My 1999

"One hundred thousand yuan? How much money can you make from selling Spring Festival couplets?" The third uncle's face was full of surprise.

"Actually, I earned more than 100,000 yuan, and a large part of the salary expenses and chartered car expenses. If you include these, it should be more than 150,000 yuan." Xu Liang said with a smile.

In the last life, my uncle led me to sell Spring Festival couplets. In this life, I introduced them to this business earlier and I can make more money.

"Liangzi, how many people have you hired?" my aunt asked curiously.

"At the most, there are exactly 100 people if we add drivers."

"One hundred people?!"

Everyone was shocked.

This number far exceeded their expectations.

"Our Liangzi is really promising. He is only in the second year of high school and can do such a big career." The aunt praised him.

Listening to this, the father and mother also showed a hint of pride on their faces.

"Auntie, third aunt, and younger aunt, if you have time next year, you might as well sell Spring Festival couplets. It's been more than a month since last year. I dare not say that it will be more. It is still easy to make ten or twenty thousand a month." Xu Liang said.

He earns less because of the high labor and transportation expenses and because the time is too short.

If I had started working one month ago, I would have definitely made more money.

There was some emotion on several people's faces.

Although money is easier to earn now than before, ten thousand or twenty thousand is still more than half a year's income for each family, and the temptation is too great.

"Liangzi, from your tone, don't you plan to do it next year?"

My aunt was keenly aware of the hidden meaning in his words.

Xu Liang nodded, "I will be a senior in high school next year. I will take advantage of the winter vacation to review my homework and try to get into a good university."

My aunt nodded in agreement, "Getting into a good university is a lifelong matter and is more important than earning tens of thousands of dollars."

"I think so too."

Through this incident, he successfully created the impression of being sensible and knowing how to advance and retreat in the minds of several elders.

On the third, fourth and fifth day of the lunar month, after leaving all the relatives at home, I started to deal with the Spring Festival couplets in my hands.

I called several people who made money through Spring Festival couplets and came early after dinner.

There were more than a dozen people crowded into the Xu family's living room, smoking and drinking tea, and it was a lively atmosphere.

Xu Liang stood in the middle of the crowd. Although he was young, he had no stage fright.

"Uncles and aunties, did you make a lot of money selling Spring Festival couplets this year?" Xu Liang said with a smile.

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but smile on their faces.

"Liangzi, we only make pocket money. We can't compare to you. Hundreds of people are working for you. You must be making a lot of money."

"Liangzi, we are all from the countryside. Please tell us how much you have earned this year."

"Yes, Liangzi, tell us, we promise not to tell anyone."...

There was such a big buzz about Xu Liang selling Spring Festival couplets that everyone in Beixing Village was curious about how much money he made.

Xu Liang smiled, of course he would not tell the truth stupidly.

"I made a little money, but after supporting so many people and cars, and after spending money, I actually didn't have much left."

Everyone obviously didn't believe what he said, but no one would be stupid enough to keep asking if he didn't tell him.

"Uncles and aunts, do you plan to continue selling Spring Festival couplets next year?" Xu Liang asked.

"Of course I want to sell it."

"That's right, who wouldn't want to do such a good deal?"...

I made less than 10,000 yuan in less than half a month. When have I ever seen such a profitable business?

Xu Liang continued: "As you all know, I will be a senior in high school next year. In order to get into a good university, I will spend the winter vacation reviewing my homework, so I will not sell the Spring Festival couplets."

"But I still have some Spring Festival couplets left here. I called all my uncles here to see if you are interested in eating them."

Everyone exchanged glances, and a short and stocky man spoke.

"Liangzi, how much goods do you have left?"

"About thirty thousand yuan."

"so much?"

"More is a bit too much, but it costs only three to four thousand points for each shop. Moreover, the Spring Festival couplets are indestructible and will not be out of date in a few years, so stocking up on goods is nothing," Xu Liang said.

"That's true, but it's too much for you."

"It's thousands of dollars. If something goes wrong in the middle, we will lose a lot of money."

"Yes, yes, you pressed too much."

Everyone was talking a lot, their eyes flickering, and they were all making up their own minds.

Xu Liang smiled lightly. He knew that these people didn't want it, but they were planning to bargain.

After some discussion, seeing that the fire was almost done, the short and stocky man who spoke earlier continued.

"Liangzi, this is a low-end product that you can't sell. Can the price be cheaper?"

Everyone's eyes were focused on Xu Liang.

"His fourth uncle, you can't say that. What do you mean by goods that cannot be sold? The Spring Festival couplets will remain the same for another two or three years." Wang Lingxiang said dissatisfied.

After speaking, he turned his head.

"Son, I think we should keep these goods. If you don't sell them to get into college during the Spring Festival, we will support you.

Your dad and I, together with Xiao Meng, the three of us will sell it. Isn’t it just 30,000 yuan worth of goods? If you can't sell it out in one year or two years, I still don't believe it will be sold out. "

Looking at the domineering old lady, Xu Liang secretly gave a thumbs up, she was so cooperative.

"Sister-in-law, where are your two greenhouses? Are you busy?"

"It's only about half a month. Why can't I squeeze out some time? I really can't find someone to help. Anyway, I can make more money by selling Spring Festival couplets." Wang Lingxiang said.

Now the salary for a strong laborer is only fifty yuan, which is seven hundred and fifty yuan for half a month.

Just sell Spring Festival couplets and earn back this little money.

Everyone can settle this account.

Seeing that my mother was almost done with it, Xu Liang stopped keeping silent. Otherwise, he would be in trouble if my mother really had the idea of ​​selling Spring Festival couplets.

"Uncles, for the sake of my fellow villagers, I will suffer a little loss this time. Spring couplets on straw pulp paper cost 9 cents per door, and coated paper cost 2 yuan and 30 cents per door. If you are willing, we will follow this deal. If you want If you don’t want to, forget it.”

Another round of wrangling ensued, and finally the deal was concluded in Bamao.

Xu Liang also received another 28,000 yuan.

The first pot of gold he accumulated also reached 320,000.

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After the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, the flavor of the New Year has faded.

At this time, people who should go to work go to work, and the market becomes lively again.

School started on the 16th day of the first lunar month in Xu Liang, so it was still very early.

On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, he deliberately put on his father's jacket and sunglasses. With his tanned skin that had been exposed to the sun after working for more than half a month, he looked much more mature.

After nodding with satisfaction in front of the mirror, he picked up the backpack he had prepared a long time ago, stuffed two eating bowls in it, and grabbed some broken copper coins that he had gotten from nowhere in the early years from the drawer, and put them all into the backpack. Finally, he turned around and walked out.

"Brother, where are you going?"

"I'm going to grandpa's house and won't be back for lunch."

After that, start the motorcycle and go out.

The village where my grandfather lived was about three or four kilometers away from theirs, and it only took ten minutes to ride a motorcycle.

But he didn't actually go there. Instead, he turned around a few alleys and came to a house with a red tile roof and cement plaster, which was obviously several times more impressive than the surrounding rammed earth houses.

He looked up at the words 'Happy Home' posted on the tiles above the door.

"This is it."

Pull the motorcycle aside.

I came to the door and pushed it, and it opened immediately.

Xu Liang walked in with his backpack on his back.

"Is anyone home?"

"Who?"

A middle-aged woman wearing a gray sweater opened the door and walked out.

An earnest smile appeared on Xu Liang's face.

"Auntie, I'm thirsty after walking here. Can you give me some water?"

The rural atmosphere in this era was very simple. If anyone came to ask for water, they would basically give it to them.

If a flower comes to the door, he will give two corns or a few steamed buns without giving any money.

The woman looked him up and down, seeing that he didn't look like a bad guy at his young age, and nodded.

"come in."

"Hey, thank you, aunt."

Xu Liang quickly followed him into the house.

The living room is paved with floor tiles and the heater is very hot. It can be seen that this is a wealthy family.

After entering the door, Xu Liang looked around, and soon his eyes stopped on a colorful jar next to the TV cabinet.

"Here you water, be careful it's hot."

Xu Liang quickly took the water glass.

"Thank you, aunt."

My mind turned quickly and I quickly came up with an idea.

He took a sip of hot water, put the glass aside and stood up.

"Auntie, this jar of yours is not simple."

With that said, Xu Liang walked over.

The surface of the jar has a lotus pattern, with two ears on both sides, a narrow mouth and a bulging belly, and a regular shape.

But the edge of the mouth is a little broken.

There are two feather dusters inserted inside, as well as some sundries.

The woman followed.

"What did you see?"

"Auntie, I am a collector of secondhand goods. Do you know anything about collecting antiques? Your jar is not simple."

The woman became interested.

"Little brother, you mean my jar is worth something?"

"Can I take a look first?"

"Yes!"

The woman quickly took out the feather duster and dumped all the needles and threads inside.

Xu Liang picked up the jar and looked at it pretendingly.

"Auntie, this jar of yours is from the Republic of China. It's at least seventy or eighty years old."

"Little brother, how much is it worth to you?"

Xu Liang stretched out two fingers.

"Two hundred?" the woman asked tentatively.

"two thousand."

"two thousand?!"

the woman exclaimed.

This is no small sum of money.

"Well, fine multicolored porcelain from the Republic of China generally costs between one thousand and ten thousand. You don't have the money, so go cheaper."

Xu Liang didn't understand porcelain at all, and what he said was nonsense.

But the woman believed it.

"Little brother, wait."

The woman quickly went to make a phone call.

Not long after, a short, fat, middle-aged man wearing a coat hurriedly opened the door and walked in.

The woman rushed to greet him.

"This young man fell in love with the jar next to our TV and offered him two thousand yuan."

The middle-aged man nodded and looked Xu Liang up and down.

"Young man, at your young age, you know how to collect?"

"My dad does this, and I've been learning it since I was little."

"Is your accent also from our area?"

"I'm from the city. I rode down here today to collect things. Unfortunately, I've only collected a few paper money so far."

He patted the bag in his hand, and the copper coins inside made a few clattering sounds.

"Uncle, please sell me this jar. Two thousand yuan is worth every penny to you."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Young man, last time a used goods dealer came here, I didn't even sell it for 5,000. You want to buy mine for 2,000?"

"Uncle, how much did you say?"

"This number."

The middle-aged man raised his right index finger.

"Ten thousand?"

"correct."

"No, no, ten thousand is too much. If it's this price, I will definitely lose money. Please give me more."

"It's not easy for you, young man, even in the winter. Nine thousand and five dollars, I can't give in anymore."

Xu Liang kept bargaining, and finally came to 8,000.

He gritted his teeth pretending to be in pain.

"Eight thousand is eight thousand. Uncle, I want it."

The middle-aged man laughed, looked extremely proud, and patted his shoulder.

"Young man, you've made a lot of money this time."

This broken jar was a street stall that he bought from the market for more than ten years. It cost 10 cents when he bought it, but now it sells for 8,000.

Make a lot of money.

Xu Liang smiled in agreement.

"Uncle, do you have any other old objects at home? If so, take them out and have a look. I will definitely give you a high price."

There was hesitation on the middle-aged man's face.

"You give me the money for this first."

Xu Liang nodded, opened his backpack, and counted eight thousand yuan from inside.

"Please click."

The middle-aged man nodded.

"Yes, exactly eight thousand."

The woman's eyes were hot and she came closer.