Rebirth to 90s: Start from Scratch

Chapter 6 Officially launched

When Zhang Qianxiu arrived at the market, it was already two o’clock in the afternoon.

Because my uncle had to keep him for dinner, he was dragged to this point. Now the sellers who collected the rice have already left, and the market people are also returning home one after another.

He was already familiar with this market, and went straight to the place where the rice was sold. The small rice vendors had already left, and only Liu Zhijian was still there.

Liu Zhijian helps wholesalers collect rice and earns one or two cents per catty. The profit is very low, but he does not have to bear any risks and earns more by collecting more.

Liu Zhijian saw that Zhang Qianxiu had only come at this time, and he immediately walked up: “This is how you are on the first day?”

Zhang Qianxiu saw that there were only a few people selling rice, only a few people who were unwilling to sell it to Liu Zhijian. They put the rice on the side of the road, hoping that someone would buy it at a high price, but no one would buy them except for the vendors who were farming in the countryside.

Zhang Qianxiu smiled bitterly and said, “I borrowed a bicycle and went.”

“How much rice do you plan to charge?” Liu Zhijian asked again.

“I only have thirty-four bucks and fifty cents.” Zhang Qianxiu said.

Liu Zhijian shook his head secretly. Zhang Qianxiu’s conditions are too bad. Others use motorcycles, but he uses bicycles; others receive hundreds of yuan in rice, and all his funds are only more than 30 yuan. How can he fight with others?

Liu Zhijian sympathized with Zhang Qianxiu, and pointed to the rice sellers not far away: “The three of them, you go and ask, I have seen their rice, and it’s okay. The county town should be collected at four cents and five cents. Look at their three cents. Six sell or not.”

Liu Zhijian received it for only three cents. Those people thought the price was low and wanted to sell it at a higher price.

Zhang Qianxiu is still grateful to Liu Zhijian. He taught himself a lot of things: “Thank you Brother Liu, I will ask.”

Liu Zhijian nodded: “I won’t go, they all know me.”

Pushing the bicycle, Zhang Qianxiu walked towards the three people selling rice.

Three rice sellers, two old men, and one woman.

Looking at their clothes, the family is relatively poor.

Zhang Qianxiu asked the first woman: “Sister, how do you sell this rice?”

Seeing someone coming to collect rice, the woman hurriedly said, “Little brother, my rice is good. It’s the best rice in the family, four hairs.”

Zhang Qianxiu shook his head: “It’s too expensive. Your rice is good, but everyone is around three cents.”

When the women saw Zhang Qianxiu’s open mouth, they understood the market. They looked at Zhang Qianxiu almost imploringly and said: “Little brother, if a child has a cold and wants to buy medicine, you should treat it as a good deed and give it to you. How about? This is really good rice, you can Just look at it, the following is the same good rice.”

Zhang Qianxiu didn’t know whether the women said that the child had a cold, but Zhang Qianxiu’s heart was softened by the woman’s expression. He thought that his condition would not be much better. Zhang Qianxiu still shook his head: “It’s expensive!”

With that said, Zhang Qianxiu pushed the car and walked to the second old man: “Uncle, how do you sell this rice?”

“Three cents!” Hearing what Zhang Qianxiu and the woman said, the uncle opened his mouth and called the woman’s reserve price, and said: “My rice is also good rice. Sell ​​some rice, buy a chicken, and lay eggs for your wife to eat.”

It’s another family difficulty.

Zhang Qianxiu thought of all the problems, except that he would encounter such an “emotional attack” when harvesting rice.

If they wear well, they won’t talk about it. They are all wearing patch clothes, and at first glance they are really poor families, which makes Zhang Qianxiu feel a little tormented.

Zhang Qianxiu glanced at the woman next to him, opened his mouth, and was about to talk. The last old man said: “Young man, how about selling you this rice for three cents? It’s also good rice.”

The first woman and the old man in front of him hurriedly shouted: “Young man, San Maoqi, San Maoqi for you!”

Zhang Qianxiu estimated the rice here, and everyone has fifty or sixty catties.

Zhang Qianxiu’s money was not enough to collect rice for three people. At this time, when he refused one person, Zhang Qianxiu felt that he had done something wrong.

In the end, Zhang Qianxiu received rice from two of them at the price of 37 cents. Even if he only charged two people, he still had a shortfall of ten yuan. Cheeky and Liu Zhijian borrowed ten yuan.

After seeing all this, Liu Zhijian lent Zhang Qianxiu money, and said to Zhang Qianxiu: “Little brother, a family that sells rice like this will not be very good. You really want to do this business in the future. Good business belongs to business, so be kind and put it away.”

“Even if you charge a high price, they don’t actually get a few cents more. They won’t be grateful to you. They will only be thankful that they sold a high price. You have to rely on this difference to eat! One catty costs one cent. It’s just one piece per hundred catties. Now a person’s wages are only one piece a day. How much do you have to lose in the long run?”

Zhang Qianxiu understood that what Liu Zhijian said was right, and sighed, “Get used to it slowly!”

Liu Zhijian patted Zhang Qianxiu on the shoulder: “There are still more than 30 miles to the county seat, you should go quickly!”

Zhang Qianxiu gave the money to the rice seller, put the rice in his big bag, tied it to the back seat of the car, said hello to Liu Zhijian, and pushed the car away.

After not getting far, Zhang Qianxiu saw the last person and sold it to Liu Zhijian for thirty-five cents.