39 Big Sell

"Ah, this meat is red, huh? Red heart pomelo, I read it in the newspaper. ”

"Is this a cold grapefruit peel? It's delicious. ”

"It's delicious, it's delicious, bring me one."

"I want it too, I want two."

"I want eight, and the gift bag will be given to me as well."

"This one is much more atmospheric than Apple."

One buy is 1.5 yuan a piece, eight buy is one dollar a piece, buy a bag, and save four yuan at once. The grapefruit is packed in a gift bag, which is indeed beautiful and atmospheric, and the most important thing is that this grapefruit is also a fresh fruit.

Many people who bought it were promoted by Wang Sumin, and more and more people went home directly bag by bag. Xie Changsong, Lu Qiang, and the truck driver, the three big men also got busy. Either they're going to take them home or they're going to get them out of the truck.

In short, many people responded to the advertising slogan: There will be no gifts for the holidays this year, and only red heart pomelo will be accepted for gifts.

After a busy day, scattered and scattered, half a truck was sold.

This kind of spending power not only frightened Wang Poisonmin, but even Xie Changsong and Lu Qiang were relieved to see such gratifying results today.

After eating, Wang Sumin and the driver were sent home and the hotel to the hotel. Back at home, the little fat man and Lu Qinghe, as well as the two adults, sat on the square table in one position for each of the four.

I looked forward to the big burlap bag on the table, which was full of money from selling grapefruit today.

"Qinghe, you pour out the money inside, you and Zilong count the small tickets, and your father and I count the big tickets." Xie Changsong asked Lu Qinghe to do it, and watched her pour out all the money in the burlap bag. Coins, gross bills, one-dollar, two-dollar, five-dollar, ten-dollar, and even fifty and hundred-dollar are a whole bunch.

The little fat man is responsible for counting the coins, Lu Qinghe is responsible for counting the gross tickets of one cent, two cents and five cents, all of which are handed over to Xie Changsong, and those above ten yuan are all counted by Lu Qiang.

Almost an hour later, everyone was almost liquidated.

"Fourth sister, how many are yours?" The little fat man couldn't help but ask.

"One hundred and fifty-eight yuan and six cents, Brother Zilong, what about you?" Lu Qinghe was also eager to know today's results.

"Two hundred and thirty-five yuan and four cents."

The two little fat men and Lu Qinghe finished reporting their numbers, and their four little eyes looked at the two adults.

"Three thousand six hundred and forty-two yuan on my side, what about Ah Qiang, your side?"

"Eight thousand eight hundred and thirty." After Lu Qiang's words were finished, everyone gasped.

12,866 yuan, one day, almost sold back all the capital of yesterday's purchase.

After the silence, the little fat man's surprised voice broke their brains: "Fourth sister, you are so powerful, you have sold so much money in one day, and it is the first time I have seen so much money." Uncle, you are amazing, you are really amazing, uncle, you are my puppet god. ”

After boasting, he also winked at his fourth sister: Did I say it well?

Very good!

"Wow, Dad, Godfather, you guys are awesome. We will go back to Yuyun Township tomorrow to catch up with the market and sell it for another day, and that will be the real profit. Wow wow, that's amazing. "Well, this Lu Qinghe completely expresses the happiness and happiness of a child.

Lu Qiang came back to his senses in this heavy joy, and returned Xie Changsong 10,000 yuan on the spot.

"Today it is sold in the county seat, and there are people in the county town who are relatively rich and have purchasing power. I don't know if it's good to sell it when I catch the market tomorrow? Lu Qiang was a little worried again.

"Dad, don't worry, anyway, what we start selling tomorrow is a profit, and whatever you sell is profitable. Godfather, are you right? Lu Qinghe is not worried about tomorrow at all, everyone thinks that people in the city will have spending power only if they have money.

In fact, rural people do not have much money, but their spending power during the Chinese New Year is not less than that of people in the city.

"Mmmm, I also think tomorrow will be good. Everyone quickly washed their feet and rested, and they will return to Yuyun Township early tomorrow morning. With the support of his daughter and friends, Lu Qiang was entangled for a while, anyway, he had come to this point, and there was no point in retreating and worrying.

So he soaked his feet and slept.

Xie Changsong in the kitchen began to get busy again, and the little fat man looked at the fourth sister who was taken away by his uncle, and sighed in his heart, I also want to sleep with the fourth sister.

Yuyun Township rushed to the market earlier than the county seat, because many people who live in the mountains will get up at two or three o'clock and come to the market early to buy and sell things. If it's late, you won't be able to buy anything, and you won't be able to sell anything if you want to. There is only 4 o'clock in the morning to 12 o'clock in the afternoon, and after 12 o'clock, both buyers and sellers are almost gone.

It won't be like the county seat, where it's a whole day.

went back to Yuyun Township to catch the market, and Wang Sumin said yes, and he also followed.

Unable to sit in the front seat of the crowded truck, Xie Changsong hugged two big cotton clothes, he and Lu Qiang sat in the back of the truck, and the two children and Wang Sumin sat in front. With the experience of the previous day, today is much smoother.

Last night, Xie Changsong also called the eldest brother-in-law of Yuyun Township, and when he arrived at the market, Xie Changsong hugged Qinghe, took his son's hand and went to his brother-in-law's house, let the two children continue to sleep, and then drove a motorcycle and followed Lu Qiang to help.

Because it was the entrance of the market, Wang Sumin also shouted hard, and the people who came around were batch after batch. More and more people tried it, but after an hour, very few were sold. Lu Qiang and Xie Changsong frowned, and Wang Poison Min and the driver also kept drinking water, shouting harder than just now.

Others give such a high salary, but they don't help others sell, and I feel very sorry. The driver is too, Lu Qinghe said that he would pay the salary, and the freight was not paid by them anyway, but the driver followed them to run here and there, and it was more difficult.

Lu Qiang and Xie Changsong can always see a lot of acquaintances, and at first, they were still a little uncomfortable. People in the village, people they know, come to talk to each other, and they also talk back, but there will still be some awkward feelings. Especially Lu Qiang, I really felt that my face was a little indelible, and when I saw my acquaintances, I subconsciously hid behind the truck.

Until ten o'clock, all the dishes made of grapefruit peel were eaten, and the grapefruit meat was opened and reopened, and the market was about to end, and it was not sold to one-tenth of yesterday's.

Wang Sumin's sharp eyes found that these people were not the same people who had tasted here just now?

"Give us a bag and take it now." The two knew at a glance that they were not a family, but they cooperated with the two of them to buy a bag together, saving four yuan.

Sure enough, Lu Lu continued, and many people crowded over, some of them were three people in a bag, and some were four or five people in a bag. Of course, there are also generous people who buy a bag at once, and there are very few people who buy them one by one.