"Ah Hu, you just guard this stall. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Zhong Zhe took Ah Hu, occupied a place at the intersection with a table, and placed the cut watermelon, and commanded.

The wet market is huge, and in addition to the main entrance, there are two side entrances and a back entrance. Zhong Zhe has two more helpers, and he can set up three stalls, occupying the three most crowded intersections.

Zhong Lin and Ah Hu are in charge of guarding the stall, and the work of cutting melons and delivering melons is naturally done by himself. Yesterday he ran back and forth dozens of times, and he was tired enough.

Today, he was prepared, and went to buy a few plastic boxes with lids early in the morning, the kind with relatively large specifications, and one box can hold more than 20 slices of cut watermelon. He uses a cart to transport three boxes on top of each other. More than 60 slices of watermelon can be transported at one time. It was a lot easier for him.

"Brother, how do I feel that today's watermelon is a little smaller than yesterday's."

When Zhong Zhe went to deliver melons for the first time, Zhong Lin took advantage of the gap when no one was there and asked in a low voice.

Zhong Zhe nodded and said, "Well, I cut two more pieces." Are you thirsty, what do you want to drink? ”

"I want a Coke, a little ice." Zhong Lin wiped a handful of sweat, but thought in his heart what his brother said just now, cutting two more pieces of a watermelon means earning two more yuan. If you sell more than 60 melons like yesterday, you will earn more than 200 yuan.

Now their three stalls, in proportion, are one hundred and eighty melons, and they can earn more than three hundred yuan.

"What if I cut one more piece?" He couldn't help but reverie.

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Zhong Zhe didn't know what his cousin was thinking, and he wouldn't agree if he knew. There are no competitors yet, so he naturally wants to maximize his interests.

However, according to his experience, cutting a dozen catties of watermelon like this into fourteen pieces is already the limit, and any more is too small. For consumers, it is not so cost-effective and much less attractive.

How to maintain sales while maximizing profits is a technical job.

In his previous life, after he resolutely dropped out of college, he visited the shop during the day, and at night, he went to set up a stall, sold fruits, made a barbecue, and made a roadside stall for supper...... Although I didn't make much money, I did accumulate a lot of experience.

Skills like cutting watermelons are practiced when selling fruits.

After delivering watermelons to the Huhu siblings, he pushed the trailer and walked back, stopped when he passed the street corner, and walked into a small shop to buy drinks.

The shop is small, less than fifty square meters in size. He glanced inside, and there were two rows of shelves in the store, which looked very crowded, and the goods on them were chaotic and messy.

In the past two thousand years, small and medium-sized supermarkets and convenience stores were still relatively rare, and there were such small grocery stores everywhere, and it was not very convenient to buy things, and you had to go to large shopping malls and supermarkets.

"If you open a supermarket of several hundred square meters in the vicinity, the business will definitely be very good."

The idea was only fleeting, and he himself vetoed it. Now, as far as he knows, there are only two or three relatively large supermarkets in this town, all of which are one or two thousand square meters.

But in two or three years, that number will become more than a dozen, half of which are more than 10,000 square meters.

Not to mention anything else, the land next to the fruit wholesale street will be bought next year to build a building and open a large supermarket.

There is no future for opening a small or medium-sized supermarket in such a place.

He shook his head, shook off the thoughts, and his eyes fell on the refrigerator in front of him. In those days, the variety of beverages was far less abundant than it was more than a decade later.

"Pepsi, and Coca-Cola, the packaging is actually like this. Sunkist orange juice, haven't drunk it in a long time...... Hey, this is Sunrise Iced Tea? ”

His eyes lit up and he took out a bottle.

He liked this brand of iced tea back then, but unfortunately within two years, the manufacturer went out of business, and this drink was never seen on the market again.

He took two more bottles of Pepsi, turned his head and asked the boss, "Is there milk tea?" ”

"Nope."

He originally thought that Xiao Nan was a girl and would prefer milk tea, but he didn't.

"By the way, milk tea hasn't become popular at this time." He remembered and grabbed a bottle of orange juice.

At the time of checkout, a person walked in outside and reminded him, "Pretty boy, your money has dropped." ”

He looked down and saw a ten-yuan note on the ground, which should have fallen out when he took out the money, and when he picked up the money, he was thinking in his heart that this voice was a little familiar.

A vague shadow emerged from the depths of memory.

As soon as he looked up, he saw a young and beautiful face, and the vague shadow in his mind instantly became clear, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile, saying, "Thank you." ”

The girl's name was Zhang Yimin, and she was one of the few friends of the opposite sex in his previous life. Her family also has a store here, diagonally across from his parents' house, and he can meet him every day when he goes in and out.

However, at this time, they did not know each other, and at best they were nodding friends.

He raised the ten dollars in his hand and said, "Whatever you want to drink, I'll ask you." ”

"Then you're welcome."

The girl didn't push back, and took a bottle of orange juice.

Zhong Zhe paid, and the girl stood next to him, left with him, and when she went out of the shop, she saw him pulling up the trailer and said, "You set up a stall in front of you to sell watermelons, and the business is very good." ”

"It's okay." Zhong Zhe took a sip of Sunrise Iced Tea, which didn't taste very good. Sure enough, I can't forget this brand, which is a memory bonus.

It's a pity that the iced tea is still the original iced tea, but I am not the original self, so I naturally can't drink the original feeling.

Zhang Yimin asked again, "Where did you get the watermelon from?" ”

"It's the fruit wholesale street next door." With Zhong Zhe's familiarity with her, he could see her intentions at a glance, and he was funny in his heart, but it was not easy to show it on his face.

Zhang Yimin blurted out, "That melon costs seven or eight yuan for wholesale, how much do you earn?" ”

"Small profits, quick turnover." Zhong Zhe said indifferently, he wouldn't tell her the trick inside, they had a relationship, but it was in the future, not now.

Anyway, it won't be long before smart people discover this way of wealth. There is no shortage of smart people in this world. And before that, of course, he wanted to make as much money as possible, and there was no reason to share the profits with others.

Zhang Yimin pursed her lips, obviously a little disdainful of this sentence.

"Pretty boy, thank you for the water." When he arrived at the intersection, Zhang Yimin said goodbye to him.

Zhong Zhe waved his hand, took another sip of iced tea, frowned, and threw the water into the trash can next to him without hesitation, since it was not to taste, he was not willing to force himself.

Then, he pushed the trailer and walked to the rental house, the sun rose higher and higher, the temperature also rose, and the hotter the weather, the more people bought watermelons, and the busier he became.

It also means that the more money he earns.