Chapter 20

When I came out of the traditional Chinese Medicine Museum, I felt much better than before, although I still had pain.

At the entrance of the old street vegetable market, Zhang Qianxiu found a place to unload a bag of rice and put it on the roadside.

Around them are farmers who come from the countryside to sell rice, vegetables, hand ropes and other things, as well as hawkers who specialize in melon seeds, fruits and other goods.

Hawker familiar with the cry: "fried melon seeds! Try it for free. "“ Watermelon is sweet, big and cheap

At the beginning, Zhang Qianxiu thought that the shouting and yelling of small vendors should be useful, but everyone's selling things are here, and passers-by can see that their yelling should not be very important.

But after observation, Zhang Qianxiu found that calling customers is very useful, much bigger than he imagined.

Especially those who can yell, business is very good.

We all set up stalls. There are not many regular customers. They are basically mobile customers.

Those who know how to yell are skilled. They only yell at those who may buy their things or look at their goods when passing by.

Even if many of the people they call will not buy. One of the ten who call will buy his goods, they will sell much faster than others.

And sometimes when passers-by see someone shopping beside his stall, they will follow him. This kind of attracted customers have at least half of the probability to buy.

Customers are thus accumulated by them one by one, and they are the best people to set up stalls.

And those who yell blindly will yell when they see anyone. Although the effect is not very good, as long as you yell, there will always be one or two people to come and buy. This kind of person's business is not too bad.

Those who sit in front of their own goods and wait for customers to come, their business is the worst.

Zhang Qianxiu has never set up a stall, but he will learn from others.

He didn't know who was buying rice. No matter what people he saw, he would not be wrong to ask.

When a shopping elder sister passed by, Zhang Qianxiu quickly asked, "elder sister, do you want to buy rice? Good rice, cheap! "

The elder sister took a look at Zhang Qianxiu's rice and left without stopping!

"Brother, do you want to buy rice? Our own good rice is cheaper than the store! "

"Sir, do you want to buy rice? Good rice, sixty cents a catty. "

Zhang Qianxiu asked until the twenties, and finally a woman in her forties stopped: "how much is your rice?"

Zhang Qianxiu collects good rice, which costs 61.2 yuan in the store.

Zhang Qianxiu said, "Liumao!"

The woman is still satisfied with the price. She grabs a handful of rice and looks at it. Then she reaches into the deep part of the rice pile and grabs a handful of rice. The quality of the rice is the same. They are all good rice. Then she says, "it's too expensive. Last time I bought it from an old man, it's only fifty-eight cents. If you give me fifty-eight kilograms, I'll take this bag."

Zhang Qianxiu didn't know whether what she said was true or false. Although it was only two cents short, it would be six yuan short of 300 Jin.

Zhang Qianxiu as a difficult: "sister, the shop sells 62 cents, I this price has been very low."

"I know that the rice in the store is sixty-two cents. If you sell sixty-two cents, I'll go straight to the store and buy it, won't I? It's cheap to buy here! " What women say is quite reasonable.

As we all know, the rice in the stall outside is cheaper than that in the store, but the stall owners do business once, and sometimes they put a little inferior rice at the bottom or in the middle, so many people prefer to buy it in the store.

Zhang Qianxiu said: "sister, it can't be cheaper. I can send it back to you, or I can erase the last two meters for you. The price can't be lowered. It's already very cheap."

The woman looked at Zhang Qianxiu suspiciously: "do you send it to me?"

Zhang Qianxiu saw the look of the woman, and immediately understood that the woman was afraid that she was a bad man. She immediately explained, "yes, send it to the intersection, the gate of the community, downstairs or your home. Listen to you."

When a woman hears Zhang Qianxiu's explanation, she feels relieved. It's hard for her to move so much rice: "how much is your bag of rice?"

Zhang Qianxiu used to give it to the store, so he didn't bring a scale. It's inconvenient to take a scale on a bicycle.

When collecting rice, there were two bags with a total weight of 302 Jin. Liu Zhijian borrowed them to weigh them. Later, some of them were spilled out. Now, he didn't know how many jin were left. "Elder sister, wait a minute. I'll borrow a pole to weigh them."

The woman murmured: "you young man, you don't need a scale in business. Hurry up! I'm in a hurry to get back to cooking. "

Zhang Qianxiu answered quickly, and then in a store, he gave the boss a cigarette and borrowed a big name.

The broken bag should have been about 150 Jin. Now there are 133 Jin and 62 Liang left. More than ten jin have been scattered out.

Zhang Qianxiu wiped out six Liang and counted it as 133 Jin.

The woman wanted Zhang Qianxiu to calculate 130 Jin directly, but Zhang Qianxiu didn't agree. After all, three Jin rice is more than one yuan. It's really free. It's about fifty-eight cents.

When the woman saw that Zhang Qianxiu didn't work, she had to give him money, and then asked Zhang Qianxiu to help send him to the gate of the community.

When the first business was done, the 100 Jin rice earned 31.90 yuan.

This makes Zhang Qianxiu excited. His retail rice is a huge profit!