Chapter 41 The days when I made a sales crown in ancient times (I)

Author: The Tree of Maple

Chapter 41 The days when I made a sales crown in ancient times (I)

"But I want to get 30% of the profit." Liu Yue thought about it and added.

Grandma Zhang and Uncle Zhong's eyebrows pounded, and the words of rejection were blocked in their throats, neither above nor below.

I originally wanted to reject Liu Yue's kindness, after all, the business is good and I have been busy all the time and energy. But when I heard Sanchengli's words, they suddenly couldn't tell whether the other party was kind.

This basket of apples looks like ten pounds, and it’s only 300 cents sold. Liu Yue has to get 30% of them alone. So what else do they make?

This family is indeed a profiteer!

But after two days of getting along, I feel that the other party is not the kind of profit-oriented person.

Grandma Zhang wanted to refuse, but Uncle Zhong stopped her grandmother and spoke first: "30% of the money will be 30%, please don't worry Xiaoyue."

He actually didn't expect Liu Yue to sell more fruits. He mainly wanted to find a reason to let Ah Niang and Yingying go back to rest. He saw that the old and the young had to go out to sell fruits before dawn every day and could only go back at dark, so he felt really distressed.

Unfortunately, he was unable to let his mother live a good life with Yingying.

Grandma Zhang looked at her crying granddaughter, and felt very distressed. She gritted her teeth and responded. After handing the fruit basket to Liu Yue, she carried her granddaughter home.

Uncle Zhong thought Liu Yue would still adopt the "food broadcast" routine, but Liu Yue put the cake on the board lane: "Let's change the place today."

Shen Qingyan obediently put away the things and asked Liu Yue where she was going.

Liu Yue blinked: "Let's go buy some red cloth and pen first."

Shen Qingyan didn't ask Liu Yue why she bought cloth and pen to buy fruits, but drove the car and set off.

Although Uncle Zhong was full of questions, he still kept up.

After buying what Liu Yue wanted, the group came to the door of the escort agency again.

There were several vendors who bought medicinal wine and dog skin plaster standing at the door of the escort agency. When they saw Liu Yue and her group coming over with pastries, fruits and cakes, they couldn't help laughing.

"Hey, it's not your first day that you came to the city to sell things, right? The uncle kindly reminds you that the door of the escort agency is not a good place to sell food."

Liu Yue ignored them and directed Shen Qingyan and Uncle Zhong to lay out their stall on the street.

Uncle Zhong felt a little guilty when he saw the burly escort man holding swords and guns at the door of the escort agency, and whispered to Liu Yue: "Can this work? Otherwise, we will still sell it in the same place! Uncle won't blame you if it can't be sold."

Liu Yue has done all the preparations, so why would he give up easily? Besides, he still hopes to get 30% of the profit!

Liu Yue patiently explained to Uncle Zhong: "Do you know the people who come and go to the city are the richest?"

Uncle Zhong replied without hesitation: "You are a restaurant and inn."

He had sold cakes in the city for more than ten years, so he naturally knew that the business was good in that place and that business was bad in that place, otherwise he would not have been circling at the entrance of Fuxue Inn every day.

"That's right, but not comprehensive, and people who go to and from the escort agency are also very rich."

Like an escort agency, restaurants and inns are all good people who come in and out, but one is the place to eat and the other is the place to deliver goods.

Uncle Zhong thought that it was a poor man who was in trouble to support himself, so where did he get the money to deliver goods? It must be the only rich people!

Uncle Zhong was a little hesitant: "But no one had sold food at the door of the escort agency before!"

He looked at the dart husbands who were licking blood at the blade and his legs trembled, and he still had the intention to do business with them!

Liu Yue raised her eyebrows: "Isn't this a good thing?"

Liu Yue saw a very old story. Two people sold shoes and sold them to an island. They found that no one on the island was wearing shoes. One left on the spot, but the other felt that the business opportunities on the island were limitless and stayed. After a while, everyone on the island put on shoes and that person made a fortune.

The same is true for selling food at the entrance of the escort agency. From different angles, it is a different result. Uncle Zhong saw that no one was selling food here, but what Liu Yue saw was that no one could compete for business with her.

Although it is also very good to buy egg tarts at the entrance of the inn, if you want to buy apples, you can only choose apples.

The drug dealers saw that Liu Yue and his group did not listen to their persuasion at all. They opened the stall and prepared to start business, but they all held their hands and waited to watch Liu Yue's jokes.

I was shocked when I saw the sign of the egg tart with sixty words written on it. No wonder I came to set up a stall at the door of the escort agency. It turned out to be a naughty man!

Immediately afterwards, they saw the sign with the words "Peace Fruit, 666 公司".

What?

The vendors thought they were dazzled, rubbed their eyes and looked over again.

Their eyes were not dazzled, and the sign did say "Six hundred and sixty-six" on it.

What kind of peace fruit costs 666 yuan per person? I'm afraid it's not made of gold?

The vendor looked at the table.

Isn’t this just an ordinary apple? They also heard someone selling it along the street yesterday, only 18 ounces per pound. Is it dozens of times more expensive to send a red silk with the word "An"?

Lie the fool!

Who would buy this kind of thing?

Uncle Zhong also felt it was outrageous. When he saw Liu Yue writing the signboard, he thought Liu Yue was crazy.

But he is different from the vendors here. He saw Liu Yue earning six taels of silver in less than an hour. Although he felt that Liu Yue's behavior was a bit crazy, he still felt a little expectant in his heart.

What if? It would be great if you could sell one!

If he sells it all, even if Liu Yue gets 30% of the profit, he can make a lot of money.

In this way, my mother won’t have to be so tired every day. He can also change her father’s medicine and buy Yingying two beautiful clothes to wear.

Uncle Zhong’s heart was full of passion.

Because Shen Ling'an did not eat egg tarts at the entrance of the Mansion School in the morning, she was responsible for the food broadcast at this time. Shen Qingyan was on the small stool taken from Grandma Zhang, holding a brush and writing on the red cloth.

The stool was small and short, and Shen Qingyan sat on it with her legs bent awkwardly. The desk where she wrote was just a small empty space on the cart. But even in such a frustrating environment, Shen Qingyan also straightened her back and erected her waist, writing every stroke and stroke very seriously.

Very pleasing to the eye.

Even the big and thick urchers at the door couldn't help but take a look at them several times.

Liu Yue, who was responsible for waiting for the red cloth written by Shen Qingyan to dry, sent it on the apple and tied a beautiful safety knot, so that the word "peace" just hangs down below.

Although the vendors thought the apple bag was cute and exquisite, they still felt that it could not be sold at that price, and were all waiting to see Liu Yue’s jokes.

The one that sold first was Liu Yue's egg tart.

The seller is the wardrobe who has been standing at the door, named Zhang Hu.

Zhang Hu had been observing Liu Yue and his group. At first, he was thinking about watching the fun, but the taste of the egg tart was so tempting. Chen Ling'an ate it with relish, which attracted his greed.

Those who work in their business are not short of money and cannot save money. No one knows whether they will meet bandits on the road or whether they can survive from the knife. Therefore, they usually live a life of drinking and drunkenness today. They drink and eat meat when they have money, and run away to dart when they have no money.

Zhang Hu generously paid 300 people, and Liu Yue gave him six egg tarts.

Zhang Hu was burly and felt a little awkward when he held the small and exquisite bowl, but this did not affect his thought that the egg tart was delicious.

After eating, I still smacked my lips with unsatisfactory feelings.

I still want to eat a little more, but I’m afraid I’m so tired.

Zhang Hu looked at Uncle Zhong who was selling pancakes next to him: "Give me a pancake. Meat."

Uncle Zhong was a little afraid of the big and thick man in front of him, but he would not refuse business, so he could heat up the cake in just a few seconds.

Zhang Hu thought it tasted good as he ate it, so he thought about it and asked for it: "Prepare twenty for me."

He can eat on the way to derby.

He turned to another urcher standing at the door and said, "Puzi, why don't you buy some too? The taste is better than the shop in front, so we're too lazy to run away."

Seeing that Zhang Hu said it tasted good, He Mao also came over: "Then put twenty of them for me."

Uncle Zhong didn't expect to receive such a large order at once. He was so happy that he was a little incoherent and quickly started to make pancakes.

Zhang Hu was bored and recommended the egg tart from Liu Yue's family to He Mao: "This tastes good too, don't you try it?"

He Mao shook his head: "I don't eat sweet ones."

He was more interested in Ping Anguo, who was placed aside by Liu Yue: "Six hundred and sixty-six articles?"

It's quite auspicious, but it's not worth the price.

Zhang Hu also became interested and talked to Liu Yue: "Miss, I told you because your egg tart tastes good. Don't tinker with such strange things. Just sell egg tarts well, it tastes good."

Liu Yue thanked Zhang Hu for his kindness, but didn't listen to it.

Seeing that Liu Yue didn't listen to the advice, Zhang Hu didn't say much, so he stood aside and waited, got the pancake and left.

When Liu Yue sold egg tarts, the vendor next to him almost fell off and sighed in his heart that these darts were really good at money. He quietly muttered in his heart that the price of the injury medicine was to raise the price.

I felt a little more balanced when I saw Liu Yue’s Ping An fruit not sold.

Uncle Zhong had just started a big business and was in a good mood. Seeing that the apples were still not sold, he was not worried. He whispered to Liu Yue: "Why don't we collect the apples."

Liu Yue shook her head in a hurry: "No hurry, our target customer has not arrived yet."

Uncle Zhong didn't understand what the target customer was, but now he believed in Liu Yue's magical powers. He nodded dullly and went back to knead the cakes.

During this period, Liu Yue sold more than a dozen egg tarts. Ping Anguo was looked at several times, but none of them could be sold.

During this period, Shen Qingyan looked up at Liu Yue several times. Seeing that she was still calm, she didn't ask, lowered her head and continued to write red cloth.
To be continued...