Traveling through the Eighth Five-Year Plan: Starting from selling fruit at a stall

Chapter 15 Are You Serious?
Ji Xiaonian said this to her more than once.

Anyone else can grab Ling Xiaoyue's business, but their family can't.

Regardless of past suspicions, Ling Yue did him such a big favor. Although he was deducted two months' bonus, he kept his job.

Only by keeping my job can I have the confidence to speak in my hometown.

"You are stupid," Ling Yue said with a smile, "Didn't you see that there have been several fruit stalls in the vegetable market recently? Others can sell it, why can't you?"

Huang Guixiang was about to move, and asked tentatively, "Xiaoyue, do you really care?"

"What do I care about? Speaking of which, if we go to sell fruit together, I will have a companion when I buy the goods at night, and I will feel more at ease when walking!"

Only then did Huang Guixiang realize: "That's right, you buy goods at night, it's really not safe to walk alone at night."

Speaking of this, she actually felt a little distressed.

"Wang Gong didn't think of helping you?"

"Help, it's just that the technical department has been very busy recently, and he can't even take care of his work, so it's better not to make trouble for him."

Ling Yue spoke lightly, but Huang Guixiang regained her spirits.

"No wonder you go to buy goods in the evening now, I will accompany you tomorrow, and learn how you sell by the way."

"Okay, let's make a deal."

"only……"

Ling Yue knew what she was worried about: "Don't worry, I'll talk to Xiaonian. If he disagrees, I'll scratch him."

Huang Guixiang laughed happily, "That's fine, take a shower first, I won't wait for you."

Ling Yue came out of the shower, and as soon as she reached the stairs, she saw a group of people sitting in the shade at the door of Ji Xiaonian. Ling Yue stepped forward and said, "Xiao Nian, I will borrow it from Miss Huang tomorrow. If you don't agree, Don't blame me for scratching you."

Ji Xiaonian opened his mouth and looked up at Huang Guixiang.

Jiang Congxiang asked strangely: "Xiaoyue, what can you do with your sister Huang?"

"She said she was going to help me carry the burden."

Ji Xiaonian laughed loudly: "Then you have found the right person. Your sister Huang can't lift her hands or shoulders. You count on her to help you carry the burden. Don't ask you to pick someone back."

Huang Guixiang glared at him: "What are you laughing at, I can tell you, Xiaoyue and I have agreed on this matter, if you disagree, don't blame Xiaoyue for scratching you."

Ji Xiaonian paused.

He is a smart man, how can he not hear Huang Guixiang's voice?
He looked at the two of them and said, "Are you serious?"

Ling Yue said to Huang Guixiang with a smile, "Sister Huang, I will call you when I go out of the stall tomorrow."

Sure enough, when Ling Yue went downstairs with her toiletries the next day, before she could knock on the door, the lights in Huang Guixiang's room came on.

After the two washed up in the water room and had breakfast, many people had already set up stalls when they arrived at the market.

Ling Yue laid out the fruit on the stall with ease, waiting for customers to come to their door.

It is not the first time for Huang Guixiang to come to the market, but it is her first time to do business.

She didn't sit or stand, her face was full of tension.

In a short time, there were more people in the market.

Huang Guixiang was even more embarrassed.

She watched Ling Yue skillfully greet the guests with eager eyes, watched her deftly weigh, bag, collect money, and give change. After watching this for half an hour, Huang Guixiang suddenly became enlightened.

Another customer stood in front of the booth. Before Ling Yue could speak, Huang Guixiang said first, "Sister, this is a fresh peach. It's juicy and delicious. How many catties do you want?"

Ling Yue was a little surprised to hear this sentence.

The season of Zaosu pears has not yet passed, but it is not far from the market. For this reason, Ling Yue added a fruit mix to sell.

Her current stall is half full of Zaosu pears and half full of juicy peaches.

"It's so delicious, can you taste it?"

Huang Guixiang's smile immediately froze on his face.

She said with some embarrassment: "This peach weighs less than half a catty, this..."

Ling Yue said quickly, "I can taste it."

I don't know where she took out a pencil sharpener, picked up a bright red peach, cut a small piece and handed it over: "Sister, try it, this peach is really sweet."

Huang Guixiang looked at the pencil sharpener in her hand in amazement.

The woman took the peach and took a bite, then nodded repeatedly: "That's right, how much is a catty?"

"Twenty-five cents."

"Then four catties."

After the woman left, Huang Guixiang said to Ling Yue: "Xiaoyue, how did you think of letting them taste like this?"

Ling Yue smiled: "Didn't you just say that a peach is less than half a catty, and the profit of peaches is lower than that of Zaosu pears. I definitely can't let her taste one. Why don't you prepare a small knife yourself, he said If you want to taste it, just cut a small piece for him to taste, as long as he buys it, we will have no loss."

"Sometimes, customers like to take advantage of a small advantage. We not only satisfied her, but also sold the goods. Everyone is happy."

Huang Guixiang giggled: "It seems that I have to learn more with you. Otherwise, if you step in with these two black eyes, it will be a big loss."

The sun gradually rose, and there were still about ten catties left in this load of fruit. Ling Yue decisively closed the stall: "Okay, that's it for today, I have to go around in the afternoon."

Of course, Huang Guixiang is clear about Ling Yue's sales model.

She goes to buy goods every evening, catches the morning market in the morning, and no matter how hot the sun is in the afternoon, as long as it doesn't rain, she will carry fruits and go to the streets to sell them.

Over the past half month, she has been darkened by several degrees.

"That's fine, I'll go with you in the afternoon too."

Ling Yue nodded, just put all the fruits into the baskets, picked them up, and walked to the family courtyard.

She complained as she walked: "Oh, it would be great if I had a tricycle! I can go to sell everywhere by riding a tricycle every day, and I don't have to be so tired."

Huang Guixiang followed her and said, "Xiaoyue, why don't you buy one?"

"It's too expensive, and I don't have enough money."

Ling Yue was helpless.

She had asked a long time ago that the tricycles at this time were not as small and exquisite as those in later generations.

It is just a front and a body welded together. The body is still an iron frame with a wooden board on it, without a baffle. If you want to put some fruits in it, you have to use baskets or find two wooden boards to put on it.

But even if there is only a tricycle with an iron frame, the price shocked Ling Yue's jaw.

It takes a full 260 yuan.

It is tens of dollars more expensive than ordinary bicycles.

Ling Yue has more than 200 yuan, but he is reluctant to part with it.

"I'll ask Xiaonian to ask you later to see where there are second-hand ones for sale."

Ling Yue stared back at her suddenly: "Sister, can you get second-hand ones?"

Huang Guixiang shook her head: "I just asked Xiaonian to help me find out. If you want to ask me where I have it, I really don't know."

Only then did Ling Yue complain: "I asked my family to help me ask, and it's been more than half a month and nothing has happened."

She herself goes out to sell fruit every day, and she pays special attention to those repair shops, but every time she asks about it, she always returns disappointed.

Over time, she didn't ask much.

"Then you should have something to eat, my shoulders have worn off a layer of skin."

Huang Guixiang opened her mouth, and suddenly felt sorry for her.

(End of this chapter)