I was still in good spirits.

I closed the door, took out my fanny pack, took out a thick stack of bills, and clicked, 6865!

This business is still done, and the principal has quadrupled in one afternoon, which is similar to robbing money.

Although he can't get the money to write books, as long as he can subsidize his parents and make them more comfortable, Yi Yang feels that it is worth it. As for himself, writing poisonous chicken soup, being a hawker, and earning some pocket money, as long as he doesn't need to ask his family for money, it's enough.

is like reading the predecessors who used to read online novels, and they had to work hard before they were minors, in order to make a lot of money and make a big money, and they tossed a reborn life with the hat of a demon genius on their heads, Yi Yang was unwilling.

He shuttled through the various worlds of the main god space, and he had long been fed up with the struggle for fame and power, so he lived a stable life naturally, as long as he didn't repeat the mistakes of the past, his family and his lover were happy, everything was enough.

As for what else, Yi Yangmo rubbed the copper ring in his palm and was silent.

Jingle Bell ......

The landline next door rang the bell, and Yi Yang put on his shoes and walked out of the room to connect.

"Yi Yang, what are you doing on vacation?" Liu Wei's sweet voice came, and Xiao Nizi hadn't seen Yi Yang for a long time, so she felt missed.

"Sell fireworks." Yi Yang said casually, but he regretted it after speaking.

Sure enough, hearing that he was selling fireworks, Xiao Nizi, who was very curious about doing business, twittered and asked, "Where do you sell it?" Is it fun? Shall I go too? ”

Yi Yang didn't have a chance to interject at all, but when he thought about the matter of recycling the stalls back and forth today, it seemed that it would be a good thing for two more people to help.

"Well, okay, but you have to wear a little more, it's windy on the other side of the East Gate Bridge, we can't sell fireworks and can't get close to open flames, we have to freeze, if you can stand it, you can come and help!"

"Okay!" Hearing that he could help his "boyfriend", Liu Wei, who was immersed in a state of early love and couldn't extricate himself, smiled like a flower, and agreed happily.

Liu Wei spoke for a while, Yi Yang had a sentence by sentence, and then after hanging up the phone, Yi Yang remembered the noisy and chaotic environment at the end of the Dongmen Bridge, and it was not safe to let a little girl watch the stall there, so he picked up the phone and called Lu Xiang.

This kid opened a restaurant at home, and he was very interested in doing business and making money on weekdays, of course, he failed to realize the ideal of a big businessman in the future, but became a glorious and great proletarian worker.

"Shoko, do you want to make extra money?!" After Lu Xiang took the microphone from his mother's hand, the first sentence he heard was his eyes.

Seeing that my mother was not paying attention here, she hurriedly asked in a low voice, "How much can I earn?" ”

Sure enough, the fat man Lu who saw money in the future had already laid a good foundation for money fans as early as his youth. I didn't ask what I was doing, I just cared about how much I could earn.

Yi Yang shook his head with a wry smile in his heart, and said, "Help me look at the stall, a hundred yuan a day, Liu Wei will also go, will you go?" ”

"Liu Wei is going too!? Can she make an appointment with Liu Qin? Hearing that Yi Yang's girlfriend was also going, Lu Xiang was overwhelmed, Liu Qin was their classmate, sitting in the first row of the kind of students who were short and above average, and they were quite beautiful, but Yi Yang didn't think that people could like Lu Xiang.

What's more, the buddy paid you to look at the stall, and by the way, he took care of Liu Wei, not for you to come to the girl, "No, are you going?!" ”

"Go!" Hearing that Yi Yang's tone was not good, Lu Xiang decisively chose to love banknotes rather than beauties.