Chapter Seventy-Three: Take Advantage

"Shiwen, see you know how to draw, give Bawen a good time." Xu Wenlan turned around to take a closer look, this statue of the God of Wealth was very well printed, Xu Wenlan couldn't say what was good, but he only felt that this painting had spirit. Compared to the portrait of the God of Wealth printed on plastic film in later generations, it is simply a work of art.

I think that the masters of this engraving and printing are all very level, but I don't know how expensive this price is: "Little brother, can you be the master?" I want to buy more, can you give a wholesale price? ”

"Wholesale?"

"Well, I'm just saying I buy a lot, you give me a bargain."

The young post-graduate finally understood, tilted his head and thought: "I have two hundred here!" Can you have both? ”

"It depends on your price." You can't show timidity, you have to be tense.

Looking at Xu Wenlan, the young junior hesitated: "Or, Liuwen!" ”

"Liuwen?" Xu Wenlan pursed her lips and was about to speak, when someone walked in from outside: "Donghua, how is it?" Have you ever sold it? ”

As soon as I looked up, I saw Xu Wenlan, the bearded, forty-year-old man paused: "There are guests!" Donghua, you greet the guests firstβ€”I really want to see how you sell your goods......"

As soon as Xu Wenlan saw it, she knew that this middle-aged man was the boss.

Probably this young descendant is his son, and he usually doesn't look at the store very much, and he is not good at selling goods, and even, maybe this young descendant named Donghua doesn't want to see this store at all.

Thinking about the Momei picture just now, and then looking at this room full of New Year's paintings, maybe his ambition is not in this New Year's painting at all, but wants to pursue higher artistic value, right?

Wow, it looks like you guessed it right!

As soon as she understood this, Xu Wenlan immediately made a decision and stretched out her hand: "Just the price you just said - a hundred!" ”

It was a loss to sell a tael of silver in the name of a two-person transfer, otherwise she wouldn't even be able to afford a red clay stove, let alone the purchase.

Two hundred can't be digested, one hundred is still reluctant, if the business she wants is successful, she can still make a small amount of money before the Chinese New Year.

The young posterior Donghua was still hesitating, and the middle-aged man had already come over: "I didn't expect it to be a big customer, little girl, where is your father?" ”

There was a smile on his face, but there was clearly suspicion in his eyes.

Xu Wenlan is not angry, she is a little girl who looks no more than ten years old, and she wears a coarse cotton jacket, which is normal for others to believe it.

Looking at the middle-aged man, she didn't respond to the other party's words, just looked at Donghua.

Looking at each other, Donghua pursed his lips and nodded.

The middle-aged man was busy: "Little girl, can you get the money?" ”

Xu Wenlan smiled: "Uncle, you just count." As he spoke, he took out his purse from his arms, Xu Wenlan's hand shook, and the copper coin fell on the counter with a bang.

After exchanging the one or two pieces of silver in the charcoal shop, Xu Wenlan kept it in his arms, which would suddenly show up, and looking at the surprised expression of the middle-aged man, he felt a little refreshed in his heart.

Donghua raised his eyes and glanced at Xu Wenlan, and said directly: "Dad, collect six hundred Wen." ”

The middle-aged man agreed, moved his wrist and began to count the money, but after only counting a few pieces, he suddenly raised his head: "What painting?" One hundred sheets and six hundred texts? ”

Donghua didn't reply, and rummaged through the box under the cabinet: "It's a portrait of the God of Wealth!" ”

As if stepping on his tail, the middle-aged man jumped up at once: "Donghua, how can you have six papers?" Sell 12 pieces a piece! No, no, this loss can't be sold......"

She thinks that those who don't often look at the store will definitely have to make the wrong price!

Xu Wenlan secretly pouted and applauded for her wisdom, but said loudly: "Boss, don't bluff people, how can there be a loss-making seller in this world?" Even if it's cheaper, but the word "small profits but quick turnover", the boss should know best! I just negotiated a good price with this little brother, how can you say that if you don't sell it, you won't sell it? Don't you talk about some credit? ”

The middle-aged man was angry, and just complained: "Little girl, this really can't be sold......"

Donghua, who was holding a large scroll of New Year's paintings, stood up and frowned: "Why can't you sell it?" Although Liuwen earns less, but can't you lose it? Besides, a hundred New Year's pictures may not be sold in a day, right? Dad, you let me look at the store, I made a big business all of a sudden, and you are not happy, what do you want? Otherwise, you'll let me go......"

"Sell, sell-" The middle-aged man saw that his face was blue, but he still gritted his teeth and slapped the board.

"Little girl, what are you doing buying so many statues of the God of Wealth? Just buy one and stick it home! ”

Xu Wenlan raised her eyebrows and smiled, and said, "Boss, I bought so many statues of the God of Wealth to give away!" Give people to the God of Wealth, have surplus wealth in their hands, and let everyone in Heishui County get rich, how good! ”

The corners of his mouth twitched, and it was strange for the boss to believe this.

Xu Wenlan didn't say anything else, just looked at Donghua and said with a smile: "I haven't asked the little boss for your surname, my surname is Xu." ”

"Miss Xu, my surname is Mu."

"Mu Donghua, good name." Xu Wenlan praised with a smile, and said: "Little Boss Mu, I will buy the statue of the God of Wealth in the future, you see that if I want such a large amount, is it also set at six yuan, if you agree, I will pay some fixed money." ”

"How does this make ......" Boss Mu hurriedly interjected.

Mu Donghua frowned, and his lips pursed tightly.

Xu Wenlan was happy when she saw it.

Boss Mu is simply a god assist, just to go against his father, Mu Donghua will also agree to this business.

"How much do you want?" Sure enough, Mu Donghua directly asked about the quantity.

Xu Wenlan sighed slightly: "I will ask for at least another 500 sheets, but it may not be a batch of goods, but at least I will take a hundred pieces every time, and I will definitely take them before the New Year - if I don't take it, then I don't want to pay the fixed money." ”

Mu Donghua nodded: "Set the money for sixty wen, you come and write a contract!" ”

Being able to get the same at such a low price, Xu Wenlan was naturally very happy, and immediately wrote a contract with the past.

Boss Mu looked like he was about to faint, and he crossed his fingers and muttered beside him: "There are thirteen days left before the New Year......

Xu Wenlan was happy: "Yes, there are thirteen days left, if I don't take so many goods, I don't want to set the money." ”

With a light cough, Boss Mu turned his face away and said nothing.

When Xu Wenlan went out with the paper-wrapped portrait, he whispered: "If you really take so many goods, although you sell them cheaply, you can still make some ......."

Mu Donghua was unhappy: "Money, money, dad, what else do you have in your heart besides money?" These New Year's paintings, Zhang Zhang is vulgar, they are all for auspicious engraving, how can they be regarded as paintings? ”

As he spoke, he chased after the freshly drawn Momei.

As soon as he saw Xu Wenlan take something out again, Bai Yingkui, who was watching the carriage, hurriedly stepped forward to pick it up.

"This girl, how did you buy so many New Year's paintings? Where to post? ”

Although I don't know how much, I can see that the amount is really a lot: "You won't buy one of the same, will you?" Is enough money? ”

"Don't worry, Dad." Xu Wenlan didn't dare to say that there was not much money in the purse, but just laughed.

Just as she was about to get into the car, she heard someone shouting at her behind her, and when she looked back, Mu Donghua was chasing after her quickly.