Seeing that there was no response from Yang Jianguang, Sun Li was even more proud and shouted arrogantly,
"What nonsense are you talking about if it's not available? I only sold it for thirty, what can you do to me?"
"Besides, is it easy for me to get up early and stay up late to sell some jeans? Why don't you spend a few dollars less and give me a few more dollars?"
"Don't buy it? If you don't buy it, you are bullying me and fooling me!"
At the end of the sentence, Sun Li looked over with a mocking look on her face. "Hey, didn't you two have a great time robbing my business this morning? I beg you, old man, hurry up and sell the goods before you robbing me again.
Old man!"
Seeing this, Song Ning twitched her lips and begged herself to steal her business.
Don't talk about it, she has to satisfy this special request even if she doesn't have lunch today!
"Girl, I'm going to get the goods now, or you can buy jeans later?"
After shouting to the bewildered young woman at Sun Li's stall, Yang Jianguang asked the tea egg man beside him, "Master, help me look at the things."
After saying that, Yang Jianguang immediately walked towards the shipping station.
When the young woman at a loss heard this, she loosened Sun Li's jeans on the stall, looked at Sun Li stammering and said, "I, I won't buy it... I'll wait for him to come back.
"If you don't buy it, I'll throw it away!" Sun Li glared at the young woman fiercely and said sarcastically. "I can't bear to spend even a few dollars. You deserve to die of poverty!"
"You still expect this kid to come back? Let me tell you, after losing all morning, this kid ran away long ago, and he comes back to continue selling pants. Just dream!"
Seeing Yang Jianguang disappear into the crowd, Sun Li was even more proud.
Isn't this kid very arrogant?
He also robbed his own business, but in the end he ran away in despair!
I see there is still that blind boy who dares to stand up and steal my business today!
Although the people around who were about to buy pants didn't say anything, they all started waiting around.
There is a difference of ten yuan between twenty yuan and thirty yuan. Anyway, Yang Jianguang said he would come back with the goods.
When Sun Li saw that no one came to buy pants and were waiting for Yang Jianguang, she didn't panic at all. Instead, she held up a big umbrella with disdain and sat under it.
Wait, wait, wait, anyway, in the end, you still have to buy my pants!
As for Yang Jianguang’s appearance, don’t be ridiculous!
After gritting his teeth and selling at a loss all morning, he almost lost all his money, right?
As time passed by, a group of people gradually gathered around the stall.
The scorching sunshine at noon also made the aunt waiting for Yang Jianguang nearby a little impatient.
"Isn't this young man getting the goods? It's been half an hour, why haven't you brought your pants yet?"
"That's right, why haven't you guys come back yet?"
Upon seeing this, Uncle Tea Egg hurriedly comforted everyone, "Don't worry, everyone, Xiao Yang said he would come back, and he will definitely come.
"Come? What a fart!"
At this time, Sun Li's disdainful laughter rang out.
"I only buy twenty-four pairs of jeans. This guy sold almost ten dozen pairs of jeans on the morning of the 21st. How dare he come out!"
"To tell you the truth, this guy grabbed his things and ran away a long time ago. He was all fooling you fools into waiting here in vain!"
Sun Li was making sarcastic remarks, but Yang Jianguang didn't show up for a long time.
Although Sun Li's attitude was not very good, some aunts who were impatient with waiting began to curse Yang Jianguang for breaking the appointment.
In the end, I had no choice but to pick up my pants at Sun Li's stall.
On the side, Sun Li, who was enjoying collecting money, glanced at the young woman squatting in the corner in front of her and smiled disdainfully.
"There are so many fools nowadays. They have told you that they lied to you, and there are still people who have been fooled!"
The young woman bit her lip, hesitated for a while, and stubbornly stopped where she was. "I'll wait for him to come back, and I'll buy from him!"
When Sun Li heard this, she laughed even more wildly. "He's coming back? Hahahahaha... If he comes back and sells it to you at a loss, I'll eat these jeans on the spot!"
But as soon as she finished speaking, Yang Jianguang's hearty voice suddenly rang out from outside the crowd. "Then I'll wait to see your performance."
Upon hearing this familiar voice, Sun Li was suddenly stunned.
The crowd gathered at Sun Li's stall also looked curiously at the source of the sound. The young woman squatting on the ground suddenly raised her head with surprise.
"Sorry, there are a lot of people at the place where I receive the goods, so I'm late." He smiled politely at the young woman in the corner.
Then Yang Jianguang squeezed in from the crowd holding a large bag of jeans. Under Sun Li's horrified gaze, he suddenly grinned, "Auntie, now that I'm back, shouldn't you eat the jeans in your hand?"
"Did I say it? When did I say I wanted to eat it?" Sun Li blushed and quickly refused to admit it.
Of course, Yang Jianguang had already expected this result as the aunt refused to admit her fault.
He didn't bother to talk to Sun Li and silently put down his jeans and laid them out on the stall.
Looking at the brand new jeans on Yang Jianguang's stall, Sun Li was dumbfounded.
She pointed at Yang Jianguang in disbelief and asked in a sharp voice, "It's only been half an hour, you... where did you get the goods from?"
"No, you must have other purchasing channels? It's definitely too late to go to the industrial park for wholesale. Young man, can you tell Auntie about your channels?"
"Want to know?" Yang Jianguang raised the corners of his mouth slightly and turned his head towards Sun Li.
"Think about it," Sun Li nodded enthusiastically like pounding garlic.
"People look ugly, but they think they are quite beautiful."
"Then think about it slowly!" After saying that, Yang Jianguang ignored Sun Li, who was already angry and turned the color of pig liver, and pressed the tweeter in his hand hard.
Soon, the trumpet sounded again from Yang Jianguang's stall.
"Everyone, take a look, take a look, the new jeans are all priced at 20 yuan each, only 20 yuan!"
One is twenty yuan, the other is thirty yuan.
When compared, the difference is immediately apparent.
The people gathered at Sun Li's stall dropped their pants without hesitation and crowded towards Yang Jianguang's stall.
A few aunts who had just cursed Yang Jianguang for not keeping his word looked at the pants they had just bought for thirty yuan, and their faces turned blue.
Of course, several local aunties from Shanghai were not very economical, so they immediately pestered Sun Li to refund the money.
"Don't crowd, there is something for everyone." Yang Jianguang pointed to the young woman in the corner and continued, "I promised this lesbian to buy it first."
After Yang Jianguang finished speaking, everyone gave way out of respect.
Anyway, there are hundreds of pairs of trousers here, and only ten people want to buy trousers here. You can always buy cheap trousers.
Faced with Yang Jianguang's special care, the young woman smiled gratefully at Yang Jianguang, picked out her pants, paid the money, and left with satisfaction.
Then other people also bought pants and left with satisfaction.
Now that the pants had been taken out in advance, the plan was disrupted. Yang Jianguang simply planned to sell these jeans today.
However, due to the hot weather, the flow of people was obviously much less in the afternoon, and only about 20 pairs of pants were sold. It was not until the cool breeze blew in the evening that Yang Jianguang's stall gradually became more crowded.
There were not many people there in the afternoon, so the tea egg man went home to have a meal, and specially brought one to Yang Jianguang.
As for Sun Li.
With Yang Jianguang selling nearby, Sun Li didn't sell a single pair of jeans.
Of course, she was reluctant to lower the price to 20 and sell it at a loss. In the end, she had no choice but to carry her jeans and run away in advance.
Judging from the attitude of not looking back, Yang Jianguang must have left a big psychological shadow on her. In all likelihood, she will not dare to come to the square to sell pants for a long time.
After being busy until around eight o'clock in the evening, Yang Jianguang sold out all the pants on the stall. It seemed that the Walkman would have to be sold tomorrow.
"Uncle, thank you for your help today. It's been a busy day and it's too late. You should go back and rest early," Yang Jianguang said gratefully to the uncle while cleaning up the stall.
Uncle Tea Egg was particularly generous. He flicked his sleeves and helped Yang Jianguang clean up. "How big of a deal, if you think about it, I have to thank you for teaching me how to sell eggs."
The two were chatting and tidying up. Finally, when Mr. Tea Egg heard that Yang Jianguang hadn't booked a guest house yet, he was so enthusiastic that he tried to drag Yang Jianguang to live with him.
Unable to defeat the uncle, Yang Jianguang had no choice but to follow him into the alley.
Along the way, after listening to the uncle's rambling words, Yang Jianguang gradually realized that Mr. Tea Egg had actually lived a wonderful life.
The uncle’s surname is Zhang, and his family is a native of Shanghai. The family was originally quite wealthy.
When he was young, the uncle was also a man unwilling to be ordinary. First, he contracted rice fields and encountered a once-in-a-hundred-year locust plague. Then he engaged in farmed animal infectious diseases and there was a big outbreak. Unwilling to give up, the uncle ran to open a restaurant. The business was booming and there was an aunt to eat.
After eating, he died of a heart attack in the restaurant, and then the restaurant also went bankrupt.
Finally, when I heard that I could make money in the stock market, I gritted my teeth, took out my life savings, borrowed some money, and invested it all in the stock market.
By the way, that year happened to be 1987, when the stock market crash in country M broke out...
Uncle Zhang became more and more angry as he talked. Halfway through, he suddenly stopped and let out a long sigh.
"It's a pity that my old man has been struggling all his life, and in the end he was so poor that he only had a few shabby houses that were about to collapse. He was really unwilling to accept it!"
Hearing the uncle's tragic experience, Yang Jianguang didn't know what to say for a moment.
Time is also destiny,
It is said that in the 1980s, as long as you were brave enough, you could make money by going to sea.
But this is just survivor bias. People only listen to those who have made money and say what they want to do in the sea.
In fact, most people end up losing all their money after going into business.
Along the way, Yang Jianguang felt even more worried when he heard the uncle say that the house left by his ancestors had been used for nearly sixty years and was so worn out that every time it rained, he had to get up in the middle of the night to use a bucket to catch the water leaking from the roof.
Unable to bear it, he let out a long sigh silently.
Even this impoverished man is working hard to make money, so what reason does he have for not working hard?
This kind of intolerance and emotion only lasted until I reached the door of the uncle's house.
Yang Jianguang swallowed his saliva, pointed forward, and asked with a confused look on his face. "Sir...sir, is this the shabby house you are talking about?"