AWB Chapter 333
Chapter 333
Zhang Guocai came to the market to sell bamboo shoes. It is not a problem for these things to be left there all the time. We should clean them up as soon as possible.
After selling out this time, he didn't plan to do it. He worked so hard every day, but it was thankless, and he almost died. He only earned 100 yuan for more than a week.
It's really going to break the body, and there is not enough money for the medicine and hospitalization.
As soon as Zhang Guocai put the things on the table, someone came up to ask.
Zhang Guocai offered a price of three yuan a pair, mainly because the previous loss was too great, so Zhang Guocai deliberately set the price high with some revenge.
As a result, many people asked about the bamboo shoes he wove, but few actually bought them.
Zhang Guocai waited for more than an hour, but only sold two pairs of bamboo shoes.
Zhang Guocai was immediately discouraged, but he was a little unwilling to ask him to lower the price to sell it.
When he was in a dilemma, a fashionable young man walked towards him in surprise.
"Oh, it's this kind of bamboo shoes, they are easy to wear, and they are very popular in our provincial capital!"
Zhang Guocai frowned slightly and was a little puzzled. The bamboo shoes he made were improved according to Jiang Li's drawings.
Whether it is the processing method of bamboo or the way of weaving, it is the latest.
It stands to reason that it is impossible to circulate to the provincial capital so quickly, how did this young man know?
Could it be that someone cracked his technology and weaved shoes like him?
Zhang Guocai was still puzzled, but the young man said happily again.
"These bamboo shoes are novel in style, cool and breathable, and they don't smell bad when worn. They became popular in our provincial capital a while ago, but unfortunately they are sold out long ago, and no one has brought them for sale for several days."
The young man kept sighing, and it took a while to realize that he forgot to ask the most important point.
"Brother, how do you sell these bamboo shoes?"
"Do you want a pair for three yuan?"
Zhang Guocai had no hope at all, but it was impossible to lower the price.
"Three dollars???"
The young man's eyes widened in surprise, and then he embraced the pile of shoes with joy.
"I want it all! How much is your basket? Sell it to me too?"
Zhang Guocai had a total of 50 pairs of bamboo shoes and 10 bamboo bags here. He thought he couldn't sell the things, but he met a stunned man and bought them all in one go.
"There are a total of 50 pairs of shoes here. The baskets cost you 10 yuan, so the total is 160 yuan? Do you want these bags made of bamboo? If you want them, they will cost you three yuan each, and I will sell them all to you."
Zhang Guocai quickly settled the accounts, the young man took out his wallet and gave him 190 yuan on the spot.
"Yes, I want them all!"
The young man stuffed the money into Zhang Guocai's hand, and ran away with the basket, for fear that if he ran too slowly, Zhang Guocai would not sell the things to him.
Seeing the exaggerated performance of the young man, Zhang Guocai quickly took the money and counted it quickly.
After making sure that there was no fake money or bad money, and the amount was correct, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhang Guocai just put the money in his pocket and was about to get up and leave.
The young man who had just run away excitedly came back with a basket.
Zhang Guocai quickly covered his pockets and looked at him warily.
"Didn't you leave? Why did you come back?"
Zhang Guocai managed to sell the item at a high price, for fear that the person would repent, so he was extra vigilant.
"Don't worry, I'm not repenting, I just want to leave a contact information for you, if you take these things back and respond well, we can cooperate in the future."
"Oh, by the way, my name is Lin Jianhui. I usually live in the provincial capital and like to tinker with small businesses. I think your Football Association is really good and I really want to cooperate with you."
Lin Jianhui looked at Zhang Guocai sincerely. Although Zhang Guocai was a little wary, he thought that everything had been sold, and it would be useless even if the other party regretted it.
He was still hesitating, and Lin Jianhui told him some more about himself. His attitude was sincere and friendly. Zhang Guocai's current customers were scattered, and his daily orders came in and out. He also wanted to have a stable customer.
After much hesitation, he left the address and phone number of the village committee to Lin Jianhui.
As for the address of his niece, in order to ensure their safety, he will not disclose it easily.
If Lin Jianhui really wanted to find him, he would go through the village committee and let the people from the village committee take him there, which would save a lot of trouble.
Lin Jianhui glanced at the address, although he was a little puzzled, he nodded and accepted it.
"Okay, I will take the things back first, and I will contact you when there is a suitable opportunity."
Lin Jianhui waved his hand towards Zhang Guocai, and walked back dragging his things with a smile on his face.
Zhang Guocai watched him walk away, feeling much more relaxed this time.
After earning more than 100 yuan at once, Zhang Guocai started to make big purchases again.
It is very hard for the niece to take care of the children every day, and she often makes pastries.
I need to buy some nutritional supplements for her to nourish her body, and I also need to buy some raw materials to go back.
Some time ago, he was coaxed by Pan Aijuan, and he only cared about knitting every day, did not do housework, and did not buy any things at home.
The niece silently cooks for him every day, buys him delicious food and drinks, and has taken care of him for so long without any complaints.
Zhang Guocai feels very sorry when he thinks about it now, how could he treat his relatives like this for an outsider?
As soon as Zhang Guocai blamed himself for spending more money, he first went to the supply and marketing cooperatives to raid, and then came to the black market, buying all kinds of good things.
The 190 yuan was spent, and a shelf car was full, and then I took the car home contentedly.
Fortunately, he still has a home in this world.
It feels good to have family members waiting for him to go back, and to take care of him silently when he goes the wrong way.
Along the way, Zhang Guocai hummed a little song, feeling happy.
When he returned home with a shelf cart and bags, he saw a porcelain altar in the corner of the yard from a distance.
I didn't have this thing at home before, so this thing suddenly appeared, where did it come from?What is it for?
Zhang Guocai thought quickly, and soon he thought of a not-so-good possibility.
Is it...
Zhang Guocai quickly opened the door and went in, throwing things in the yard and not having time to take care of them.
He eagerly knocked on the door of Jiang Li's room, and he was relieved when he saw her come out of the room rubbing her eyes.
"It's a good thing you're fine, otherwise I'd be worried to death."
Zhang Guocai stared at her eyes again and again to make sure that there was no swelling and water mist, so he knew she hadn't cried.
"Uncle, you're back? What can I do if I'm fine?"
"I saw, I saw the porcelain altar outside, is that your father's?"
"It's my father's remains. I can't handle it with the child alone. I'll just wait for you and your brother to come back and let you send him up the mountain together."
When Jiang Li said this, his voice was a little hoarse, and his mood was a little depressed.