Chapter 4: Robbery
Cui Ping is a weaving woman in the No. 2 workshop of the Hope Textile Factory, 32 years old this year, her husband is a survey engineer of the Geological Bureau, and has been carrying out tasks in the Korla area of the great northwest for the past two years, and only went home for half a month a year, and the two have a son, who is 10 years old this year and is in the fourth grade.
"Cui Ping is not working overtime today? It's not like you, why did you run home as soon as you arrived at five o'clock recently, and this month's working hours must be at the bottom. ”
"Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, our Cuiping man is back, and I can't squeeze her man recently."
Faced with the ridicule of the workers, Cui Ping could only respond with a red face: "Don't talk nonsense, my family has to stay at home for more than ten days this time, how can it be so urgent?" ”
"It's just that he is out of the house, his clothes, shoes, socks and pants are torn, in the northwest, this kind of thing is not easy to buy, I have to repair the clothes and pants are torn, I have to find someone to sew the shoes, and the socks have to buy new ones, and I have to worry about a lot of things when I come back."
The co-workers who got off work together showed disbelief when they heard this.
"You two earn money, you have to save thousands a year, right? If you buy it, they have clothes, pants and shoes issued by the unit, and if you want to worry about this, I think you are an excuse, you must be rushing home to ask the man to pay the public grain. ”
A group of people burst into laughter.
They just walked out of the factory gate, and before they noticed a young man, a young man with a car and motorcycle, hurriedly unfolded the sheets, and began to set up a stall.
"Don't miss it when you pass by, the store mall is five dollars a pair, and the best quality knitted socks are now only ten yuan three pairs, ten yuan three pairs, twenty-seven pairs!"
"Quantities are limited, while stocks last!"
"Huh? Why is this young man selling socks here, did you hear him shout, ten dollars and three pairs, look at it! ”
In 1997, in this era when everyone is not short of time, the best thing for the people is to watch the lively, our people's genes are rooted in the attribute of loving to watch the lively, in recent years, in addition to selling old popsicles in the streets and alleys, there are many health care products and medicines.
People in this era have not seen socks sold on the street, such as socks with obvious commodity attributes, generally not all should be placed in supply and marketing cooperatives, shops and shopping malls?
"Lad, how do you sell socks?"
"Ten yuan three pairs, twenty-seven pairs, sisters all take a look, all are the best quality goods, normally sell for five yuan a pair, my uncle opened a shopping mall in the field and closed down, I just brought such a batch of goods, and they are gone after they are sold!"
Cui Ping and a group of female workers looked at the sales tone of this handsome young man with a warm smile and a flamboyant tongue, and laughed and said:
"Your uncle's shopping mall is closed, and he is still smiling so happily, you must have made a lot of money with these socks!"
"The quality is good, it's exactly the same as the last time I bought it in the mall, and it does cost five yuan a pair in the mall!"
"Cheaper, young man. Each sister gets a pair! ”
Facing the chattering of a group of female workers, Qin Feng just responded with a smile:
"Sisters, I really don't make money, it's three pairs for ten yuan, seven pairs for twenty yuan, not only selling, but also trying to go around, how many times to get back the capital, you can't buy such good quality knitted socks no matter where you go at this price."
He could clearly see that some of the female workers in this group couldn't bear the mood they wanted, but they still talked about the price in order to make a little less money.
This is the commonality of people in this era, it is not easy for everyone to make money, the money is spent in practical places, and anyone who has a little bargaining may not miss it.
"Nine dollars and three pairs won't work, if it doesn't work, I'll leave!"
"Can't sell!"
Qin Feng shook his head, and did not put on an ugly face, but continued to shout towards the factory gate:
"Selling socks, three pairs for ten yuan, seven pairs for twenty yuan, all of them are the best quality goods in the mall, and the quantity is limited and sold out."
Hearing this, another group of female workers walked towards this direction.
"I want seven pairs!"
Cui Ping couldn't wait, and immediately took out the money from her pocket to buy underwear for her husband at night and handed it to Qin Feng.
She thought to herself, "I won't be able to buy it until you bargain!" I didn't see that there was only such a small pile of socks, and after a while, more than 1,000 people in the entire factory would get off work, and they were really cheap, so they didn't worry about selling them at all! ”
She just needs this, her husband has to wear more than a dozen pairs of socks a year, and he is not around, he can't make up for it, and the child is also the age of making trouble, and it is not suitable to wear the broken socks that have been mended, go to the mall to buy a pair of five yuan, it is better to pick up a cheap one today, and buy seven pairs directly!
"Okay!" Qin Feng took the money with a smile and immediately bent down to remove the socks tied with leather bands.
"How many pairs of black and how many pairs of white?"
"Hey! Wang Cuiping: How can you destroy the revolutionary front! ”
"I want ten bucks too!"
"Young man, you give it to my sister first, don't wait for them all to come!"
"Okay, okay."
"Where's the socks? Do you still have boss socks? You said ten dollars three pairs of the best knitted socks, right! ”
When the latter group of people caught up, there were only a few pairs of white socks scattered in front of Qin Feng.
"Just right, there are only a few pairs left!"
Qin Feng looked behind him, and there were many people talking about walking towards him.
"Give it all to me!"
The man in front of Qin Feng raised his hand and glanced at his watch, and said:
"Boss, how many socks did you bring! It's only been sold out in just ten minutes after work? ”
"These are all goods from the closure of the mall, not much, only about 200 pairs."
"I'll go, they're all seven or eight of them?" The man is the director of the No. 2 workshop of the Hope Textile Factory, he has three children at home, and his wife always talks about buying socks for the children before going to work these days, and he heard Qin Feng shouting and rushed over immediately.
I wanted to buy more socks at a time, but there were only three pairs of scattered socks on the sheets.
It's just enough for three children, and I and my wife don't have a new pair of socks.
He scratched his head, but still took out ten yuan and gave it to Qin Feng.
"Give it all to me, are you gone when you sell it out?"
Qin Feng took the money: "Yes, but you have to wait ten minutes, I'll go back and get it." ”
He just heard this man say that it was only ten minutes later, and the factory would not be finished until seven o'clock, this was the first batch, and there would be more people behind, and this opportunity must not be missed.
"Okay, then you can take it, I'll smoke a cigarette and wait for you, I'll buy more if I bring it."
Next, Qin Feng rode a motorcycle back to the factory, and when he slapped more than 450 pieces on the table of Uncle Qin Zhiwen, the uncle's jaw dropped, and the cigarette butts between his fingers couldn't react.
Just asked, "All sold?" ”
"Hmm!"
"Fuck me!"
"Why do you sell so much?"
He originally thought that Qin Feng was at the top of the sky, and if he sold it to the store at one time, he could earn more than 200 yuan, so he had to ask one family at a time!
If you're lucky, the first store you asked asked for it all, and it was impossible to make so much money!
"It's too late, I'll explain it later" Qin Feng glanced at the clock on the wall and said, "Change these into socks for me, and ask for the same as before, and take less red." ”