Rebirth 83: Hundreds of billions of net worth, starting from setting up a stall

Jin Wen counted the foreign exchange certificates in his hand.

Because there is a promotion where you buy three pounds and get one pound free.

So more than 70 kilograms of apples were sold for 38 yuan and 50 cents in foreign exchange coupons, which is equivalent to [-] yuan in RMB.

The unit price is about RMB 7 per catty. After deducting the cost of more than 13 yuan, they made a net profit of more than 36 yuan.

"Brother Xie, according to this way of making money, we can collect the capital in half a month at most."

He looked at Li Cunxi with excitement.

Li Cunxi stretched out and poured cold water on him: "Don't think too much. Our business has too many limitations and it won't last long. With this flow of people, if we can earn more than 200 yuan, we will have to work in a yellow stall."

Apple sells well because it can brag and market.

As a result, many foreigners made impulsive purchases under his guidance. The repurchase rate of these foreigners was almost zero, and the flow of foreigners was limited, making it difficult to operate sustainably.

"what is it now?"

Jin Wen asked.

"We have to find ways to increase the added value of our products, increase the unit price per customer, and squeeze the maximum profit from the limited foreigners."

Li Cunxi pondered for a long time, stretched out his hand and said, "Put aside your capital and give me the money you earn. I'll buy some tools to set up a stall tomorrow."

"Whatever the capital is, you can just take it all, and you can settle the matter with the old man later."

"One code means one code. Let's agree on the terms with the old man, and then we will do things as agreed. This is called the spirit of the contract."

"okay."

Jin Wen took out ten one-yuan cards and stuffed the rest into Li Cunxi's hand.

Li Cunxi stuffed the money into his trouser pocket and pointed to the [-]-inch bar: "Lend me your car, too."

"Do we need to borrow it? You can just ride away. I have to ride the scooter back anyway."

Jin Wen said as he started to pack things, loading chairs and other things onto the cart.

"Well, you can bring some more hot and cold water from the thermos tomorrow. If the thermos is not enough, borrow some."

"The rubbish on the ground has also been picked up. We must be civilized merchants."

Li Cunxi gave some more instructions, got on the car and left.

Jin Wen hummed a little tune and continued to pack things.

At this time.

Jin's father limped into the street and saw that his son had already closed the stall, so he joked: "What's the matter, it's not dark yet, why did you close the stall? Is it possible that you didn't sell a dime? Then your friend It’s not okay, if you let a dog sell things here, he might be able to open his business.”

Jin Wen lowered his head to pick up apple peels and replied: "Old man, you are just 50 years old, how come you are blind? There are no apples on this cart. If I don't close the stall, will you sell air?"

Jin's father limped towards the cart and found that Teng Kuangli was completely empty, not a single apple was missing.

His heart skipped a beat.

He knew exactly how many people there were in Xiushui Street. How could he short-sell more than 70 kilograms of apples in one afternoon? Most likely, this bastard found it troublesome and directly subcontracted it to others at a loss.

Think of this.

Father Jin's eyes ignited with raging anger, and he picked up a Teng Kuang and threw it at his son.

Jin Wen, who was humming a song and picking up trash, was hit by a dog without warning.

"Who the hell attacked me secretly? Believe it or not, I will kill you."

After all, Jin Wen was a gangster who always got into fights, so he didn't suffer any loss. He picked up the basket and stood up to fight back, but found that the only person in front of him was his father with an angry look on his face. He immediately understood what was going on.

He asked dumbfounded: "Dad, I didn't mess with you, why did you beat me?"

"You...you little beast, I asked you to sell fruit here, and you packaged it for me and sold it at a cheap price in the blink of an eye. Do you really think that your own father limped around to pull fruit to Xiushui Street without using any physical strength? You're already in your twenties, you're still messing around, I have to kill you today, pretend I didn't give birth to your son."

Jin's father said and picked up another Teng Kuang.

Jin Wen hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "Dad, my real dad, who said I packaged the apples and sold them cheaply? Let me tell you, we two brothers sold these apples for a total of more than 50 yuan, and there are many foreigners here. I didn’t buy it yet.”

"Bah, you are a shameless bastard. You can't tell a lie. 70 kilograms of apples sell for more than 50 yuan. Do you think foreigners are all idiots?"

Jin's father directly spat in his son's face and tried to take action again.

Jin Wen quickly took out ten foreign exchange coupons: "This is your old capital, take it."

When Father Jin saw the foreign exchange coupons, his expression softened slightly, but he still asked: "Didn't you say that you sold them for more than 50 yuan? These foreign exchange coupons cost up to 13 yuan. Where did the other money go?"

"Xi Ge said that this business is not long-term, and he said that he wanted to add some added value, so he used the money to buy new tools. I know you don't believe it, but let me tell you how Xi Ge sells goods. After that, you still don't believe me. , then you can beat me as you please.”

Seeing his father, he was speechless.

Jin Wen pulled out a billboard full of English words from the car and vividly talked about their experience in selling goods. When he talked about the excitement, he danced.

Seeing his son's excitement, Father Jin slowly put down Teng Kuang and fell into memories.

In my impression, my son has been naughty since he was a child. He looks thin, but he has a lot of fierceness. When he gets into fights, he is looking for death.

The younger generation in the alley are afraid of their own sons.

As for him, there is only one way to teach his son, and that is to beat him. When he is cruel, he can break several wooden sticks with a diameter of 3 centimeters.

But his son wouldn't change and still went his own way. He couldn't really beat his son to death, so he started to let loose.

Over time, my son became what people said was an alley kid who was not doing his job properly.

But now his son seemed different, but he couldn't tell what was the same.

"Dad, do you think Brother Xie is awesome?"

Jin Wen looked at his father expectantly.

Father Jin answered the question inappropriately: "Do you admire that Li Cunxi?"

Jin Wen nodded and said: "I'm very impressed. When I was in the Old Summer Palace, I saw him chatting and laughing with foreigners. I was really envious of his confidence. At that time, I felt that I had to make him a friend and follow him. I could make a career." ."

Father Jin patted his lame leg, thought for a moment, and said: "I don't believe him, but I am willing to believe my son. Let's go into Apple. I will see with my own eyes tomorrow, this man of God you are talking about." , how come foreigners are allowed to snatch apples?”

"Okay, Dad, you sit in the back and I will hold you."

Jin Wen helped his father onto the board, stretched out his hand to open the front brake, and pedaled the three-wheeled bicycle hard away.

Father Jin sat back and lit a cigarette, Li Cunxi's appearance appeared in his mind.

A very handsome young man, he looks young. Is he really as capable as his son says?