Chapter 19 The right time and place, what about people and people?
Wang Keke was very curious about Chen Zui's conversation with his boss.
So, the aunt started to talk about the pickup incident that happened a few days ago, and described it vividly...
"I'm telling you, Coco, from now on, you can't do this to this kid. You can't control him."
"What do you say?"
"My God, Wanrou didn't want to talk to him at first, and she even said 'get lost' to him!, and then guess what?"
Wang Keke's eyes widened: "What's going on?"
The aunt pointed at Chen Zui: "This kid really rolled on the ground five times!"
Chen Zui: "..."
[Hello, 120? Someone has died here. An ambulance should come quickly.]
[Hello, 114, what should I do if I die? He can send it directly to the crematorium. Phone number, okay... I’ll note it down.]
[Hey, 119? Should I use a board or pliers to rescue the victim? Can I use a ladder? 】
[Hey, 110, please tell me whether the people who died in society will be arrested or not. Is it considered a criminal offence? 】
You guys are feeding Gou Ba!
The aunt here is still describing vividly.
The couple eating at the stall couldn't stop laughing, and there was also a middle-aged aunt: "Sister Zhou, let me tell you, young people nowadays are different from our generation. They all pay attention to creativity. I think this kid is...
It’s very creative... Blah blah blah blah.”
Chen Zui originally wanted to bury his head and become an ostrich.
But what's special, the spicy skewers are all made on custom-made iron tables, which transfer heat...
Although it wasn't that hot next to the table, my forehead still felt hot when I put it to it.
When Zhao Wanrou saw this, she smiled broadly and was overjoyed.
Only then did Chen Zui understand: "I understand... As early as the first day I went to your place, you asked me to treat you to spicy skewers, just waiting for this!"
Zhao Wanrou looked noncommittal: "Aunt Zhou, stop nagging and order me some dried tofu rolls and other vegetables first."
Chen Zui almost burst into tears: "You have a conscience!"
Zhao Wanrou turned her head and teased in a low voice: "Does my sister love you the most?"
Wang Keke said: "There is something wrong with you..."
After saying this, she looked left and then again and felt something was even more wrong, and then said to smooth things over: "And boss, do you favor boys over girls... I just said that on the first day when Chen Zui came, you two
Why do we seem to know each other? Fortunately, I have the eyes..."
Chen Zui: "Sister Keke, I suppressed my words, come and eat skewers..."
…
Needless to say, Aunt Zhou’s spicy skewers are really good.
At least it's not watery, the soup is plenty, and the dipping sauce is delicious.
While chatting and laughing, Chen Zui, who was sweating profusely after eating for almost half an hour, looked up and saw people at the night market.
The night market in front of you is called Shujiang Night Market, which is located beside the Songhua River and next to Songcheng's Centennial Pedestrian Street.
As long as you walk out of one street here, you will find the most prosperous business district.
Major brands, major shopping malls, large advertising banners, and specialty stores are lined up.
And because there are mostly young people, and most of them come to eat the snacks at the night market, it is destined that the flow of people in Shujiang Night Market is much larger than that of ordinary night markets.
Chen Zui watched the men and women pouring into the night market and saw that the time was only half past four.
It will be later, won't there be more people?
So, he frowned and touched Zhao Wanrou with his elbow: "Could this be the intention behind the suggestion that I treat spicy skewers today?"
"That floor?"
Chen Zui stretched his neck a few times and looked in the direction of the pedestrian street where there was a huge crowd of people.
Zhao Wanrou smiled: "You are overthinking it. You are just craving this today. Besides, this is something you owed before."
Chen Zui: "Sister, do you know what I like most about you?"
Zhao Wanrou knew there was nothing nice to say, so she pretended not to hear it.
"I just like it when you talk tough."
Coco interrupted at the right time: "If you want to sell goods, the retail here is the best in the city... You are so partial, there is something to be said for that."
As she said that, she looked at Chen Zui and joked: "No matter what, Chen Zui, you have to say something nice to me before I can help you."
Chen Zui thought for a while: "Keke, do you know the two things I like most about you?"
Coco: "Those two points?"
Chen Zui: "Chin."
Coco waited for a moment and saw that he seemed to have finished speaking: "Isn't this just a little bit???"
As soon as she finished asking, she saw Zhao Wanrou laughing so hard that she almost burst out laughing.
So, Coco touched her double chin: "Chen Zui, you are going to die...ah...ah...!"
…
Playing and laughing.
At dusk and sunset, sitting with friends at a roadside stall, chatting and joking, maybe this is the beautiful and charming side of life.
In particular, Wang Keke is simple and cheerful, Zhao Wanrou is charming, beautiful, graceful, charming, cute, graceful, soft, dignified, beautiful, and moving...
Being with them, Chen Zhi felt much happier than before.
Of course, he didn't forget about business.
Zhao Wanrou had already mentioned this, so of course Chen Zui was embarrassed to ask her what the specific format of setting up a stall here would be, who to find, the cost, etc.
And after all, she is in the wholesale business. Through the information on the wholesale market, she must know that the goods sold here are selling well, but she probably doesn't know how to do it specifically.
So Chen most focused on Aunt Zhou.
Aunt Zhou felt his gaze: "Boy...you want my phone number, right?"
Chen Zui: "????"
[Hello: 120? The kid who was sent in and came out just now is dead again. 】
[Hey, 114, is this a fake crematorium? Let’s go to another one.]
[Hey, 119? The guy who came down with the ladder just now went up again. 】
[Hey, 110, that kid committed another crime just after he came out, please give me a heavy sentence this time!]
…
I asked Aunt Zhou about it.
I learned two things. First, don’t worry about the stalls in the night market. Not to mention that there is no space this year, next year and the year after that. They are all booked. If you want a stall, you can only redeem it at the stall owner, and the price is much higher.
at the official rental price.
2. But if you want to set up a stall here, it’s not impossible. You have to go to the other end.
Chen Zui asked: "Is there a stall at the other end?"
Aunt Zhou patiently answered that the other entrance to the night market at the other end is also a small long street, which is connected to the night market, but it is not under the official management of the night market, but under the management of the property management of the community.
Among them, most of the people who run stalls run individual stalls. They rent out one-day stalls on a daily basis, and the daily fee is only ten or twenty yuan.
Chen Zui's eyes lit up when he heard this.
He immediately spoke to Zhao Wanrou and Coco, and went into the night market to check the information.
It's just that once you go in, it's really hard to come back.
The management of the night market is obviously smart. If you walk into the depths of the night market, you will find that this is originally a square, but it is squeezed into a snake shape by stalls.
There are entrances and exits on both sides, but once you enter, you cannot get out in the middle. You can only choose to turn back or continue forward.
This improves the retention rate of guests and also increases their consumption. After all, if you wander around, you might find something you like.
It was not easy for Chen Bing to reach the other end. The long street in front of him was full of small traders and hawkers. Compared with the real stall owners in the night market he just walked out of, it was simply...a world of difference.
Most of the stall owners in the night market will use iron frames to support a shed. Some will even build a shed three meters high and surround it with a backdrop. It is not much worse than those in regular shops. They also have it when it rains.
There is a rain cover, and there is also power supply at the night market, and there are lights to illuminate the goods when it gets dark.
Here, most of them are street stalls, and the few who sell clothes hang their clothes on stainless steel one-meter racks.
Not to mention it's not formal inside, it's a little dark now, and their lights...are all small rechargeable desk lamps.
Three words, unprofessional, two words, poor.
However, it should not be mentioned that because this place is connected to the night market’s flow of people, the flow of people coming and going is actually the same as that in the night market.
After scanning around, I saw some stall owners who were just here to have fun closing their stalls. Someone immediately came to occupy the better position.
Then naturally, the property management staff here came to remind me that there is a fee to set up a stall here. The people who occupy the land also understood and immediately paid the stall fee, and there was really no ink on both sides.
Seizing the opportunity, Chen Zui walked up and chatted with the bald guy from the property management department.
I figured out that this street is occupied by whoever comes first, but no matter who comes, just pay according to the area.
Chen Zui thought that he would have to come early tomorrow afternoon, so he said a few polite words to his elder brother and started to walk back, stopping by the competing product stalls to inquire about the prices and prices.
After this torment, the sky has also darkened.
The stall owners in the night market hung up the lights in advance, and for a moment, the lights were slightly bright and filled with the smell of human fireworks.
Chen Zui looked at it blankly.
When the day came, Zhao Wanrou gave it.
The location is favorable, now I understand it.
Now we have him and Coco on staff, but this is not a harmonious relationship.
If he wanted to sell goods well, he couldn't just rely on sales. What's more, he wanted to help Zhao Wanrou increase volume and reduce inventory pressure.
After watching the barrage and discussing it all afternoon, Chen Zui was certainly inspired, so he stood at the entrance of the night market and asked: "Brothers, can you teach me how to market in one night?"
[Okay, but... I kind of want to go to KTV and listen to you sing...]
[Yes, yes, it’s best to find two more backup dancers so that you can stop singing...]
[I think the KTV in the university town is pretty good, and the price shouldn’t be high.]
[The person upstairs is not knowledgeable. Who is a real college student to act as a backup dancer in front of his own school? He still has to go to the city to have young and beautiful backup dancers!]