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

Chapter 22 Persuasion
"Sister, let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart."

We were almost at the family home. Ling Yue was worried that some children would run out, so he slowed down the car and said, "I may not sell fruit in the future. If you think this business can be done, you can take it over."

"You just sell according to my model. Although it is hard work, I can guarantee that you will earn more than Xiaonian every month. As for how much you earn, it depends on how you operate."

Huang Guixiang flatly refused: "Xiaoyue, why do you have such an idea? I told you before that even if I was willing, my Xiaonian would definitely not let me steal your business."

"It's different." Ling Yue explained, "I don't want to do this business anymore, and you have worked with me for so long, and you know something about this business. It's time for you to do it yourself."

"No," Huang Guixiang said angrily, "What do you think of me? The better your business is, the happier I will be. I've never been jealous."

"..."

Looking at her blushing, Ling Yue knew that a few words would not persuade her, so he changed his method: "Sister Huang, you mean that as long as Xiaonian agrees, you will do it alone, right?"

Huang Guixiang glared at her: "I'm stupid, I admit death, I think what Xiaonian said is right, you have done our family such a favor, I can't do anything to be sorry for you."

"Okay, I see. Xiaonian and the others are about to leave work, let's cook first."

Huang Guixiang helped Ling Yue move the goods upstairs, Ling Yue watched her go out and sighed.

She really didn't know what to do with Huang Guixiang.

Huang Guixiang's mind was completely a trap, so she never thought about it. Even if she quit, Qingpu City is so big that ten more fruit sellers would not be a problem.

Everyone is poor these days, the country's policies are being loosened step by step, and the prospects are bright.

Ling Yue remembered very clearly that in October of this year, the great man put forward the slogan of "Let some people get rich first, and then get rich first".

Ling Yue took a few leftover fruits and went to Zhaodi's house to fetch Tongtong back, and gave her homework before starting to cook.

When Wang Zhaoyang came back, he saw that all the prepared meals were placed on the table, and Ling Yue was writing the word "rain" by Tongtong.

Ling Yue feels that she has obsessive-compulsive disorder, especially when it comes to writing to Tong Tong.

As long as Tongtong didn't write a word well, she asked her to write more and practice more.

In the past two days, Tongtong has written her name very neatly.

It's just neat and tidy, not to mention how beautiful it is.

"Dad is back."

Seeing Wang Zhaoyang's return, Tongtong, who was writing, shouted excitedly and was about to pounce on him.

"What are you doing!" Ling Yue glared at her and raised her voice: "Even if Dad comes back, you have to finish writing this line. When will you finish writing and when will we have dinner?"

Immediately, she saw tears rolling in Tongtong's eyes, and said ruthlessly, "Hold back the tears for me, you are already a big child, you can't just shed tears easily."

Wang Zhaoyang stepped forward to take a look, patted her head to comfort her and said, "Tongtong is good, there are only four characters in this line, please write quickly, we can go to eat after we finish writing."

After he finished speaking, he swept his eyes and saw the unsold packages of small commodities in the room.

"Hey, what is this?"

In front of the child, Ling Yue just said vaguely: "Sister Huang and I went to set up a stall at the university today, and the business is pretty good."

"Didn't you say that Qingpu University will not start until NO.20, why did it pass today?"

"It's true that they didn't start school until No. 20, but now some students have arrived first, and I'm going to test the water today." She took out a homework book and handed it over, "I can't read, so you read these students What else do you want?"

Wang Zhaoyang opened the notebook and saw all kinds of things written in several handwritings.

For example, 2-8B pencils, sketch paper, drawing boards, and easels, all these are written by art majors.

Another example is "English-Chinese Dictionary", "Modern Chinese Dictionary" and other reference books.

Another example is a lot of messy things such as silk scarves, stockings, handkerchiefs, etc.

Wang Zhaoyang looked at the book and couldn't help laughing: "Why are there still tapes, such as "Taking Tiger Mountain Outsmart", "Havoc in Heaven", "Tinkering Pot", what kind of mess are these."

Ling Yue said, "I got the tape today."

Without waiting for Wang Zhaoyang to ask questions, she took the initiative to say: "I go outside every day. Although I can't read, I can hear a song called "My Chinese Heart" every day. I happened to meet in the market today, so I went in. Seventy boxes, and the sales are pretty good."

Wang Zhaoyang's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at her in disbelief.

Ling Yue seldom uses "sell well" to describe her business.

Even when she was selling fruit on the first day, she just said that she didn't buy enough, and she was inexperienced after all.

"Can you tell me, did you gain a lot today?"

With a smile on the corner of Ling Yue's mouth, he didn't answer his question, but looked at Tongtong's handwriting, and said displeasedly: "Tongtong, I haven't looked at you for a while, why is your writing crooked again?"

After eating and giving Tongtong a bath and letting her go to rest, Ling Yue took out her bag and poured all the money on the table in a fit of annoyance.

She happily said to Wang Zhaoyang: "To tell you the truth, I sold the tape for 700 yuan today."

The corner of Wang Zhaoyang's mouth twitched, good guy, he sold it for 700 yuan in one day, is this still the lazy and greedy Ling Xiaoyue he knew?

"On the tape alone, I earned 440 five yuan."

Wang Zhaoyang just picked up the cup to drink water, but couldn't hold back, and spewed out a mouthful of water.

——There was only shock in his eyes.

Ling Yue glared at him angrily, and continued: "That's not counting other things. Fortunately, I took Sister Huang to go with me. Otherwise, I would really be too busy alone."

Wang Zhaoyang also didn't care about drinking water, he put the water glass on the table, "So, you earned at least 500 yuan today?"

"It should be more than that." Ling Yue pointed to the goods in the room and said, "I just counted the rest of the things, I can't write, you can count for me."

Ling Yue still cared about the fact that Ling Xiaoyue was illiterate, even in front of Wang Zhaoyang, she still wanted to pretend.

As for how long to pretend, it depends on how well you study in the night school in September.

Afraid that he would forget, Ling Yue opened everything in the room.

"I'll say one and you remember one."

"Workbooks, there are 340 copies in total, one for five cents, I sell it for ten cents, and here are [-] copies."

"There are 120 pencils in a large box, which is not used by college students, and they are basically not used much."

"A box of ten pens, two boxes of 50 yuan, one for five yuan, and six more."

"Fifty towels, one for fifty-seven cents, one piece for one, and there are twelve more here."

……

"Oh, by the way, there are sixteen thermos bottles, all of which are sold out. The purchase price is 32 a piece, and they are sold for three yuan each."

(End of this chapter)