According to previous estimates, the sales of railway stations should have reached 10,000.

Chen Xiangwan was a little disappointed, and the railway station market may not be as optimistic as he imagined.

Zhu Xiaohua stared at the crowd coming and going in the square in front of him and did not speak.

He is also a little worried now that sales of popsicles have stagnated since the wholesale center at the train station was set up and staffed in place. All these preparations have become superfluous.

He handed over the task of distributing popsicles to Chen Xiangmaru and the others, while he walked around.

In the square in the front hall of the railway station, there are people selling soup dumplings, orange soda, newspapers and magazines, and melon seeds. In front of their stalls, they also have their own popsicles.

He went around the intersection east of the train station, where people with foam boxes and bicycles were also retailing popsicles.

In this era, popsicles are still a novelty, and people have only just used refrigerators.

In the hot summer months, popsicles cool down and quench their thirst, and at the same time, due to their low price, they are affordable for the average person.

So it's a very trendy, very fashionable commodity.

Zhu Xiaohua walked slowly along the East Station Road, and suddenly saw several unfamiliar faces, these people were holding foam boxes and selling popsicles. In front of the shop not far behind them, a sign was erected: Wholesale popsicles.

"How much is a popsicle?"

Zhu Xiaohua stepped forward to ask.

The owner of the shop was a strange middle-aged man with a thick beard.

He glanced at Zhu Xiaohua, obviously didn't know him, and replied casually: "Eight cents a piece, it's cheaper to wholesale." ”

Zhu Xiaohua asked: "How much does wholesale cost?" ”

The middle-aged man replied: "Batch at least 100, the wholesale price is five cents." ”

Zhu Xiaohua was relieved, this price was slightly more expensive than theirs. Because the train station market is different from other places, prices are generally slightly higher.

He looked at the goods in the other party's shop, and the quantity was not very large.

As he walked on, he saw a few strange vendors selling popsicles along the street.

Apparently these are new competitors.

Zhu Xiaohua went to a few more places and returned to his shop.

In the shop, Chen Xiangwan was still bargaining with the cooperative vendors, and the new accountant Shen Yue was still registering. There are about twenty or thirty foam boxes in the store.

Today's wholesale is noticeably slower than it used to be.

There are also far fewer retail vendors coming to buy goods.

It wasn't until two or three o'clock in the afternoon that the seven thousand popsicles were barely wholesaled.

Accountants Shen Yue and Chen Xiangwan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and said, "It's so dangerous, I'm almost going to press the goods." ”

The young man who moved the goods said: "If the goods are really pressed and the popsicles turn into water, then the boss will lose a lot." ”

Zhu Xiaohua smiled slightly, this young man is quite interesting.

In the evening, after dealing with the affairs of the train station, Zhu Xiaohua returned to the shop at the intersection of Xuefu Road.

Before he reached the door of the shop, he heard Li Shufen's hearty laughter from the shop, as well as the sound of Lao Qiao clearing his throat.

When Zhu Xiaohua entered the store, he saw that in addition to Lao Qiao and Li Shufen, there were two more sixteen or seventeen-year-old children in the store.

Two children, a man and a woman, chased and played in the store.

The facilities were smashed into disarray, tables and chairs were lying on all fours, foam boxes were cracked, and debris was spilled on the floor.

Zhu Xiaohua couldn't help frowning.

Lao Qiao saw Zhu Xiaohua coming over, and continued to introduce with a smile: "Xiaohua, you came just in time, I have something to discuss with you." These two children are the children of relatives, and I want them to come and help and work here. ”

Zhu Xiaohua looked at the two children who only knew how to have fun and did not do anything, and asked, "It's them, right?" ”

Old Qiao said: "Yes, their parents have come to beg me every day these days, and I thought that now the business volume has increased and there is a shortage of manpower, so I let them come." ”

Zhu Xiaohua looked at the two struggling teenagers and asked, "What's your name?" ”

The boy stopped chasing and said, "My name is Qiao Yifan, her name is Qiao Guizhen, and we are cousins." ”

The girl continued: "We are from the same village as Uncle Qiao, and my house is only twenty or thirty meters away from his house. ”

Li Shufen heard the two children's frank answers, her face tensed, and she was a little nervous.

Lao Qiao behaved as usual and said: "I think they are all relatives, so the salary for them is set to four yuan a day, which is one less than Shufen and Mingyu." What do you think? ”

Zhu Xiaohua thought to himself, two children who have nothing to do are actually getting higher wages than most people in Lucheng, which is a bit outrageous. I don't know what Old Joe thinks?

Zhu Xiaohua saw that there were so many people present, it was difficult to refute after all, and the ministry couldn't refute Lao Qiao in person, and said, "Your relatives, you can decide." ”

He wanted to throw this question to Old Joe and let him think for himself.

However, Lao Qiao didn't find anything wrong here, thinking that Zhu Xiaohua agreed.

He held Zhu Xiaohua's hand and said, "Then it's settled." Xiaohua, I knew you would agree. Come over and thank you, uncle. ”

"Thank you, uncle!" The two children chased and screamed.

Li Shufen took the lead in laughing out loud and said, "How old is Zhu Xiaohua, only five or six years older than this child, let's call him uncle." ”

"Thank you, little uncle!" The girl corrected again.

Lao Qiao drove the two children to the backyard to play, leaving only Zhu Xiaohua and Li Shufen in the store.

Lao Qiao helped up the overturned chair and gave it to Zhu Xiaohua, and the three of them each sat on a chair.

After sitting down, Lao Qiao asked, "How is the sales at the railway station in the past two days?" ”

Zhu Xiaohua said: "There has been a slight increase, but it has been more difficult than expected. ”

Li Shufen looked proud: "It seems that the college students you are looking for are not very helpful?" The sales of Bailu Temple on our side have also increased. ”

Li Shufen already knew that sales at the train station had stagnated.

She thought hatefully in her heart, Zhu Xiaohua, you are just a stunned young man, without our old Qiao family, I see how you can make the market at the railway station.

Zhu Xiaohua deliberately said: "It's a pity that only 10,000 were sold today." ”

Li Shufen said: "There are no 10,000 roots, right? You have seven or eight thousand at most. ”

Zhu Xiaohua suddenly became vigilant: "How do you know that it is seven or eight thousand?" ”

Li Shufen was stunned for a moment, thinking badly, and said that she had leaked her mouth, and sent someone to keep an eye on Zhu Xiaohua's shipments in the past two days, but don't be discovered by him.

Li Shufen immediately sloppy: "I guess." ”

As a person who has lived a lifetime, how can Zhu Xiaohua not understand the stakes involved.

The popsicle market is so big, and now the daily profit is five or six hundred yuan, which is the income of many people in a lifetime.

If the sales volume of the railway station really exceeds 20,000, the profit will be even greater, and the daily profit will fluctuate at the level of 1,000 yuan.

For such a large sum of money, how can someone not be blushing and not firmly eyed?