Make a lot of money!I got rich in the year of famine

Chapter 50 She's too slippery

Every time Erya looked up and saw the mole at the corner of her mouth, her palms itched anxiously and she wanted to pick it out.

Seeing her like this, Fan Cuicui held her stomach and laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten up.

Only Da Ya was the calmest, because Shen Qing had said that they would be paid by the day, so she worked extra hard.

This business is naturally controlled by Shen Qing, and others who come to help are just helpers, and only count as wages, she will not share it with others now.

When it was getting brighter, a group of people suddenly came up from the bottom of the mountain, either carrying burdens, carrying baskets, or pulling tables, chairs and benches with bullock carts, all of whom came to set up stalls.

Huo Lin ran down to count and found that there were no new tricks, they were still the ones from previous years.

Half of them are stalls selling needles, thread, brains, and small tricks and gadgets.

The rest either sell some simple food, or there are craftsmen who carry ready-made buns and steamed buns to sell, or make maltose, candy figures, and clay figurines.

Selling accessories, jewelry, and antiques rarely.

The other ones are miscellaneous, so I can't tell.

When Huo Lin ran back, he was sweating profusely. He looked at the two tables put together in front of the door and wondered, "Can our things be sold?"

Erya was holding a tray, on which were placed fish pieces as big as the size of a thumb's cap, dried bamboo shoots, as well as their newly produced braised dried fragrant seeds and braised peanuts. She came out very smartly and glanced at him, "What are you doing?" "Bang Mo Mo Chi, Third Sister said, everyone here is a stranger. If you want to do a good business, you must first rely on shouting and holding. These are all given to people for free to taste,"

Shen Qing also came out, "When you promote it to others, bring the price with you, so that people can listen openly. We taste our products first before buying them. The prices are clearly marked, so we don't bully others."

Huo Lin nodded, and Shen Hui was wearing a halter neck apron, poking her head out, "Qing'er, I only care about the barbecue, and don't touch anything else."

She was pulled in by Lin, and there were really not enough manpower.

Da Ya and Shen Qing are in charge of loading and collecting money, Huo Lin and Er Ya are in charge of yelling, so no one will notice the crispy streaky fire.

Therefore, the herd of livestock at home can only be handed over to Uncle Huo to help take care of them.

Shen Hui has since come here, plunged into the backyard, and refused to come out again, she was afraid of crowds and people staring at her.

Shen Qing supported her arm, and sent her back, "I know, we are the ones to do the things ahead, today there are ten flowers that need to be baked, one pot can only bake two, it's enough for you to be busy."

The pork was ordered from a relative of Uncle Fan. He was a pig butcher. If someone wanted to have a banquet and needed to butcher a pig, he would be invited to go.

It just so happens that there are people who have made reservations for birthday cakes and happy eggs in the past few days, and it is estimated that they will be enough for them.

Shen Qing was quite excited, if she hadn't run out of money, she would have to find him to buy some pig offal, not only cheap, but also marinated, and also very good home-cooked meat.

Shen Hui looked at the big wooden basin beside the oven, which contained marinated pork belly, and said worriedly: "Can these really be sold? Stirfry pork isn't cheap."

A pound of Wuhua costs thirty copper coins, and ten pennies weighs forty or fifty pounds. The more I calculate, the more panic I feel.

The ancients liked to eat five flowers, which were fat and thin, the fat ones were thick in oil, and the thin ones were not firewood, so five flowers sold best for a pig.

Shen Qing said with a smile: "Sister, anyway, we have come to this point, it's useless to hesitate any longer, it's better to move forward with a smile, regardless of whether it's a profit or a loss, as long as we try our best."

Having said that, but when the sky was getting brighter and more people were offering incense, Shen Qing still felt inexplicably nervous when he saw the flow of people passing by.

Erya and Huo Lin each held a tray, and stood in front of the booth in embarrassment, yelling about buying and selling. It sounds easy, but if you really want to do it, you have to break through the barrier in your heart.

This step is extremely difficult.

Erya turned Huo Lin around and said, "You call first."

Huo Lin shook his head, "No, no, you come first, and I will learn from you."

Erya gritted his teeth, "You are a boy, what do you have to be ashamed of?"

Huo Lin shook his head like a rattle, "Who said boys can't be shy? You, you, you don't want to pull it on the other side."

The big girl held the wooden clip with one hand and pinched her waist with the other. Seeing how cowardly they were, she roared ferociously, "You two are door gods? Don't you want to earn money?"

Shen Qing just walked out, took the tray from Erya's hand, looked at the passers-by, and said to them without looking back: "Watch carefully!"

It's just sales!
As long as you put aside your shame and put up all your defenses, it won't be difficult.

"Auntie, take a walk, please try the newly baked spicy fish nuggets in our store, and it would be great to buy some back for uncle to make appetizers, this young man, try the crispy fried pork belly just baked in our store, brush it Honey, it’s sweet! This uncle..."

She always had a gentle smile on her face, which was neither overly flattering nor indifferent.

When Huo Lin saw that she was on board, he took a deep breath and started to solicit customers.

Erya saw the doorway, went up to take the tray in Shen Qing's hand, and put on a cute and cute smiling face.

She has a sweet mouth, and because she is young, she talks funny, and the uncles, aunts, mothers-in-law and uncles passing by are willing to stop.

Besides, this kind of marketing method is quite novel, free tasting, who wouldn't want to try it!

So, after a while, the booth was full of people.

"Is it really free to taste? Then I can taste as much as I want?" A little girl asked playfully, surrounded by a few girls of the same age, chirping with each other.

Da Ya was stunned and didn't know how to reply.

Shen Qing stood over and jokingly said: "Of course it is. Seeing that my sister is so kind-hearted, wouldn't she have the heart to make us lose all the underpants left?"

The little girl on the opposite side was taken aback, pointed at her and scolded with a smile: "Where are the skinny girls, you dare to say anything, you are really not ashamed, come on, give me about two catties each, and I will take it back to my father." Have a drink."

Shen Qingxiao's eyes disappeared, "Okay!"

The big girl packed the bags, and she was responsible for collecting the money, and gave them a small bag of tea when they arrived, "This is our own home-cooked tea, give some to my sister, if it tastes good, remember to weigh some tomorrow, if not Well, don’t be defensive, just drink and play.”

"You know how to do business, so I'll take it."

With the beginning, it will be easy to do later.

People are social animals and like to gather in crowded places. Whoever's house is lively will have better business.

Therefore, it is indeed a wise move for them to use free gimmicks to attract customers.

Soon, the small stall was full of people. Fortunately, some small bags were packed in advance, otherwise Da Ya must be in a hurry.

Shen Qing was clear-headed and knew how to do arithmetic, so the matter of collecting money and changing it all fell on her.

Most of the guests use copper plates, and occasionally there are servants from wealthy families who come to buy things with silver ingots.

Shen Qing didn't want to take any trouble, but only took copper coins, which was a relief.

The whole morning, Shen Hui's little face was red from being burned by the fire in the backyard, and Erya and Huo Lin's voices became hoarse.

Daya loaded the goods separately, her hands were weak from exhaustion, and Shen Qing was dazzled by counting the copper coins.

(End of this chapter)