In the next few days, Song Yuanchao basically lived and ate in the air-raid shelter and did not go anywhere, as time went by the speed at which they made hangers faster and faster, the raw materials were gradually consumed, and the finished hangers were piled up one sack after another.

On the first day, because the unskilled completion of the hangers was 618, the second day with the rise of proficiency, the number reached 1725, and on the third day it rose to 1988, and on the fifth day, Song Yuanchao and the five of them worked from early morning to evening, and finally all the raw materials were used up, and all the wire hangers were completed.

The total number of wire hangers completed was 8,962, which was not much different from Song Yuanchao's estimate. Because the sacks were not enough, only 30 sacks, that is, 3,000 integers, were packed, and the rest were neatly arranged in the bomb shelter.

In the past five days, everyone has been very busy, working day and night, picking up a few mouthfuls of food when he is hungry, filling a few mouthfuls of water bottle when he is thirsty, and lying on the sack to sleep directly in the air-raid shelter when he is really tired, and continuing to bury his head in work after waking up, including Song Yuanchao, when he comes down for a few days, he looks almost the same as the embarrassed day he just returned to Shanghai.

After the completion, Song Yuanchao announced that everyone would rest for a day and take care of their spirits and set off at four o'clock in the morning tomorrow.

They went to the nearby bathroom to take a shower, and then everyone made do with it in the air-raid shelter, and lay down early to rest, and when it was half past three in the morning the next day, the alarm clock rang on time, and Song Yuanchao got up and cleaned up one after another, just after four o'clock, in the still hazy night, Li Daqi rode a tricycle, the car was full of sacks with hangers, and the others followed on foot, rushing towards the nearest vegetable market.

When I arrived at the vegetable market, it was less than half past four, and there were already many people in the vegetable market at this time, Song Yuanchao looked at the terrain and asked Li Daqi to pull the tricycle to an intersection, and then beckoned the friends to unload the sacks on it.

Last year, the market gradually had a tendency to open up, especially at the end of the year, many suburban farmers began to transport some vegetables and eggs to the city one after another to sell, plus some hawkers who ran a single gang, most of these small traders and hawkers will gather near the vegetable market, and over time a relatively fixed market has been formed.

Of course, this bazaar is not officially recognized under the current circumstances, but it just turns a blind eye to it, and to put it bluntly, it still belongs to the black market.

The market begins at 4:30 a.m. and usually ends at 6:30 a.m., and disperses after dawn as if nothing had happened.

Unloading the things, Song Yuanchao opened a sack, took out the tied hanger from it and dismantled it, then pulled a rope between the two trees on the roadside sidewalk, and hung the hangers on it in order according to the color.

After finishing it, the three colors of hangers are staggered, which looks eye-catching, and the next step is to sell. But at this time, Song Yuanchao saw Li Daqi, Zhang Bin, Wang Jianjun, Gu Jie, and the three of them, you look at me, and I look at you, but I don't know how to sell.

When things were laid out, naturally some people came around to watch, but except for Song Yuanchao, the rest of them had never done such a thing. In fact, Song Yuanchao has never been a small trader, but he has lived for nearly seventy years in later generations, and he has never eaten pork and never seen a pig run?

What's more, when he worked in the telephone bureau in later generations, he also took the following employees to go out on tasks and set up stalls to engage in telemarketing work.

"Oops! Come and take a look, take a look, walk by and never miss it, the steel wire hanger is cheap and good, the material is solid and the price is cheap! One only sells for three cents and five, and it is a rare opportunity to buy it back to dry clothes and hang clothes firmly and strongly! ”

Song Yuanchao held two hangers in one hand, and the two hangers were hooked together and waved in his hands, compared with Bruce Lee's nunchucks, the wind was dazzling and dancing, and from time to time there was a white crane with bright wings and a hand waving the pipa, which looked a little bit more like the posture of Haidilao ramen performances in later generations.

While waving, he shouted loudly, and as his shouting sounded, more and more people began to gather around.

"Young man, you sell wire (wire) hangers?"

"Steel wire, six meters thick steel wire, with PVC casing sealing outside, hard and solid, and absolutely not rusty, aunt, you see, this color, this workmanship, only sold three cents and five one, so cheap and unique in Shanghai!" Song Yuanchao happily fiddled with the hanger in his hand to show the other party.

"The color is beautiful and it looks good, but is this hanger sturdy?"

"Sturdy, absolutely sturdy!" Song Yuanchao didn't say a word, he picked up a hanger and whipped at the sycamore tree trunk next to him, the hanger crackled on the trunk in the whirring wind, the white trunk was directly broken by Song Yuanchao, and the green juice splashed out, but the hanger in Song Yuanchao's hand was basically not deformed except for being stained with some bark and sap.

"Look, let's take a look at the workmanship and materials, not to mention hanging clothes, is it easy to beat the children at home? As soon as you smoke it and keep it, your child will be obedient immediately. ”

"Hahaha!"

Song Yuanchao's words immediately caused everyone to burst into laughter, in this era, it is common for parents to beat their children, but the adults of that family don't beat their children? It is a very common thing to beat the king of skin in the family with a feather duster and jump up and down and cry wolf, and Song Yuanchao's words resonated with everyone.

"Young man, things look good, can the price be cheaper?" A middle-aged man asked.

"Three cents and five one, if you buy three at a time, how about counting you as one yuan? This price is cheap enough, our materials are good, the cost is high, and no matter how cheap it is, we will lose money. ”

"Okay, get me six, two yuan, isn't it?" The middle-aged man was a cheerful man, and immediately took out two yuan and handed it over.

"Howler!" Song Yuanchao hurriedly collected the money, and at the same time asked with a smile: "Big brother, what color do you want?" We have three colors, red, yellow and blue. ”

"Average, two for each color." The middle-aged man thought for a moment and said.

"No problem!" Song Yuanchao agreed with a smile, and then looked back and saw that Li Daqi was still standing in a daze and didn't react, so he hurriedly kicked at the nearest Li Daqi: "Six hangers, two for each of the three colors, give it to this big brother quickly." ”

"Oh...... Good! Li Daqi came back to his senses and nodded again and again, quickly found six hangers and handed them to the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man took it and looked at it carefully, and deliberately used his hand to push the hanger down slightly, and then nodded with satisfaction.

The middle-aged man opened it for Song Yuanchao, and the rest of the people saw that the quality of the hangers that the middle-aged man bought was really good, especially the hangers with sleeves were bright and beautiful, and more importantly, Song Yuanchao's hangers all looked like they were made in the same mold.

Besides, the price of a hanger is indeed not expensive, and the bamboo hangers in the store are sold for four cents and five, not to mention that Song Yuanchao can sell the three of them together for five cents cheaper, so it is even more cost-effective.

"I'm going to have six, two of each color, like just now, and that's money."

"I want three, and give me the red ones."

"Give me nine ......."

With the middle-aged man's first order, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became lively, Song Yuanchao beckoned Li Daqi and a few of them to collect the goods, and he still waved the hanger with both hands and shouted loudly to solicit.

For a while, everyone was very busy, and most people bought three, six or even nine at a time, and almost none of them bought individually.

In less than half an hour, nearly half of the hangers brought out were sold, and Song Yuanchao saw that the business was so good, and hurriedly asked Li Daqi and Gu Jie to ride back immediately and pull another batch over, while the others continued to sell goods on the spot.

From half past four in the morning, it was sold until after seven o'clock, and in less than half an hour, Song Yuanchao sold nearly three truckloads of goods, and the time was almost up, and the flow of people going to work began to go out, and the stalls here were also about to be collected.

After packing up their things, Song Yuanchao and the others happily returned to the air-raid shelter, closed the door and counted today's achievements with great interest.

It took an hour to check the collection and sales numbers, and today's first day was a remarkable achievement, in three hours they sold a full 966 hangers, and the sales amount was as high as 322 yuan.