Chapter 10: The First Bag of Business
It is gold that will eventually shine and be used on spicy strips, which seems inappropriate.
But that's what it means!
Lin Hai is not afraid that he will not be able to sell, and now the problem is how to open a sales opening, as long as he can sell in the market, he is not afraid that everyone will not like to eat, even if it is more expensive.
I just ate another pack, licked my lips and the taste of spicy strips filled my mouth, and my stomach was already full, but my taste buds kept transmitting the message of greed, and I wanted to eat another bag.
With the system of cheating fathers, Luo Kai can only eat two bags a day, and he can't be greedy.
Ding dong.
WeChat came with a message, "Director Lin didn't sleep!"
It was a female employee of the original food factory who sent a message, this girl has a very cheerful personality, loves to talk and laugh, has very white skin, has some baby fat, and is a very cute girl.
"No!" replied Lin Hai leaning against the head of the bed.
"We're eating out together, and we miss you very much. Mei Genie replied, and then sent another photo of several girls at the dinner table, posing for the camera.
They are all familiar faces, and Lin Hai, the restaurant where they are located, often goes to.
Lin Hai sighed and replied: "Go back to rest early after eating, don't stay up late, and have energy to go to work tomorrow." β
"Director Lin, we're all waiting for you to come back. With a look of pity, "After you left, we were all very unaccustomed. β
Lin Hai replied: "There is a chance to meet." β
didn't talk for too long, the memories were all injuries, and Lin Hai went offline to sleep.
Lin Hai did not have the habit of lying in bed.
After washing, Lin Hai set off, and he didn't believe that such delicious spicy strips couldn't be delivered.
"What's five dollars a bag? β
"Look at me uneducated, I'm so confused, right?"
"Your spicy strips are alien-made! β
"No, it's not that I haven't eaten spicy strips. β
Several supermarkets gave Lin Hai such an answer, and Lin Hai was almost beaten out as a liar.
As soon as I got on the bike, my mobile phone rang, and it was marked "Uncle Liu"
This Uncle Liu is Lin Hai's father's comrade-in-arms.
"Hey, Lin Hai, your spicy noodles have been produced! "Uncle Liu is a straightforward person, and he is completely kind to help.
On the day of the opening of the factory, Uncle Liu went over to cheer and promised that day that the spicy noodles would be produced, and his supermarket would help sell them.
"It's been produced, and I'm delivering it to people. Lin Hai said.
"When are you coming to me?" said Uncle Liu.
Lin Hai said: "Uncle Liu, let me tell you first, the cost of making this spicy strip at my family is high, and it may be more expensive than ordinary spicy stripsββ"
Without waiting for Lin Hai to speak, Uncle Liu interrupted: "It's expensive, it's a big deal, I don't make money." β
Uncle Liu thought that the purchase price that Lin Hai said was more expensive than other spicy strips, and it didn't matter to him, he was purely helping.
His supermarket is not far from the village primary school, and snacks such as spicy strips and jelly sell well.
"Okay, come here, sell me a bag for a hundred dollars, and I'll ask for it too. Uncle Liu said: "Your Uncle Liu's words still count, you come over and put me these 500 packs, and sell them if you don't make money." β
Lin Hai thought about it and decided to go first, and if he had something to say, he would say it to his face!
Go straight to Uncle Liu's supermarket.
Uncle Liu saw that Lin Hai was sweating and handed Lin Hai a bottle of cold drink.
Uncle Liu of Linhai Expressway said that spicy strips cost five yuan a pack.
Uncle Liu frowned.
Lin Hai confessed, "Uncle Liu, I know this price is difficult to accept, it doesn't matter if you don't buy it, but this spicy strip is five yuan a pack, give it to the consignee, four yuan and five per bag, and you have a profit of five cents." β
Uncle Liu's expression was a little complicated, he looked at Lin Hai with a little disappointment in his eyes.
He has always been optimistic about Lin Hai, and in this matter, he feels that Lin Hai is black-hearted.
How can there be such a small bag of spicy strips that sell for five yuan, isn't this a pit man?
When you buy the goods, who do you sell them to?
There was displeasure in his heart, but he didn't say anything, it was because of his friendship with Lin Shicai.
He took a puff of cigarette and said, "No matter how much money it is, I'll be the talker, give me five hundred packs!"
"Uncle Liu, now a consignment point can only buy 100 packs, and the spicy strips are limited. Lin Haidao.
Uncle Liu frowned again, and there is this statement, then a hundred packs! He thinks that no matter how many packs he enters, this batch of spicy noodles will be hoarded in his hands, and who will spend five yuan to buy a small package of spicy noodles.
"Do you want to sign a contract?" Uncle Liu was stunned for a moment when he heard this.
"Uncle Liu, we are all our own people, but let's do things according to the rules! Lin Hai said seriously.
Uncle Liu smiled bitterly, and when Lin Hai asked for a deposit of 2,000 yuan, his face changed slightly.
It's a joke, the contract is that each customer is only allowed to buy two bags of spicy noodles per day, and there is a limited quantity? I'm afraid it will be difficult to sell two bags in 100 days.
The selling price cannot be changed without permission.
It is not allowed to be sold in strings, the imported spicy strips are numbered, and the spicy strips starting with B cannot be sold in Area C, and the numbers of the purchased spicy strips are recorded.
It is not allowed to use the spicy strips of the wealthy family to do any sales activities, for example, the sales market of the spicy strips has opened up and has become a food for everyone to grab, and the consignment point deliberately does not sell them, and they must be sold together with other money-making things.
It's like spicy noodles are selling well, all major supermarkets are out of stock, and there is a supermarket that has goods but doesn't sell them, if you want spicy noodles, you have to buy ten boxes of milk, two boxes of cosmetics or something.
There are a total of eight strict rules, and if any one of them is violated, the penalty will be deducted and the point of sale will be cancelled.
Are these provisions useful?
In Uncle Liu's opinion, Lin Hai's spicy strips contain deceptive ingredients, and it is the owners of those supermarkets who are pitted.
He paid Lin Hai a deposit of 2,000 yuan, plus a purchase price of 450 yuan for 100 packs of spicy strips, and endured not saying anything.
Lin Hai could guess what he was thinking, he couldn't explain it clearly, thinking that Uncle Liu would understand it all after a while.
Lin Hai left Uncle Liu's supermarket.
Ding, the system rang.
The task of the system, the development of ten consignment points 0/10, has become 1/10.
It's not easy!
After Lin Hai left, Uncle Liu's wife came back from the market to buy vegetables, and saw Uncle Liu with a black face, "What's the matter! It's like losing 300 yuan." β
"The Lin kid disappointed me so much. Uncle Liu no longer concealed the displeasure in his heart.
"Lin Hai?"
When Uncle Liu mentioned this name, he felt angry, and his voice was louder, "I know that it is not easy for his old Lin family to build a factory, and he must be short of money, but is it not good to say it directly? Isn't this obviously killing me? When I am a fool." β
Uncle Liu didn't have a taste in his heart.
"Yo yo yo! What the hell is this! Aunt Liu asked hurriedly.
"Another day, I have to talk to Lin Shicai, and if I am short of money, I will say directly, I can borrow as much as I can, and play with whatever heart. Uncle Liu shook his head angrily and went to the back room, "You watch the door! β
Aunt Liu was confused, she understood the temper of her old man, and she was angry, so she didn't ask, and she would talk about it when she was angry.
I cut a piece of pork that I bought at the market into small pieces and put it in the freezer of the refrigerator, and the greens and vegetables were placed on the insurance layer.
At this time, someone came to the supermarket.
It was a young man of twenty-five or sixteen, "Boss, come and pack cigarettes." β
I went to the shelf and took two bags of dry noodles and a bottle of cold drink, and when I walked to the counter to pay the bill, I saw the "Wealthy Si Ha Spicy Strip" placed next to it. "I took a pack.
When settling the accounts, Aunt Liu didn't know that the purchase price of the pack of spicy noodles was 4.5 yuan, and she collected other people's money according to five cents a bag.
The young man didn't notice the retail price of five yuan written on the back of the spicy strip bag, and he didn't know that he was taking advantage.
Took the things and rode away on the motorcycle.
The young man was a truck driver, running long distances, resting at home for three days, it was time for him to get out of the car again, he got in the car and the other driver went home to rest, a total of three drivers changed shifts.
Driving a truck to run long distances is a high-risk occupation, especially hard work, the rest on the car is not good, and the general truck is equipped with three drivers to ensure the driver's mental state.
Riding a motorcycle to the place of the shift, the truck has not yet arrived.
It's ten o'clock in the morning, he knows that he should get in the car today, he just woke up, he didn't have time to eat breakfast, his daughter-in-law who just gave birth to a big fat son said to cook for him and eat before leaving, he didn't let him, he bought dry noodles in the supermarket to pad his stomach, and ate with another driver at noon.
While waiting, he tore open a bag of dry noodles and gnawed on it, and then took out the pack of "Wealthy Siha Spicy Noodles" from the bag, he likes to eat dry noodles with spicy noodles.
Thorn~~~
Tearing open the packaging bag of the spicy strips, a tempting spicy smell penetrated into his nostrils and exploded his taste buds.