The men in the compound all did it, pulling the carts, some with a tape measure, some with machetes in their hands, anyway, no one went up the mountain empty-handed.

Zhang Chaonan and Chen Jianguo were also going, and Zhang Yang was in a hurry.

I originally thought that I wouldn't go to the back mountain today, but I gave the order again, let everyone go to the back mountain, although the bamboo forest is still a long way from the back mountain, but he is still hairy in his heart.

So he followed.

"Be careful when you cut bamboo, there are many snakes in the bamboo forest, don't be bitten." Zhang Yang said loudly, he was really bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of the well rope, although the person who was bitten was his grandfather, but he was unforgettable and remembered it for a lifetime.

He was also worried that his grandfather was not dead at the moment, but someone was going to die for him, these were all uncles and uncles on the farm, and it was unacceptable for him to die anyone.

However, unexpectedly, until the evening, everyone cut three carts full of bamboo, and there was no accident.

Zhang Yang's hanging heart finally fell.

Because I returned to the farm, I didn't have to worry about it.

When they arrived at the farm, they found that the women had already sorted their clothes.

Zhang Guosheng's mother, Aunt Holly, walked over, held a list in her hand and said: "Yangzi, this is a list of picked, there are dozens of defective products in total, the clothes are either torn, or dyed and dyed, some sleeves are of different lengths, and some pants have different colors on the left and right feet." ”

"Can it be repaired? If it can be repaired, it will be repaired, after all, it is all money. Zhang Yang thought about it.

"Let's try." Aunt Holly nodded, and took those people to the repairs with those clothes.

"Everyone else came here after dinner, and they brought all the tweezers and iron wires at home, and they worked overtime at night to get all the mops right." Chen Jianguo shouted at the others.

"Okay." Everyone was in high spirits, and the energy could be heard in their voices.

Not to mention the others, Zhang Yang could feel that even Chen Jianguo, the old man, had regained his former spirit.

Zhang Yang looked at the people in full swing, as well as the clothes that were stacked to the brim, thinking about how to sell them.

At the moment, it is not poor, but it is not rich, in the early days of reform and opening up, those who have more spending power are still in the towns, after all, everyone has a salary.

Therefore, it is obviously unrealistic to let them carry baskets to the countryside to sell.

Zhang Yang remembered that when he was in high school, there was already a night market in Liucheng, and he and his classmates used to go to those stalls to buy tapes and small yellow books......

If you think about it, you can try it at the night market in the evening.

"Guosheng, Ah Hui." Zhang Yang beckoned to them.

"Yangzi, what's wrong?" Both of them ran over.

"There's a night market over there, right?" Zhang Yang asked rhetorically.

"Yes, every night, everyone has no entertainment, all ages go to the night market, there are many snacks, toys, bookstalls and so on." Guosheng's eyes lit up, and the whole person became excited, and said, "Where are we going to set up a stall?" ”

"Hmm." Zhang Yang nodded and said, "In the evening, the three of us will push a board cart to step on the point first, and see how it goes?" ”

"Okay."

After the three of them had dinner, they pulled the cart and the two hundred or so pieces of clothes inside.

When they arrived at the night market in Liucheng, they found a location near the street lamp and set up a stall.

The bamboo planks were erected on the board car, and then the clothes were placed on the bamboo planks neatly, and they were neatly folded, and they looked decent.

Guosheng and Ah Hui were excited, but Zhang Yang didn't feel anything, just to try the market.

Sure enough, after a while, there were more and more people, especially when the factory was closed.

Their business was instantly on fire.

"How much does this coat cost, young man?" An aunt asked, holding a dark green coat.

Zhang Yang looked at the list in his hand, which was taken out of there, he glanced at it and said, "Auntie, you really know the goods, this is the latest model, fifteen yuan a piece." ”

"Oh, it's so expensive, let's get cheaper." Auntie began to bargain.

"Auntie, it really can't be cheap, these are high-end goods exported to Europe and the United States, this is the extra few pieces after production, when we look for the factory to get it, we also take it at the original price."

"Ten pieces." Auntie seems to have made a lot of determination.

"I can only give you a maximum of fourteen yuan, anyway, there are only five pieces, and they will be sold out at once, that is, you will come early, and the factory will be closed after a while, and they will be robbed."

"I'll add one piece, eleven yuan, young man, it's not easy for Auntie to make some money."

Ah Hui and Guosheng watched from the side, and the two had no experience in business bargaining at all, so Zhang Yang was teaching them, and they would definitely let them come to the stall by themselves in the future.

It is impossible to set up a stall for 100 billion, so Zhang Yang must do something else.

"Auntie, I don't ink anymore, you take thirteen yuan, you also let me earn some money, I tell you the truth, the cost of my clothes is eleven yuan, and someone in the factory can only take it." After Zhang Yang finished speaking, he didn't ink more.

The aunt hesitated for a while, tried it on her body again, opened her mouth and said casually: "Buddha relies on gold, people rely on clothes, Auntie wears this dress, she is more than ten years younger, tsk, good-looking." ”

"Oh, you young man, you are really good at talking, okay, I bought it and wrapped it for Auntie."

Women always like to listen to good words, Zhang Yang wants to laugh in his heart, maybe without such a sentence, this dress will not be sold.

Zhang Yang put the clothes into a bag, and then after collecting the money, he handed them to his aunt.

After the aunt took the clothes, she glanced at the stall again, looked at this and that, then looked up at Zhang Yang and asked, "Young man, if I introduce someone to buy it, can you give me some wages." ”

"Yes, but it depends on what is sold, how much is sold, and we have to make money, so that you can make money, and no one wants to do anything like losing money and making money." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"Of course." The aunt nodded and left.

"Yangzi, when did you learn to do business?" Guosheng opened his mouth, extremely surprised.

"Is this stall a business?" Zhang Yang sneered and said: "If you have a little brain, you can do it, you can do it, you watch and learn tonight, and then you have to come out and set up a stall by yourself." ”

"Oh, good." The two nodded.

"When I go back in the evening, I will tell you the reserve price of these things, and you have to say more good things, anyway, you don't need to have the cost to say good things, and people should be enthusiastic and outgoing, it will definitely not work for a goose like you two." Zhang Yang continued.

"Got it." The two nodded repeatedly.

At eight o'clock, there were more and more people, and the business of the stall was getting better and better.

When I arrived at the night market to close the stalls, a truckload of goods was almost sold out.

"Those who sell scallion pancakes, you go buy some and bring them back to everyone, everyone wears a mop at night, and it is very hard." Zhang Yang took ten yuan and handed it to Guosheng.

"Okay." Zhang Guosheng walked over happily.

In my impression, the scallion pancake at that time was ten dollars a dollar......