My life is full of pop-ups

Chapter 19 The right time and place, where is the harmony of people? (Consecutive update 12 for follow-up)
Wang Keke was very curious about Chen Zui flirting with the boss.

So, the aunt began to talk about the strike-up incident that happened a few days ago, and described it vividly
"Let me tell you, Keke, in the future, you can't find someone like this kid, you can't control it."

"What do you say?"

"Oh my God, Wanrou didn't want to talk to him at first, and she said 'screw' to him! Then guess what?"

Wang Keke's eyes widened: "What's the matter?"

The aunt pointed at Chen Zui: "This kid really rolled five times on the ground!"

Chen Zui: "..."

[Hello, 120?Someone is dead here, an ambulance is here. 】

[Hey, 114, what should I do if the company dies, what, send it directly to the crematorium, phone number, so I can remember it. 】

【Hey, is it 119? Should I use a plank or pliers to rescue him? Can I use a ladder? 】

[Hey, 110, may I ask if people who died in the society can be arrested, is it considered a criminal offense? 】

Hey Gouba, you guys!
The aunt here is still describing vividly.

The couple eating at the booth kept laughing, and there was a middle-aged aunt: "Sister Zhou, let me tell you, young people nowadays are different from our generation, and they all pay attention to creativity. I think this kid is It's very creative. Balababala."

Chen Zui wanted to bury his head like an ostrich.

But what the hell, the spicy skewers are all custom-made iron tables, heat transfer..
Although it wasn't that hot at the table, it still burned a bit when I put it on my forehead.

Seeing this, Zhao Wanrou smiled profusely and was overjoyed.

Only then did Chen Zui figure it out: "I understand that as early as the first day I went to your place, you let me treat you to spicy skewers, just waiting for this to come out!"

Zhao Wanrou looked noncommittal: "Aunt Zhou, stop nagging, and order me some dried tofu rolls, first with other vegetables."

The corners of Chen Zui's eyes almost burst into tears: "You have a conscience!"

Zhao Wanrou turned her head to the side, and said with a small smile, "Did sister love you the most?"

Wang Ke could see the situation: "There is something wrong with you"

After saying this, she looked to the left and then felt that something was wrong, and smoothed things over: "And the boss, are you patriarchal? I'll just say how did you two look like you when Chen Zui came here on the first day?" I know, but luckily I have eyes."

Chen Zui: "Sister Coco, hold back, come, let's eat skewers"

……

Needless to say, the spicy skewers at Aunt Zhou's house are really good.

At least there is no water, the soup is very rich, and the dipping sauce is also delicious.

Talking and laughing, after eating for almost half an hour, Chen Zui, who was sweating profusely, looked up and saw people in the night market.

The night market in front of you is called Shujiang Night Market, which is located beside the Songhua River and close to the century-old pedestrian street in Songcheng.

As long as you walk out of a street here, you will be the most prosperous business district.

Major brands, major shopping malls, large advertising banners, and specialty stores are lined up.

And because there are mostly young people, and most of them will come to eat the snacks at the night market and stroll around, it is also doomed that the flow of people in Shujiang Night Market is much larger than that of ordinary night markets.

Chen Zui watched men and women pouring into the night market, and saw that the time was only 04:30.

It's going to be later, there shouldn't be more people?
So, he frowned, and put an elbow on Zhao Wanrou who was next to him: "Isn't it a suggestion that I treat spicy skewers today? Is there such a purpose?"

"That floor?"

Chen Zui stretched his neck a few times in the direction of the crowd of people walking towards the pedestrian street.

Zhao Wanrou smiled: "You think too much, it's just that you are greedy today, and besides, this is what you owed before."

Chen Zui: "Sister, do you know which part of your body I like the most?"

Zhao Wanrou knew that there was nothing good to say, so she pretended not to hear it.

"I just like your hard-talking."

Ke Ke interjected at the right time: "If you want to sell goods, the retail sales here are the most in the city. You are really partial, and there is something to point out."

As she said that, she looked at Chen Zui and joked, "It doesn't matter, Chen Zui, you have to tell me something nice, so I can help you."

Chen Zui thought for a while: "Ke Ke, do you know the two things I like most about you?"

Coco: "These two o'clock?"

Chen Zui: "The chin."

Ke Ke waited for a while, and saw that he seemed to have finished speaking: "Isn't this just a little???"

She had just finished asking, but Zhao Wanrou laughed so hard that she almost spit out.

So, Ke Ke touched her double chin: "Chen Zui, you are going to die. Ah. Ah...!"

……

Frolicking and laughing.

In the dusk and sunset, sitting with friends and looking for a roadside stall, chatting about the mountains and joking, maybe this is the beautiful and charming side of life.

In particular, Wang Keke is pure and cheerful, and Zhao Wanrou is charming, beautiful, coquettish, charming, cute, graceful, soft, dignified, beautiful, and moving...

With them, Chen Zui felt much happier than before.

Of course, he didn't forget the business.

Zhao Wanrou has already mentioned this point, and Chen Zui is of course embarrassed to ask her how to set up a stall here, who to contact, the cost, and so on.

And after all, she is in the wholesale business. Through the information of the wholesale market, she must know that the goods sold here are good, but she probably doesn't know how to do it.

So Chen Zui locked his eyes on Aunt Zhou.

Aunt Zhou felt his gaze: "Boy, don't you want my phone number?"

Chen Zui: "????"

[Hello: 120, the kid who was sent in and out just now died again. 】

[Hey, 114, are we sending a fake crematorium? Change another one. 】

[Hey, 119, the boy who was next on the ladder just now went up again. 】

[Hey, 110, that kid committed another crime just after he came out, this time he needs to be punished again! 】

……

I inquired with Aunt Zhou.

I learned two things. First, don’t think about the stalls in the night market. Not to mention that there is no place this year and next year, they are all booked. If you want a stall, you can only exchange it with the stall owner, and the exchange price is much higher. at the official rental price.

Two, but if you want to set up a stall here, you have to go to the other end.

Chen Zui asked, "Is there a booth at the other end?"

Aunt Zhou answered patiently. The other entrance and exit of the night market on the other end is also a small long street.

Among them, most of the people who sell the stalls are casual stalls, and they rent out by the day, and the daily fee is only ten yuan and 20 yuan.

Chen Zui's eyes lit up when he heard it.

Immediately, he talked to Zhao Wanrou and Keke, and went into the night market to check the information by himself.

It's just that once you go in, it's really hard to come back.

The management of the night market is obviously thoughtful. Walking into the depths of the night market, you will find that this is originally a square, but it has been squeezed into a serpentine shape by the stalls.

There are entrances and exits on both sides, but once you go in, you can't go out in the middle. You can only choose to turn back or continue forward.

This improves the retention rate of customers, and also increases the consumption of customers. After all, walking around, there may be something you like.

It's best for Chen not to cross over to the other end. The long street in front of him is full of small businesses and hawkers. Compared with the real stall owners in the night market he just walked out of, it's simply... a world of difference.

Most of the stall owners in the night market will use iron frames to support a shed, and some will even set up a three-meter-high tent, and then surround it with a backdrop, which is not much worse than regular shops. There are rain cloths, and the power supply for the night market. When it gets dark, there are lights to illuminate the goods.

Here, most of them are street stalls, and a few clothing sellers hang their clothes on stainless steel one-meter racks.

Not to mention that there is no formality inside, it is a bit dark now, and their lights are all small charging lamps.

Three words, unprofessional, two words, poor.

But it should not be said, because the flow of people in the night market is docked here, the flow of people going back and forth is actually the same as in the night market.

After scanning around, I saw a small stall owner who was here to play, and immediately someone came to occupy a better position.

Then naturally, the property staff here came to remind us that we had to charge money to set up a stall here, and the people who occupied the land knew it, so they immediately took out the stall fee, and there was really no ink on both sides.

Seizing the opportunity, Chen Zui went up and chatted with the slightly bald elder brother of the property management.

I figured out that whoever comes first will occupy this street, but no matter who comes, just pay according to the area.

Chen Zui thought for a moment that he had to come earlier in the afternoon, so he said some polite words to his elder brother, and started to walk back, stopping by the competing stalls to find out the prices, and so on.

After this toss, the sky has also dimmed.

The stall owners in the night market hang up their lamps early, and the lights are brightly lit in a short while, and it is full of the smell of fireworks in the world.

Chen Zui looked at it blankly.

Zhao Wanrou gave it the right time.

The location is favorable, and now I understand it.

Now there are him and Coco in the staff, but this is not a harmony.

If you want to sell well, you can't just rely on sales, not to mention that he wants to help Zhao Wanrou produce volume and reduce the pressure on inventory.

After watching the barrage discussion all afternoon, Chen Zui was of course inspired, so he stood at the entrance of the night market and asked, "Brothers, can you teach me how to market in one night?"

[Yes, but.. I kind of want to go to KTV and listen to your singing..]

[Yes, yes, it is best to find two more backup dancers, so that you will not be able to sing]

[I think the KTV in the university town is good, and the price should not be high. 】

[The one upstairs doesn't know how to do it, who is a real college student who works at the gate of his school, backup dancer, he still has to go to the city to have a young and beautiful backup dancer! 】

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(End of this chapter)