Yu Qingbo saw that the venue was crowded, and Qin Xiaofei was busy in the booth, and he was a little envious.

"Thunderbolt on a sunny day, the business of crispy noodles is so good, so why are you still doing loach business?"

Song Qingtian said: "This is the integrity of Brother Lu, if he keeps receiving, I will always do it." ”

Yu Qingbo said thoughtfully: "No wonder Brother Lu values you very much." ”

Yu Qingbo's eyes stared at the two jars of Hengshui Lao Baigan again, "Hengshui Lao Baigan, isn't this the liquor of our hometown?" Brother Lu also let you sell it? Are you selling here? ”

"It's okay, it's just starting now, and it's not easy to do, but it'll get better slowly." 、

Yu Qingbo said with a little regret: "I have said many times, Brother Lu won't let me sell Lao Baigan, Brother Lu let you do it, that's really good for you, you know?" I just said that Brother Lu has something, that is, he has contracted a winery to specialize in the production of this kind of wine, so he can't go to Guangzhou for the time being, if you do well, let Brother Lu set up a sales point in Jinping County, so that you can specialize in wholesale sales of Lao Baigan. ”

When Song Qingtian heard it, isn't this the agency he said? It is definitely good to be an agent, if you can do the agent of Lao Baigan, then the business will be good in the next few decades, in the previous life, Lao Baigan has always been very popular.

Song Qingtian felt that this was a huge business opportunity, and secretly thought in his heart that the next time Lu Xin came over, he must talk to him about this matter.

Yu Qingbo ate another bowl of cold noodles, saying that he had something to do with Jinping County and wanted to go early.

When he left, Song Qingtian wrapped him a few catties of crispy noodles and asked him to take them back to eat.

Subsequently, Song Qingtian found Deng Yuhua and immediately explained to her that he was not going to Guangzhou for the time being, and apologized.

Deng Yuhua said: "It's just that I can't go for the time being, it's okay, my money is relatively tight in the past two days, and I want to dispose of the winter goods in my hand." Bring in a little spring and summer clothes. ”

Deng Yuhua understands the righteousness, Song Qingtian feels more and more sorry for Deng Yuhua, people gave him a bicycle for nothing, he has not repaid it, and there is no problem of buying clothes for her at the moment.

Song Qingtian thought to herself, no matter what, she had to help Deng Yuhua, and when she thought that Deng Yuhua planned to deal with the squeezed winter clothes, she suddenly had an idea.

"Sister Yuhua, if you want to deal with those winter clothes, I have an idea."

Deng Yuhua didn't attach great importance to Song Qingtian's every idea, not only because her grandmother had explained to her, but since Song Qingtian proposed to renovate the store, she obviously felt that business would be good in the future.

Some time ago, Song Qingtian said that she would go to the venue of the Spring Festival to do market research, and she went to the venue of the Spring Festival a few times and found that there was almost no one selling clothes in the venue.

The flow of people is so large, and there are very few people who sell clothes, so she invested in it and bought a car to sell clothes at the Spring Festival.

At this moment, Song Qingtian said that he had a new idea, and Deng Yuhua waited for Song Qingtian with an expectant expression.

"We can do out-of-season sales and discounts."

These are all common ways to sell clothes in the 21st century, but in the early 80s, especially in the towns and villages, no one had used such methods, and they had not even heard of them.

Hearing these new terms, Deng Yuhua immediately became interested and asked what to do.

"If it's possible, you'd better find a way to print some flyers."

Song Qingtian felt that according to Deng Yuhua's identity, he should be able to do it.

Deng Yuhua hesitated for a moment and said: "I'm afraid this is not easy to do, I am a person who knows the printing house, but the printing house is a state-owned unit, and it does not do odd jobs for private individuals." ”

"That's fine, you can write big-character posters, you go back and you go to someone to write 200 big-character posters, and then paste them all over every street and alley in Sanchuan Town. You carry big-character posters with you, post them in the neighborhood wherever you go, and you also advertise them when you sell clothes. ”

"What is the content of the big-character poster?"

Song Qingtian said: "Just write an off-season clearance discount sale, sell one piece cheaper for two yuan, sell two pieces cheaper for five yuan, you calculate the cost, as long as you make money and don't lose money, I think it should be sold out soon." Small profits but quick turnover, publicity in place, attractive from the price, should be much better sales, and when promoting, write the name of your clothing store a little bigger. It also has a promotional effect on your clothing store. ”

"It's a really good idea, if you can sell all the backlog." Deng Yuhua sighed and said: "It's the first time I've been in the clothing business, I didn't know how to do it at first, and then I couldn't sell a lot of goods, and I had a lot of inventory at home. ”

Song Qingtian said: "Then you can try to do this." ”

"Qingtian, why are you so smart?"

Deng Yuhua gratefully shook Song Qingtian's hand, grandma's words were really right!

This day is the last day of the spring party of Laojun Temple, Tao Jinshan bought 20 catties of fast food noodles yesterday, and he didn't come today.

In the evening, it was a little overcast and a cool breeze was blowing.

Halfway through, Song Xifeng casually said that the liquor was selling very well today.

When I went home in the evening, the sky began to rain lightly, and in the second half of the night, the rain became heavier and heavier, and the dirt road in the countryside must have been muddy, so I could no longer go to the venue to set up a stall to sell things, so I had to rest for two days.

With some time to rest, Song Qingtian decided to go to Zhu Ming to inquire about Han Zheng's whereabouts.

Early in the morning, Song Qingtian went to Sanchuan Town and went to the police station to find Zhu Ming to inquire about Han Zheng's news.

What is the situation of Han Zheng, Song Qingtian wants to know very much, after all, has Han Zheng helped him a lot? If she didn't know how to deal with Han Zheng's affairs, she couldn't get over it in her heart after all.

Zhu Ming began to complain when he saw Song Qingtian, "Since Officer Tao went to look for you that day, I haven't heard from Brother Zheng, I went to ask Brother Zheng and his father, and the old guy scolded me when he saw me, saying that I brought Brother Zheng badly, I was worried about Brother Zheng, I went to ask the old guy once, and he scolded me once, do you say angry?" ”

Song Qingtian comforted Zhu Ming for a while, and Zhu Ming was relieved.

"What happened to Zhou Wentao?"

Zhu Ming said: "Zhou Wentao has never admitted that it was Brother Zheng who beat him, this guy can really bear it, Brother Zheng doesn't know what means he used to eat him to death." By the way, Officer Liao came to me and said that he had investigated the relationship between you and Brother Zheng, and that the school had misunderstood you, so let the school come forward to apologize to you, maybe he would let you go back to school in the next two days? ”

Song Qingtian didn't think too much about school affairs for the time being.

"Brother Ming, can I ask you for one thing?"

"What do you say?"

"Can you take me to Teacher Han's house?"

Zhu Ming hesitated for a long time and asked, "Are you sure you really want to go?" ”

"I'm sure."

"Okay, I'm thick-skinned anyway, and at most I'm being scolded by the old guy again."

The two agreed that when Han Pengcheng got off work at noon, the two would go to his house.

Seeing that the time was still early, Song Qingtian came to Yuhua's clothing store, and saw a table in the clothing store from a distance, and Deng Yuhua was writing big-character posters with a brush.

Song Qingtian took a closer look, and Deng Yuhua's calligraphy was much more beautiful than Song Xifeng's.

Song Qingtian was very surprised and said, "Sister Yuhua, I didn't expect you to be both civil and military, and you can drive and write." ”

"This is all what my grandmother forced me to practice since I was a child, and she said that it is still good for girls to read a little more, and I was also forced out."

Speaking of this, Deng Yuhua suddenly thought of Song Qingtian being fired by the school, so he asked, "How are you doing at school?" ”

Song Qingtian said: "Just now Zhu Ming said that the police found out that they had misunderstood my relationship with Han Zheng, and they might let me go back, but I don't want to go back to school for the time being." ”

When it was almost noon, Song Qingtian followed Zhu Ming and knocked on the door of Han Pengcheng's house.

Han Pengcheng opened the door and shouted at Zhu Ming: "You kid again?" What are you doing? It's okay, don't show up in front of me. ”

Zhu Ming said with a bitter face: "Uncle Han, you can't be like this, I just care about Brother Zheng." ”

"Xiaozheng doesn't need you to care."

Zhu Ming held back and didn't dare to speak.

Seeing this scene, Song Qingtian could only take the initiative to attack, and politely called Uncle Han, "I am Song Qingtian, a student of Teacher Han, I want to ask Teacher Han how is the recent situation?" What is going to happen to him? ”

Han Pengcheng's gaze shot at Song Qingtian, emitting a cold light.

Zhu Ming suddenly felt a little cold.