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

Chapter 25 You have to help me deliver the goods
He mentioned Tongtong's matter with Huang Guixiang and asked her to be a lobbyist, and Ling Yue went to Chen Zhaodi's house again.

When they arrived at Chen Zhaodi's house, a group of children were watching TV around their house, and there was another table playing cards.

"Yo, everyone is here."

Ling Yue greeted everyone, and said to Chen Zhaodi who was sitting at the corner of the table watching the game of cards: "Zhaodi, come out and play, I have something to tell you."

There was a TV in the small room, there was the sound of adults playing cards, and there were a few smokers, the whole room was not only noisy, but also smelled like cigarettes.

Chen Zhaodi followed out without knowing why, and asked, "Miss Xiaoyue, what's the matter with me?"

Ling Yue told her the matter briefly, and asked her: "Zhaodi, are you coming? Don't worry, I won't let you work for nothing. I will give Sister Huang three yuan a day, and I will give you three yuan too."

"It doesn't matter if it's money or not," Chen Zhaodi responded on the spot, "The main reason is that I have nothing to do when I stay at home every day, and it's good to go out with you. When will you leave tomorrow?"

"Sister Huang and I are going to the train station to buy goods at 07:30. If you don't want to go with us, just arrive at the university around ten o'clock."

"Look at what you said, I'll be with you." Chen Zhaodi didn't hesitate at all, "That's it, just remember to call me when the time comes."

As soon as Ling Yue agreed with Chen Zhaodi, Huang Guixiang pulled Jiang Congxiang down from the third floor with a smile all over her face.

"Xiaoyue, sister Jiang agreed."

Ling Yue quickly said to her: "Sister Jiang, thank you so much, you have helped me a lot, and Tongtong will be counting on you tomorrow."

"What do you do so politely? You live in the same building. You don't see him when you look up. Let Tongtong leave it to me. Just rest assured."

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After breakfast the next day, Ling Yue drove Huang Guixiang and Chen Zhaodi straight to the train station in a tricycle.

Since there were more than 30 unsold out of the 20 tapes brought in yesterday, Ling Yue asked Wang Zhaoyang to make a count, and found that most of them were drama tapes, and there were more than [-] tapes.

On the contrary, there are less than ten tapes of popular songs.

Ling Yue is well aware of the star-making ability of the Spring Festival Gala, especially in the 80s when entertainment was underdeveloped. Ordinary people could only receive new things through radio and television. The popularity of "My Chinese Heart" is a good example.

I found the boss who sold the tapes again. As soon as the boss saw her walking towards him, he took the initiative to say hello to her: "Beautiful girl, you won't tell me that the two hundred tapes you bought yesterday are sold out again?"

"No."

There was a warm smile on Ling Yue's face, and that smile seemed to have a kind of magic power, which could smooth out all the troubles.

The boss smiled and laid out the tape.

He just said, if she can really sell nearly three hundred tapes in just two days, that would be a hell of a thing.

"Do you want to bring some goods today?"

"I came here just to get some more goods back." Ling Yue scanned the tapes on his booth, "Do you have any new goods here?"

The boss looked like he saw a ghost: "Didn't you say that you haven't sold out, why do you want to buy again?"

Ling Yue said: "That's right, but there are not many, there are only more than 30 boxes."

The boss's face twitched. What kind of freak is this? He sold more than 200 boxes in two days?
He stays here all day long, and many people who buy goods think it is too expensive. They can get a dozen or twenty boxes at most, and even if he sells more than 200 boxes, he will sell them for three or four days.

Fortunately, she sold so much in two days!

"There are no new products for now, how many boxes do you want to bring today?"

"I don't want to come to you every day to get goods. How about this? Look how many goods are on your booth. I want them all."

What she said was calm and calm, and the boss heard it like a stormy sea.

"Are you okay, I prepare five hundred boxes every day!"

"Five hundred boxes?" Ling Yue frowned, "You don't have any new products, five hundred boxes is too much for me."

It's only been two days since the university started business, and in two days, the students will return to school. If she can't sell it, she can only think of other ways.

"Then you will take three hundred boxes?"

After thinking for a few seconds, Ling Yue suddenly said, "If you give me less, I'll take all five hundred boxes."

Ling Yue's straightforwardness stunned the boss instead.

"Well then, if you want [-] boxes, I'll give you a price, [-] yuan, if it's lower, I'll lose money."

"Then you have to tell me first how many pop song tapes and how many opera tapes are in here."

"350 boxes of popular songs, 150 boxes of Chinese opera."

This is his fixed amount every day, and he remembers it clearly.

"Okay." Ling Yue agreed, "But I have a condition, you have to deliver the goods to my door."

"That's no problem. You tell me where your home is, and I'll send it to you."

Ling Yue waved to Huang Guixiang: "Sister Huang, come here."

Huang Guixiang walked over, "Sister Huang, follow the boss and send these tapes back to your home first. After sending them back, you can go there directly. If we don't arrive, you can wait for us there."

"it is good."

Ling Yue paid the money and said, "Boss, please clear 150 boxes of songs for me first, then order [-] boxes of operas, and send me the remaining [-] boxes."

The boss didn't know what kind of medicine she was selling in her gourd, but the customer was God, and since he agreed, he could only do it.

Ling Yue took out the student registration book yesterday and glanced at it again, keeping in mind all the goods that needed to be purchased, and then began to scan the goods.

After sweeping the goods, the cart was full again, Ling Yue took out a hemp rope to tie the goods firmly to the cart to prevent the goods from falling off the cart.

After doing all this, Ling Yue rode a tricycle straight to Qingpu University.

When they hurried to the school gate, they saw Huang Guixiang arguing with someone.

"You don't set up a stall, why don't you let me set it up here?"

"Whoever said that I won't show it, my goods will arrive soon, I have been standing for a long time, why should I let you!"

"You are not reasonable, I just want you to let a corner come out, I only put a few things."

Huang Guixiang folded her hands and stared at him: "What reason should I tell you, I have a lot of goods, so I can't let them go."

"Aren't you here yet! What's the matter with getting some space out?"

"No! It doesn't write your name here, there must be someone who comes first! I've occupied the place for so long and you let me let you go? You are here to be funny!"

"Bitch, don't blame me for doing it if you don't let me!"

"come on!"

Seeing this scene, Ling Yue's face darkened, and he directly rode the tricycle over.

"Let it go, let it all go."

"My goods are here, you go away."

Huang Guixiang glanced at the other party contemptuously, and was afraid that the other party would take her seat, so she didn't move two steps to the side until Ling Yue's tricycle rode in front of her.

(End of this chapter)