Rebirth to 90s: Start from Scratch

Chapter 20 Retail opening

After coming out of the Chinese Medicine Hall, although the body still hurts, I feel much better than before.

At the entrance of the Laojie Vegetable Market, Zhang Qianxiu found a place, unloaded a bag of rice, and placed it on the side of the road.

There are farmers who came from the countryside to sell rice, vegetables, and hand-knitted ropes, as well as vendors who specialize in melon seeds and fruits.

The hawker yelled: “Fried melon seeds! Try it for free.” “Watermelon is sweet, big and cheap!”

At first Zhang Qianxiu felt that the yelling of the small vendors should be useful, but the things that everyone sells are all here, and people passing by can see it, and their yelling should not be very effective.

But after observing, Zhang Qianxiu found that shouting for a guest is very useful, much larger than he thought.

Especially for those who can yell, business is very good.

Everyone sets up a street stall, and there are not so many regular customers. They are basically mobile customers.

Those who know how to yell, they are yelling at people with skill, and only yell at people who might buy their things or look at their products when passing by.

Even if many of the people they call over don’t know how to buy them, and one of the ten people they call over will buy his things, they will sell the goods much faster than others.

And sometimes people who pass by see someone buying something next to his booth, and they will follow it. Such attracted customers have at least about half the probability of buying.

Customers are accumulated one by one by them, and people like them are the best sellers.

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

Those who sit in front of their merchandise and wait for customers to come have the worst business.

Zhang Qianxiu has never set up a stall, but he will always learn how to do it.

He doesn’t know who buys rice, so no matter who you see, it is always right to ask.

An elder sister who was buying vegetables passed by, Zhang Qianxiu quickly asked: “Elder sister, do you want to buy rice? Good rice, cheap!”

The eldest sister glanced at Zhang Qianxiu’s rice, and left without stopping!

“Brother, do you want to buy rice? Good rice from my own house is cheaper than the store!”

“Uncle, do you want to buy rice? Good rice, six cents a catty.”

Zhang Qianxiu kept asking until the twenty-odd people, and finally a woman in her early forties stopped: “How much is a catty for your rice?”

Zhang Qianxiu’s collection is all good rice, which is sold at a price of six cents and one or two in the store.

Zhang Qianxiu said: “Six Mao!”

The woman was still satisfied with the price. She grabbed a handful of rice and looked at it. Then she reached into the depths of the rice pile and grabbed a handful of rice. The quality of the rice was the same. They were all good rice. Then she said, “Too It’s expensive. The last time I bought it from an uncle was only fifty cents. You gave me fifty cents a catty, and I want this bag.”

Zhang Qianxiu didn’t know if what she said was true or false, although it was only two cents short, but three hundred catties would cost six yuan.

Zhang Qian repaired the old tricks: “Sister, the store sells 60 cents. My price is already very low.”

“I know that the rice is sold for 60 cents in the store. If you also sell 60 cents, I will just go to the store and buy it, right? Buying from you is to see how cheap you are!” The woman said of course, it was pretty good. Rationale.

Everyone knows that the rice at the street stall outside is cheaper than the one in the store, but the stalls are only for a business, and sometimes they put a little bit of rice at the bottom or in the middle, so many people would rather go to the store to buy it.

Zhang Qianxiu said, “Sister, it can’t be cheaper. I can send it back to you, or erase the last few meters for you. The price really can’t be lowered, it’s already very cheap.”

The woman glanced suspiciously at Zhang Qianxiu: “You give it to me?”

Zhang Qianxiu saw the woman’s look and immediately understood. The woman was afraid that she was a bad person and immediately explained: “Yes, it is packaged and delivered to the intersection, the door of the community, downstairs or your home. It’s all right. It’s up to you.”

When the woman heard Zhang Qianxiu’s explanation, she felt relieved. It would be difficult for her to move so many meters as a woman: “How much is your bag of rice?”

Zhang Qianxiu used to be sent to the store, so he didn’t mention that it was inconvenient to bring a steelyard to ride a bicycle.

When harvesting the rice, there were two big bags with a total weight of 302 catties. They were borrowed from Liu Zhi insisted. Later, some of them were sprinkled out. Now how many catties are left, he doesn’t know how many catties there are. Weigh it.”

The woman murmured, “You young man, don’t have a name in business, hurry up! I’m still in a hurry to go back and cook.”

Zhang Qianxiu hurriedly responded, and then in a store, he sent a cigarette to the boss and borrowed a bargain.

The broken bag should be about one hundred and fifty catties, and now there are still 133 catties and six taels left, and a dozen catties are scattered.

Zhang Qianxiu erased six liang and counted 133 catties.

The woman wanted Zhang Qianxiu to directly count one hundred and thirty catties, but Zhang Qianxiu didn’t agree. After all, three catties of rice is more than one yuan, which is really free, and it’s about fifty cents.

Seeing that Zhang Qianxiu was dead or alive, the woman had to give money and asked Zhang Qianxiu to help deliver to the gate of the community.

The first business was completed, and this one hundred catties of rice earned 31 1.9 cents.

This makes Zhang Qianxiu very excited, his own retail rice is simply a huge profit!