Cheng Tianyuan smiled and said, "But it's so profitable! Otherwise, why are you pulling it over so far away? Do you deliberately let it take up space?"
Xue Ling shook her head: "Yes! It's all for money! It's all for profit, and it's all for profit. People, fighting to the death is just for the word "profit! If you don't make money, why do you work so hard?"
Cheng Tianyuan laughed softly, and saw that the sky was a little dark, and whispered: "There may be snow in the afternoon. There are not many people in the market, so we can sell as much as we can. If it snows, we might as well go back to the hospital to stay with Ah Hu.
Then, I won’t sell it.”
There will be even fewer people after it snows, and it is difficult to find a small truck, so few people will definitely come here.
Xue Ling nodded.
The two of them chatted softly, and someone came in outside, stared at them in surprise, and asked, "Who are you? Where is Ah Hu? Why doesn't he do business?"
Xue Ling knew it was an old customer as soon as she heard it, and explained that something happened to Ah Hu and that she was the owner of the store, so she came to see the store for the time being.
The man was very fat, about forties, with his eyes narrowed into a line.
"Oh! Are you sick? It snows every few days and people are sick. That boy is so strong that he can still fall ill - next time he will have to laugh at him."
Xue Ling felt that she looked familiar and couldn't help asking: "You are Ahu's friend? Please come in! Please come in!"
"I am his old customer." The fat woman smiled and said, "It snowed two days ago, and I didn't come here much. What? Big sale? Are sweaters cheap?"
Xue Ling knew that she was an acquaintance and was not easy to lie to her, so she had to explain: "I still have something to do at home, and the children are young, so I can't stay in the provincial capital for too long, so I wanted to sell all the goods and go home quickly.
Ah Hu fell ill and couldn't help for the time being, so we and my wife could only sell it out quickly and exchange some capital for the travel expenses to get home."
The fat woman rolled her eyes and scolded: "I bought six dollars a while ago! It's still cheap! You guys fell like this in a blink of an eye! Thanks to me!"
"It's not a loss at all." Xue Ling smiled and said, "Didn't I say it just now? This is the bottom of the goods and the numbers are not very complete, so I have to sell it."
After hearing this, the fat woman frowned and asked, "What numbers are left? How many more?"
Xue Ling took out the order and subtracted the 1,000 pieces bought by the man before. He matched each number and replied: "There are still four hundred pieces left with medium sizes, and there are other large and small."
The fat woman thought for a while and said, "If I want it all, I have to be cheaper. The numbers are not complete, maybe I will lose money."
Xue Ling smiled bitterly and pointed to the red paper on his head and explained: "Sister, it's not that I lie to you, this is really the cheapest. If I hadn't been anxious to go back to my hometown, I wouldn't have calculated this price, and I'd already lost money.
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"Who are you cheating?" the fat woman said rudely: "A piece of four or five yuan, will you come? If you come, you will sell me for good or bad. If you don't come, then I will leave. It's already the bottom of the goods.
If there are two more snowfalls, the Chinese New Year will be held. If you don’t sell it, just keep it for yourself.”
Xue Ling thought for a while and asked, "Is it OK to sell you all the remaining sweaters in the store? If that's the case, I'm willing to be the price. I'm also a cheerful person. If you say yes, then let someone immediately
Come and carry the goods. If not, you are welcome to see the new goods next year.”
"Other leftover goods? How many?" The fat woman was also a shrewd person and asked in a question: "Don't stuff all the garbage to me, I'm not a garbage picker!"
Xue Ling smiled and replied: "A hundred pieces are available, and there are several styles."
The fat woman nodded: "Take it to me and see. If it is too disgusting, then I won't accept it."
Xue Ling took out some leftover goods and said, "Sold half and get half free. These are some of the sweaters left in the store before, and some of them are all samples, but because they were thrown away by customers. Later,
It's a little dirty. Just clean it carefully and it won't affect it at all."
The fat woman took a closer look and saw that Xue Ling was right, she quickly agreed.
So, all the sweaters in the store were cleaned up, and Cheng Tianyuan helped to find the number, which was a total of 1,113 pieces.
The customer paid, Cheng Tianyuan went outside to find a car, helped carry the small truck one after another, and hurriedly left.
Xue Ling counted the money and said, "I'm a little hungry. Could it be that it's already noon?"
"It's already past twelve o'clock." Cheng Tianyuan replied: "It's afternoon."
Xue Ling rubbed her stomach and whispered: "I'm very hungry, why don't we go find something to eat first."
Cheng Tianyuan explained: "You don't leave people when you open a store. You can wait here. I'll buy it for food. It's a bit gloomy outside, and I'm afraid it will rain or snow halfway."
Xue Ling had no choice but to nod, turn around to clean up the bags and cardboard boxes in the store.
After a simple lunch, the two found that it was really snowing outside, and it was getting heavy.
As the wholesale market becomes even more deserted after a snowstorm.
Xue Ling stomped her feet and yawned.
Cheng Tianyuan asked in a gentle voice: "Is sleepy? Or you can just go to the corner and take a look, and I can just watch it."
"No," Xue Ling explained: "I slept enough last night, mainly because I was bored and panicked, so I yawned, not because I was sleepy."
Cheng Tianyuan thought for a while and said, "Forget it, let's close the store and go back to the hospital."
Xue Ling looked at the big boxes in the store and couldn't help but worry.
"There are still ten thousand winter clothes, and I don't know if it can be sold."
Cheng Tianyuan couldn't help asking: "Does the capital be high? If you don't sell it, the loss... should be very big, right?"
"At least tens of thousands of yuan." Xue Ling rubbed his head and whispered: "It's the end of the year, and no one is coming in the wholesale market. Unless the weather gets better, not many people will buy such thin winter clothes. It's cold.
Yes, it snows heavily, so naturally I have to buy thick and heavy sweaters and jackets to wear. This is human nature!”
She didn't want to buy too many winter clothes, but Ah Hu was a little persistent.
He said that this year's New Year should not be too cold, and winter clothes can be consumed more, so he later added two more batches of goods.
Cheng Tianyuan was afraid that she would worry, so he comforted him: "Don't worry, you can sell it sooner or later. If it really doesn't work, then just sell it for a cost. We can still afford to lose money now. At the worst, we are not afraid, as much as we can sell it."
"I can only think so!" Xue Ling nodded helplessly.
The store was very cold, and the kerosene stove was extinguished from time to time, making it difficult to even boil hot water. The couple simply packed the store, closed the store door, and hurried back to the hospital.
When I arrived at the hospital, the heavy snow stopped and the sky cleared.
Ah Hu was still receiving an injection and fell asleep in a drowsy manner.
Wang Qing was dozing aside in a military uniform. When he saw the couple blushing with cold faces and hands coming in, he quickly poured a cup of hot water for each of them.
Xue Ling asked while warming his hands, "He is not feeling uncomfortable, right? The doctor is here to change the dressings? What do you say?"
Wang Qing replied: "I changed it. The doctor wiped the wound with medicine and said that the stitches would be removed in a few days. He lost a lot of blood, so he became sleepy. The doctor said that he would rest more and not move around, so as not to pull it.
The wound was not healed. I asked him and he said he had an injection, so it didn't hurt at all."