Rebirth 90s: The Sweet Wife is the Richest Woman

Chapter 32 Selling Watermelons (1)

Chapter 33 Selling Watermelons (1)

Jiangwan Province is not far from Guangdong. We start walking at night.

On the way, Jin Yao talked to Master Lan, fearing that he would be too sleepy. Master Lan was a responsible master who never felt sleepy all night.

There was a sound of snoring next to her. Jin Yao took a look and saw that Hu Xiangnan had fallen asleep at some point and fell asleep on top of her.

She resisted the idea of ​​throwing him off the car and helped him sit up. Within half a minute of sleeping, the other person leaned against her again.

"This young man doesn't talk much, and he doesn't seem to be in good spirits all the way. Just let him sleep against you for a while." Master Lan glanced at him and advised.

Jin Yao looked embarrassed and didn't touch him again.

"You should also take a nap. I'm used to working late at night. It's okay. I'm still energetic." Master Lan saw that her eyelids were also fighting and said with a smile.

Master Lan barely rested all night and arrived at eight or nine in the morning.

 After breakfast, Master Lan was really sleepy: "You guys think about where to sell it, I'll go to the car and take a nap."

Jin Yao originally wanted to give Master Lan a room, but Master Lan said no. He was used to squinting in the car, so he couldn't sleep in another place.

Jin Yao can understand that this is Master Lan's occupational disease. People sleep in the car and feel at ease.

Hu Xiangnan glanced at this huge place, narrowed his eyes, and said with a hint of schadenfreude in his voice: "Jin Yao, if you bring the watermelon to this place, can you sell it? If you can't sell it, your family will be in debt. I haven’t paid the balance of several hundred.”

He also calculated interest to the melon farmers. He gave a thumbs up to such a generous boss, provided that her cart of large watermelons was sold.

Jin Yao looked at the weather. The sky was cloudless, and a sun was hanging high in the sky. It was a sunny day at first glance.

After a bowl of wontons, I felt warm all over my body. I drank the last mouthful of soup and rolled my eyes at Hu Xiangnan: "You have to pray that you can make money. If you lose, you will have to drink soup in our house in the future." ”

“Boss, where is the largest vegetable market nearby?” Jin Yao casually asked the breakfast shop owner while paying for breakfast.

“It’s not far away. Did you see it? There were many people coming in and out that day.”

Jin Yao glanced at it and called Hu Xiangnan over: "Come on, let's go over and have a look."

Hu Xiangnan was still drinking soup. Hearing Jin Yao's words, he quickly drank the last sip and felt that he still had more to drink: "We are selling watermelons. Why are you going to the vegetable market?"

 “The wet market has a lot of people.”

Jin Yao walked around the vegetable market and found that there were a lot of watermelons selling in the vegetable market, and most of the prices were around 30 cents.

 A watermelon costs about one or two yuan.

If the price was the same as theirs, she would definitely not be able to sell so many. There happened to be a stall selling plastic bags in front of her. Looking at the bundles of rope in front of her, her eyes lit up and she had it.

 She bought a bundle of red nylon rope, found a place to sit down, and began to weave the bag.

Hu Xiangnan looked at it in confusion: "Jin Yao, what are you doing? If you don't care about the watermelon, why are you sitting there knitting handicrafts?"

"Of course it's useful, sit down and learn." She only had one pair of hands, so she couldn't keep busy.

Hu Xiangnan watched her twisting a rope this way and that, feeling a little dazzled: "I really can't figure out what the connection between this rope and watermelon is."

Jin Yao held up a knitted bag: "What does it look like to you?"

 “Grasshopper.”

Jin Yao rolled her eyes at him: "You must have something wrong with your eyes." Jin Yao opened the rope and put a bag in place: "Did you see it? This is a mesh bag. Learn it quickly. We have to catch people in the vegetable market. Sell ​​some of the watermelons before they disperse."

 There is business only where there are people, but when all the people were gone, she was still doing **** business. Hu Xiangnan imitated her pattern and made one up.

Jin Yao looked disgusted: "No, yours is too small. It needs to be bigger. One bag can hold three watermelons."

By the time Hu Xiangnan clumsily compiled the second one, Jin Yao had already completed five or six.

"Jin Yao, you understand what you are thinking. Do you want to sell the bags one by one?" Seeing how big she made the bags, he would be really stupid if he didn't understand.

"It's not too stupid." Jin Yao smiled slightly, and the morning sun shone on her face, reflecting her cheeks which were particularly red: "I just calculated, if you go to the vegetable market to buy watermelons, one watermelon will cost One dollar is two dollars more, and our bag of four watermelons only costs five dollars, which one do you think you will choose?”

"The weather has been so hot recently. One watermelon is enough. If it's cheap, I'll definitely want to buy a few more so that I can eat enough at home." Hu Xiangnan wiped the sweat from his forehead. This summer in Gwangju is really hot. Having said this, he suddenly looked at Jin Yao suspiciously and said in a nonchalant manner: "Jin Yao, I'm afraid your mind is abnormal."

 “You are not in your right mind.”

"My brain is a little abnormal now, and I actually learned to knit bags from you." He just lost his memory. What would it be like if he didn't lose his memory.

In less than half an hour, hundreds of woven bags came out of the hands of the two people. Jin Yao asked Master Lan to drive the cart to the intersection of the vegetable market, and got a piece of wood and black charcoal from nowhere, and wrote on it: I have my own watermelon, five yuan a bag.

 Master Lan and Hu Xiangnan are packing bags, putting four in a bag weighing about ten pounds, and three in a bag of larger watermelons.

 It’s very cheap together, less than two cents per pound.

 At first, the crowds coming in and out didn’t give them a second glance.

Jin Yao cut two large watermelons on the spot and shouted: "Try it for free. If it's not sweet, you don't have to pay." These are watermelons watered by melon farmers, so they are definitely sweet.

 “Give me a piece.”

 “Give me a piece to try too.”

Two women in their fifties stopped when they looked at the big red watermelon cut by Jin Yao.

“Auntie, you guys have a try. It’s free of charge.” Jin Yao handed the watermelon out.

“It’s quite sweet. Where did this watermelon come from?”

“I just picked it yesterday afternoon. I brought it from Jiangwan Province. Look how fresh it is.” Jin Yao held a watermelon and showed them the stem.

 “Five yuan a bag?”

“Yes, it’s forty pounds.”

“Bring me a bag, my grandson is really hungry for watermelon recently.”

 “Give me a bag too.”

 “Okay, take it.”

With a good start, people came forward to buy one after another. In half an hour, almost twenty bags, less than one thousand catties, were sold. However, Jin Yao was not satisfied with this result.

At this speed, it would take at least two days to sell out a cart of large watermelons, and a lot of things could happen in two days.

Master Lan was extremely surprised: "Young lady, you can do it. I have never seen watermelons sold in this way."

“Master Lan, you are familiar with this place, do you know where there are large factories, preferably factories with more male employees.” It seems that relying on the vegetable market is not completely feasible, so she will try other places.

Master Lan thought for a while: "Yes, I know a factory with thousands of people inside. There are also several factories nearby with many people. How about going there now?"

 (End of this chapter)