Which kid?

Author: Songhuadan Superman

Which kid?

Jiang Ancheng glanced at everyone and asked, "Is everyone here to purchase goods?"

He thought there would be at most a dozen, but he didn't expect so many people.

It takes one person to carry several hundred kilograms of goods, and all the flowers can be sold quickly.

Those looking for a job subconsciously nodded along with everyone else.

Jiang Ancheng got straight to the point: "Since it's wholesale, everyone must want to get a low price. You just saw it, a lily can be sold easily for one dollar. This is in front of the university, and there are other places in Yuncheng."

There are so many universities, hospitals, shopping malls, theaters, and karaoke studios. As long as they are sold, they will definitely be sold at a good price. Just like the sticker on this car, you can starve to death but remain romantic. Young people and people with life can just

I’m willing to pay this money for romance.”

"Everyone is out here trying to make a living, and it's not easy. I'll give you an honest price, one yuan per kilogram, and the minimum price is 100 kilograms. If you're willing, just come with me and get the goods."

One dollar per kilogram!

For a moment, it sounded pretty cheap to everyone.

Aunt Zhao quickly asked: "How many lilies are there in one kilogram?"

Jiang Ancheng smiled and said: "There are about ten of them. All in all, they only cost ten cents each. This is cheap enough!"

The purchase price of vegetables is only two or three cents per kilogram for a large bundle, and each flower costs ten cents. It is not cheap for them.

For the profits and sales prospects they saw, the price Jiang Ancheng gave was indeed profitable.

The fat man only got the lighter for this price. He felt that it was about the same in his heart, but he couldn't help but bargain. "Brother, one hundred kilograms is a bit much, so we can't make it any cheaper."

"That's right, if you buy 100 kilograms, no matter how good the business is, you may not be able to sell it immediately. Otherwise, the price should be lower, or start at 50 kilograms." Everyone said unanimously.

Jiang Ancheng thought for a while, "You have also seen that I just sold so much in a short time. If I sell it to you at a cheaper price, I really might as well hire some people to sell it myself."

When I heard that Jiang Ancheng was going to hire someone to sell, he was about to leave to find a job and join in the fun, but he suddenly stopped.

Sure enough, you have to go to a crowded place.

This job is coming soon!

They jumped up and said excitedly: "I'll sell it, I can sell it!"

"Brother, look at me, I can do it too!"

"And I!"

Jiang Ancheng said it casually. Seeing their excited expressions, he suddenly thought that it would be possible to hire someone to sell them.

Anyway, based on commission, the more you work, the more you get. The more they sell, the more they earn.

Jiang Ancheng nodded, "Well, you guys will stay here later and I'll ask about the situation first."

When Jiang Ancheng heard that he wanted to hire someone to sell it, he would make money by himself.

The fat man became anxious and said decisively: "Okay, I'll take a hundred kilograms of goods for a dime per kilogram!"

Everyone can still afford the cost of one hundred yuan.

If you earn it back, it will be ten times the profit.

It’s cool to think about it!

After the fat man spoke, other vendors also said: "Okay, we will also take a hundred kilograms, but you have to ensure that the flowers can last for a month as you said before."

Jiang Ancheng smiled and said: "I'm talking about a month-long flowering period. If you want to sell it, you must sell it during the best flowering period."

"Okay, then sell them as soon as possible! I'll come to you to buy them when the time comes."

According to Jiang Ancheng's customer flow today, it will be sold out within three days.

Aunt Zhang, the potato seller, had spent all her money and only had 100 yuan. She was afraid that the flowers would not be sold, and she was eager to seize this opportunity. She looked at Jiang Ancheng, hesitant and didn't know what to say.

Jiang Ancheng understood and quietly made a five in her palm. Aunt Zhang's eyes widened suddenly and she saw Jiang Ancheng smiled and nodded to her, as if confirming her suspicion, Jiang Ancheng was willing to wholesale fifty kilograms of flowers to her alone.

Aunt Zhang's eyes immediately turned red and she quietly said thank you.

When interviewing eight flower sellers, Jiang Ancheng said that flower sellers required a deposit of ten yuan.

They immediately thought Jiang Ancheng was a liar and left without looking back.

Only a boy who looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old boldly said, "I won't run away with the flowers. I'll sell them for you. I'll take back as much money as I have. You just need to take care of my food."

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Jiang Ancheng was startled and looked him up and down, "What's your name? How old are you this year."

"Zeng Yilin, he is seventeen years old."

Jiang Ancheng was a little surprised, and he couldn't tell that he was almost an adult.

"Where are the adults in your family?"

"died."

These two understated words make this child's fate even more tragic.

"Do you have a place to stay?"

He nodded affirmatively: "Yes!"

Zeng Yilin looked at him with burning eyes and begged in a tough voice, "Can't you?"

Jiang Ancheng himself had gone through hardships and said softly: "Okay, then you come back with me."

The young man looked happy, glanced at the woods behind him, and said cautiously: "Can I take my brother with me? I won't cause any trouble to you. He is very sensible and will follow me obediently. I will get my share of the meal."

Just give it to him."

Jiang Ancheng followed the young man's worried gaze and saw a little boy of five or six years old, holding a tree stump dirtyly and looking at them with a confused expression.

He didn't even have a pair of shoes on his feet. His trousers looked relatively clean, but upon closer inspection, they were all patched.

And behind him is probably what the boy calls home.

A tattered straw mat, and some messy clothes and porcelain bowls.

Jiang Ancheng's eyes were a little bitter and he touched his head, "Okay, come with me."

Give this kid a chance to work and his brother can have a decent living.

Zeng Yilin bowed excitedly, his gloomy eyes suddenly burst into youthful spirit: "Thank you, boss, I will do my best!"

Aunt Zhao looked at Zeng Yilin and thought in her heart, Jiang Ancheng is really a good person.

The vast team followed Jiang Ancheng towards the Southeast Road market. On Chen Yufei's side, fifty kilograms had just been sold.

It was bought by an acquaintance, Manager Li.

He didn't want to accept the money, but Manager Li insisted on giving it. He had no choice but to accept it.

I was feeling a little thirsty, so the old ladies selling incense at the stall next to me closed their stalls and were replaced by an old man selling small watermelons.

As soon as Chen Yufei picked two melons and was about to throw them into the well to chill them, Jiang Ancheng came back.

And behind him, there was a large group of people.

Chen Yufei's eyes widened, "Brother, what do these people do?"

Jiang Ancheng smiled and said: "They are all here to get goods, go and move them."

Chen Yufei was very happy and nodded quickly: "Okay, okay."

Zeng Yilin immediately said: "I'll go too."

Chen Yufei paused and asked strangely: "Which family are you a kid from?"

Jiang Ancheng smiled and said to Chen Yufei, "He will be in our family from now on. His name is Zeng Yilin, and his younger brother's name is Zeng Shuanglin. You can take care of him."

Chen Yufei followed Jiang Ancheng's line of sight and saw a small carrot head in the crack of Zeng Yilin's leg.

With a thin face and a pair of dark eyes, she looked at him timidly, as if he were a ferocious beast.
Chapter completed!