After knowing what happened, Fangyuan left. Forty minutes later, Fangyuan drove a jeep to the Pigeon Market outside Deshengmen.
Although Fangyuan has not come to Pigeon Market very much these days, everyone who does business here knows him.
It is even said that some of the people who come to buy and sell things know him, because many of these people have bought things here.
As soon as Fangyuan parked the car, someone gathered around her.
Fangyuan got out of the car, but today he didn't hold a gun.
"Little comrade, what are you selling today?"
"Old man, I'm not selling anything today, I'm here to buy something." Fang Yuan said to the old man with a smile.
"Oh! Let's go shopping!"
The old man finished speaking and left, because in his opinion, even if Fangyuan was buying something, he was buying something he didn't have.
Watching the old man leave, Fangyuan didn't call him out. There was no need. He didn't want to buy from people like the old man, but planned to buy from those who were buying and selling.
Fangyuan opened the back of the jeep and took out a wooden board because it had what he wanted to buy written on it, including the price, of course.
There are very few things that Fangyuan wants to buy. There are only three kinds. First are national food stamps, then local food stamps, and finally industrial coupons.
As for the price, the national food stamps are 22 cents per pound, and the local food stamps are 18 cents. This price should be said to be lower than the market price, but don’t forget, it depends on the square meter.
And it’s not much lower than the market price, like local food stamps! It’s only about two cents lower per pound.
In addition to these, there are industrial coupons, which are relatively expensive. During the three-year difficult period, the price of industrial coupons was not high.
Because at that time, everyone who had money on their hands went to buy food, and no one would ask for industrial coupons. But it will be different in the future, and the price of industrial coupons will definitely increase in the future.
Of course, for now, the price of industrial coupons is also not high, not because of anything else, but because everyone has no money.
Therefore, Fangyuan has set the price of industrial coupons at one yuan each. At present, this price is really not cheap.
Soon, many people gathered in front of Fangyuan's car. Some came to the Pigeon Market to buy things, some came to the Pigeon Market to sell things, and of course there were also those who were engaged in reselling.
"Butcher boss, your price is too low, no one will sell it to you."
Because they didn’t know Fangyuan’s name, the people who bought and resold him in Pigeon Market gave Fangyuan the name of a meat boss.
"Really? The price is still low!" Fangyuan looked at the middle-aged man and said.
"Of course it's low. I just sold someone 25 cents per catty of food stamps! You're only 18 cents." The middle-aged man shook his head after saying that.
"How much did you sell for it?" Fangyuan looked at the middle-aged man and asked.
"Five pounds! What's wrong?"
"Five kilograms! Let me calculate an account for you! You just said that you sold five kilograms, so it means that you sold these five kilograms. Otherwise, you are saying that I sold a lot of them for 25 cents a kilogram.
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"That's right! I only sold five kilograms, is there any difference?"
"Of course it's different. Look at what time it is now. It will be noon soon! You only sold five kilograms of food stamps, and you earned 10 cents based on your kilogram of food stamps. You also made money this morning.
Just fifty cents."
Fangyuan's words made the middle-aged man frown and asked: "So what?"
Fangyuan smiled and said, "Besides, these two cents a pound are only temporary. I just came outside Jianguomen, and local food stamps there only cost two cents. Do you think you can still sell two cents a pound here for a few days?"
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"This..." The middle-aged man didn't know what to say, because he knew that Fangyuan was telling the truth.
"If it costs two cents per catty, then I charge 18 cents, and it is unlimited. Do you think my payment is low?"
Hearing what Fangyuan said, the middle-aged man stopped talking. If it was really two cents a pound, Fangyuan's payment of 18 cents is really not low.
Although it is two cents cheaper than retail, you don’t need to stay at the pigeon market to sell. How long does it take to sell in the pigeon market for one day?
If you have this time, you can run around the city a few times and charge more tickets to get everything.
You must know that not everyone will come to the Pigeon Market, only a small part of them come to the Pigeon Market.
Most people are still timid. Even if the price is cheaper, they will not come to the pigeon market.
There are also those units or factory logistics personnel who have a lot of food stamps in their hands and sometimes steal the sales points, but they also dare not come to the pigeon market.
"Boss Meat, I have some tickets here, let's sell them to you! I don't have to guard here anymore." A middle-aged man squeezed in from the side and said to Yuan Yuan.
"Okay! How many are there?"
"It's not much, plus some national food stamps, it's only fifty or sixty pounds! I'll give it all to you."
"Okay, give it to me."
The middle-aged man quickly took out a handful of food stamps. Fangyuan took them and counted them. The local food stamps were 46 jins and the national food stamps were 18 jins.
"Uncle, the total is twelve dollars and twenty-four cents. I'll give you twelve dollars and twenty-five cents. Do you think that's okay?"
"Okay, okay."
People who buy and sell are all good at calculating accounts. They have calculated the square and the circle. How could he not have calculated it?
Fangyuan collected the tickets, counted out twelve dollars and twenty-five cents, and handed them over.
You know, in order to collect the tickets, Fangyuan went out of his way to change a lot of change.
Of course, it was exchanged at a bank, and it wasn't even a bank. Not only that, Fangyuan also got a hundred sets of the second edition of RMB.
Before, there was only one big black ten, but this time Fangyuan changed it to five pieces, two pieces, one piece, fifty cents, two cents, one cent and five cents, two cents, one cent.
It includes one-cent, two-cent and five-cent coins. In fact, this is not enough for a set, because the second edition of RMB also has a three-yuan one.
Fangyuan Fangyuan went to several banks, including these three banks, and got a replacement set for all of them.
Needless to say, all the ones replaced are new and all have the correct numbers.
It doesn't matter what's left, Fangyuan just exchanged some of it casually. As for whether the bank gave him new money or old money, he wanted it.
Moreover, he wanted to exchange change, and the bank was happy to change it for him.
"Boss Meat, I also have some here. Let me sell them to you!"
"Okay."
"Boss Meat, I..."
"Everyone comes one by one. It's not like I'm going to stop collecting them after they're collected. It's clearly written on it, how much you can collect."
Next, Fangyuan was very busy. There was no way, there were too many people, so we kept busy until after one o'clock in the afternoon, and then we were done.
Just when Fangyuan was about to leave, a middle-aged man came to Fangyuan and said, "Comrade, can you sell me some food stamps?"
"Uh!" Fangyuan was stunned for a moment and asked, "You want to buy food stamps from me?"
Fangyuan really doesn’t know what to say. He is a food stamp collector, and now someone is asking him to buy food stamps. What’s going on!
"Yeah! I don't need much, just ten pounds. I want local food stamps."
Fangyuan didn't want to sell at first, but when he saw the middle-aged man acting like this, he thought for a while and said, "Okay! But you also know that I get 181 pounds, so I have to sell you 20 cents at least.
Otherwise my work will be in vain."
"Okay, okay."
The reason why the middle-aged man is so happy is because he knows that even if he buys it for two cents a pound, he has made a profit.
If Fangyuan hadn't been here to collect food stamps, he might have spent 25 cents per catty to buy it. Even if it was cheaper, it wouldn't be less than 20 cents.
"Okay." Fangyuan took out ten kilograms of food stamps from his schoolbag and handed them over.
The middle-aged people counted them and quickly took out two dollars and handed them to Fangyuan.
After the middle-aged man left, Fangyuan nodded and said, "That's not bad! Although you can't make much money per pound, you can make a lot of money if you sell more."
Two cents is two cents, which is equivalent to 10% profit. The transaction is ten pounds, what if the transaction is one thousand pounds!
Fangyuan put the sign away and drove away. Even if he wanted to sell it, he had no intention of selling it now. He would rather wait for a while.
Fangyuan drove back to the city, of course to his master's house. When passing by the supply and marketing cooperative, Fangyuan went in and bought some things.
Soon the jeep arrived at the door of Master's house. Fangyuan parked the car, went up and pushed the door, but it was not unlocked.
"Master, I'm here."
As soon as Fangyuan finished speaking, the master came out of the room. When he saw what Fangyuan was carrying, he frowned and said, "Why did you buy so many things again?"
"Not much."
"Have you eaten yet?"
"Not yet."
"Come in! I'll make something for you."
It's almost two o'clock, Master must have finished his meal, and he came here to eat.
Of course, that's not right. You have to know that the things he brought over are enough for a few meals in a restaurant.
Rather than coming here for a meal, it’s better to say he came to see his master.
Before Fangyuan finished his cup of tea, the master came out with a bowl of noodles and two poached eggs in it.
"Eat!" Master placed the noodles in front of Fangyuan.
"Thank you, Master."
"You too, why haven't you eaten so late?" Master blamed Fang Yuan.
"Isn't it busy? I didn't pay attention to it. I didn't realize until I was done that it was already so late." Fang Yuan scratched his head and said.
"No matter how busy you are, you still have to eat. Besides, why do you make money? It's not just to eat and drink well."
"Uh!" Fangyuan was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly and said, "I understand, Master, I won't do it next time."
"Okay, eat quickly! It will cool down in a while."
"Hmm!"
After finishing the meal, Fangyuan chatted with the master again, casually drank a few more cups of tea, and then left.
Of course, he didn't go home, but came to Lao Cao's house. Lao Cao was quite busy these days!
He even said that he had been busy since the year before, helping Fangyuan collect large and small yellow croakers. Two days ago, Fangyuan came back to see Master off and had already taken away a cart.
That's right! A car was pulled away, but it was not a truck, but a jeep.
Originally, Fangyuan was planning to come over to pick it up the next day, but after thinking about it, he decided to wait another two days because there wasn't enough left for one car.
Parking the car in front of Lao Cao's house, Fangyuan went up and patted the door, and soon the door opened.
"Fang Yuan is here, please come in."
It was Lao Cao's wife who opened the door. She was too polite to Fang Yuan now.
