On normal days, the park is open every five days and ten days every month. But starting from a young age, it is a big gathering every day until Chinese New Year's Eve.

Approaching the end of the year, people from all over the country are pouring into the city to buy New Year's goods, so the crowd on the big market is far more lively than usual.

Geng Wenyang took advantage of the fact that there was no business in the workshop in the afternoon, said hello to Zhuang Fujin, and walked all the way to Daji.

Although the afternoon market was not as crowded and lively as in the morning, it was still full of people and hot.

Geng Wenyang wandered through the crowd, and it took a long time to move to Min Hui's bookstall, where she was busy beckoning customers to take care of the stall.

Geng Wenyang saw that although she was tired, her eyes were obviously full of excitement and joy, and he immediately greeted: "Sister, is the book selling okay?" ”

Min Hui turned his head and saw that it was him, and said with a grin: "Guess how much your book sold in the morning?" ”

Geng Wenyang thought for a while and said, "I'm not here again, how can I guess?" But if I had to estimate it...... Can there be more than 200 sets? ”

"Guess less!" Min Hui said proudly: "I sold more than 320 sets in the morning, and it seems that I can sell another 100 sets in the afternoon." ”

"Yikes!" Geng Wenyang was surprised: "It sells so well? ”

"That's it!" Min Hui leaned into his ear and said, "We are now selling it for a set of seven yuan and five, and the sale is quite good!" ”

"Seven pieces of five!?" Geng Wenyang was even more surprised.

The greed of capital in the pursuit of profit is brilliantly described in Capital: if there is a 10% profit, it is guaranteed to be used everywhere; With a 20% profit, it becomes active; With a 50% profit, it takes risks; For the sake of 100% profit, it dares to trample on all human laws; With a 300% profit, it dares to commit any crime, even the danger of hanging.

The cost price of Min Hui to take a book from him is six yuan a set, and if the price is seven yuan and a half, a set can earn a piece of five cents, and the profit margin is as high as 25 percent, which is just in the stage of "becoming active".

I didn't expect the martial arts novels I copied to be so popular among the people, although it was mainly stained with the light of Mr. Jin Yong, but it also showed that his literary talent has been recognized by everyone. Thinking of this, Geng Wenyang couldn't help but feel a little fluttering and proud.

Min Hui said: "I decided not to distribute these books to the county first, and we will sell them all by ourselves." ”

"Huh?" Geng Wenyang was puzzled: "What about the books ordered by the booksellers in the county?" Is it possible to break the contract with them? ”

Min Huiwan said: "Which line is that?" If you really break the promise and don't keep it, how can you cooperate again in the future? ”

"And what do you want to do......

Min Hui explained carefully: "This batch of books will be handled like this first, and we plan to print another 3,000 sets and give them 2,000." ”

"Three thousand more copies?" Geng Wenyang was surprised: "Is it now or after the year? ”

"Now, of course." Min Hui said: "Originally, I planned to go to the factory to look for you in the afternoon, you came just in time, say hello to the director of Zhuang when you go back, and I will go to him tomorrow to order books." ”

Printing another 3,000 sets is 6,000 sets, Geng Wenyang silently calculated: "According to the net income of a set of books for four cents, I can earn at least 8,400 yuan for 6,000 sets of books." Even if I remove the pen fee for Sister Xiaomeng, I can earn more than 7,000 yuan! ”

He was secretly happy, but he heard Min Hui say: "But the contract price has to be reduced, how about five yuan and eight yuan per set of books?" ”

For the sake of large quantities, the printing house has reduced the cost price of each set of books by four cents. Although four cents is not much, it is converted into 3,000 sets for a total of 1,200 yuan, which is almost equivalent to the annual salary of a senior worker in the factory.

As the saying goes, reluctant to let the child not be a wolf. In order to cooperate smoothly, sometimes some interests have to be sacrificed. Geng Wenyang gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay!" OK! ”

Seeing Geng Wenyang happily agree, Min Hui felt a burst of joy in his heart. The price she gave to the booksellers in each county was 6 yuan and 8 cents per set of books, which meant that the second batch of 3,000 sets of books had not yet been sold, which had already brought Min Hui and his wife an additional income of 2,000 yuan.

I didn't have to do anything, I just made two thousand dollars by pouring the handle. Such a large sum of money is too easy to come by!

The two of them were whispering, when they suddenly saw a commotion in the crowd, only to hear a sharp voice behind them shouting: "I finally caught you!" See where you're going? ”

Geng Wenyang looked back when he heard the sound, and saw a short man with a lewd description and a hunched shoulder jumping out of the crowd and coming straight at him.

Geng Wenyang saw that the person who came was full of treachery, and his small eyes flashed with a cunning gaze, so he turned around and stared at the other party coldly.

The little man wanted to rush forward and fight Geng Wenyang to muddy the scene, but he was swept away by Geng Wenyang's fierce gaze, and for some reason he suddenly felt a little frightened, and subconsciously stopped.

"You...... Give me the money back! Seeing that he couldn't get close, the little man was now revealing his true nature, and jumped to his feet and shouted.

Geng Wenyang saw that he was very angry, and he didn't remember any dealings, how could he be involved with him about money? Didn't you recognize the wrong person?

He was about to open his mouth to ask a question, when suddenly his heart moved: "No! This guy isn't a good thing at first glance. I came to ask me to pay back the money for no reason, and nine times out of ten it was deliberately finding fault, which seems to be a trap. ”

Geng Wenyang was on guard, so he naturally wouldn't be easily fooled, and at the moment he hugged his arms in front of his chest, quietly watching the little man's performance.

Seeing that Geng Wenyang didn't care about him, the short man didn't dare to step forward to do anything with him, so he instigated the surrounding crowd in a hurry, and shouted to everyone: "Everyone come and see!" He's a thief who stole my money and didn't pay it back, what do you say? ”

The last thing ordinary people want to encounter when they go to the big market is thieves. After a hard year, I finally made some money, and I wanted to buy some New Year's goods on the big set to have a good year, but once I was targeted by thieves, there was a high probability that I would end up with a tragic ending of running out of money.

So for the people, the thief is the street rat that everyone shouts and beats. Hearing that the thief had been caught, the people with a sense of justice rushed over one after another. Many young men widened their eyes, and some of them rolled up their arms and sleeves to try to beat the thief out of anger.

Geng Wenyang never expected that the short man would actually think of the trick of inciting the masses. Once everyone believes the guy's words, the thief's hat on his head is probably fixed.

What's even more terrifying is that if everyone thinks that it is a thief, they will be beaten at least and may lose their lives at worst. After all, in the 80s, the masses' sense of justice was still very strong, and the concept of not holding the people accountable to the law was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Min Hui finally figured out what the short man wanted to do, and said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? How could my brother be a thief? Don't slander people's innocence, okay? ”

When the short man saw someone answering, he pinched his waist and said proudly: "He stole my money, isn't it a thief?" ”

"You said you stole it, you stole it? What evidence do you have? Min Huiyi said righteously.

"Evidence?" The short man rolled his eyes, raised his hand and pointed at Geng Wenyang: "If you say that you didn't steal, dare you let me search my body?" ”

Frisk? Geng Wenyang's eyes narrowed, and he immediately understood what this guy was planning.