Chapter 32 Selling a House Can You Make Money With Tea Eggs?
Chapter 32: Can I still make money by selling my house with tea eggs?
At this moment, Yang Jianguang was stunned.
Because the uncle’s house in front of me turned out to be an ancient two-story courtyard house.
The courtyard house in Nuo Da is in a dilapidated state as the uncle said. It has even been in disrepair for many years, and some of the wing rooms in the backyard have collapsed due to rain.
But the key point is that considering the size of this house, it covers an area of almost 1,000 square meters.
Although this is just a village in the city of Shanghai, surrounded by dilapidated or even collapsed old houses, but if this more than 1,000 square meters is demolished in the future, how many zeros will be left in the uncle's bankbook?
"Uncle, does this house belong to you?" Yang Jianguang asked with a shocked look on his face.
"How could it be? You misunderstood."
Seeing Yang Jianguang so surprised, the uncle hurriedly waved his hand and explained.
Hearing this, Yang Jianguang breathed a sigh of relief.
It would be scary if this big house of more than 1,000 square meters belonged to an uncle.
If this is demolished in the future, the uncle can immediately achieve financial freedom in place.
But at this moment, the uncle suddenly pointed to the pile of shabby houses next to him and said seriously,
"Except for this courtyard, the houses next door are all mine."
"It's a pity that it was so old that it collapsed. Even this courtyard now looks like it only has more than ten years left."
"Sigh... By then, uncle, I will be so poor that I won't even have a home."
Looking at the large area of collapsed houses around him, Yang Jianguang's mouth twitched slightly.
Is this what the legend says: "I have a piece of land in Shanghai", "I have a building in Pudong", "I am so poor that I only have a bunch of houses left"?
But I'm afraid I can't imagine that after the demolition of these shabby houses that I can't live in, I can buy the eggs of the entire Pudong.
"Uncle, remember, no matter what happens in the future, try to keep the house in your hands and not sell it." Yang Jianguang told him with an extremely complicated mood.
The uncle looked indifferent and walked into the yard while replying, "What are you selling? Can you still make money selling tea eggs when selling a house?"
"Xiao Yang, you are really good at joking. Who would want this shabby house?"
"Don't say ten years, even twenty or thirty years, you won't be able to sell three melons and two dates."
Seeing how determined the uncle was, Yang Jianguang could only give up and start walking.
On the way being led into the courtyard by the uncle, Yang Jianguang gradually learned the origin of this house.
Grandpa Tea Egg's ancestors did a lot of business, but when his family fell into decline, only this big house was left, and it was severely beaten and smashed during that special period...
Later, when the special period passed, and since this place was located in the relatively remote Pudong District, the superiors returned these dilapidated houses to the uncle's hands.
The two chatted for a while, and finally Yang Jianguang was arranged by his uncle to live in the wing next to the room.
It was already getting so late, so I helped Yang Jianguang bring quilts, candles and other things, and the uncle went back to his room to sleep.
Yang Jianguang had just packed his things. After a while, the deafening snoring of the man in the next room started.
Looking at the shaking dust on the bed board, Yang Jianguang wiped his sweat silently.
This old man is in good health. He would believe the snoring sound if he said it was thunder outside.
However, Yang Jianguang spent a whole day and night on the train and sold goods in the square for another day.
Even though the old man was snoring loudly, Yang Jianguang's eyelids started to tremble after a while.
After looking at the suitcase full of Walkmans, Yang Jianguang fell into a deep sleep.
When I woke up on time the next morning, the scent of tea eggs surrounded the room.
When he quickly got dressed and walked out, the uncle was cooking tea eggs in the kitchen, and the aroma came from the big iron pot above.
"Hey, Xiao Yang, you got up early enough. I've prepared a towel and toothbrush for you over there. You go and wash up first."
When Yang Jianguang came back from washing up, the uncle was already putting the second batch of eggs into the pot.
Seeing this, Yang Jianguang also helped wash the third batch of eggs waiting to be boiled in the basket.
The uncle was putting the eggs and scolding them angrily.
"This Lao Li, at such an old age, is still so shameless, bah..."
After listening to the uncle's scolding, Yang Jianguang finally understood.
It turns out that the trick I taught the old man to sell tea eggs, buy two and get one free, was copied by several other old men and women selling tea eggs in the square.
However, for this kind of thing, Yang Jianguang could only smile and comfort the uncle a few times.
Mr. Tea Egg has made a good business by relying on this method, and other small merchants and hawkers will naturally follow suit.
There is absolutely no way to stop or put an end to this kind of thing, let alone learn it. Take the Walkman in Yang Jianguang's box, isn't it also a copycat?
Yang Jianguang comforted him a few times, but the uncle was still a little unconvinced. He said angrily while boiling eggs,
"Xiao Yang, it's not me who said that. It's just me who has a better temper now."
"If he had dared to steal my business like this when I was young, I would have chopped him into pieces with two watermelon knives and thrown him into the Huangpu River!"
Of course, this is how old people are, just like children, they have to follow their temper.
So Yang Jianguang helped the uncle scold the other tea egg sellers, and soon the uncle started to smile happily.
Not long after, the eggs were boiled and he helped the uncle put the eggs on the tricycle. Yang Jianguang also went back to the house and mentioned the box of Walkmans. He put a bag of organized change in a plastic bag and hurried towards Shang Hai.
Rushing to the university.
At eleven o'clock in the morning, Yang Jianguang also successfully arrived at Shanghai University.
On the playground, a group of college students were undergoing military training. The instructor's face was so angry that the instructor's face was not very good.
Yang Jianguang was not in a hurry. He found the big tree from last time and slowly placed the Walkmans of various colors under a piece of plastic sheet. He also selected a batch of different tapes and placed them neatly on both sides of the Walkman.
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Yang Jianguang observed it for a while, and found that the big camphor tree had the most luxuriant shade around it, and there was a canteen nearby.
With the shade of the trees, I believe that these college students will naturally run towards us after their training.
Sure enough, Yang Jianguang waited for a while, and when the instructor in the distance said "free break", a group of college students who had been standing in a military posture for a long time immediately ran towards the canteen or under the shade of a tree happily.
Seeing this, Yang Jianguang was not in a hurry. He first took out the walkman with a good battery and pressed the play button. The tape was a specially selected song called "Love is Like Tide".
Soon, Xinzhe's magnetic voice sounded,
"I don't care why you shed tears, I don't care who else is in your heart~"
"Please let me give you comfort, no matter whether the ending is happy or sad~"
"...I don't want to see you getting drunk late at night anymore, and I don't want other men to see your charm. You should know that this will break my heart..."
The singing voice played by the Walkman soon attracted students who were hiding from the cold.
However, because Yang Jianguang was a stranger, a group of inexperienced students kept a little distance from him and did not dare to approach him rashly. They just started chattering around.
"It's "Love Like Tide" by Xinzhe, it's so nice!"
"This Walkman looks good. I wonder if it's expensive."
"We bought a similar pair of Walkmans every month in the dormitory next door. I heard it cost more than 400."
A group of people kept talking curiously, and Yang Jianguang was not in a hurry, just waiting for them to come up and ask for the price.
As long as someone takes the lead, the rest of the business will be easy.
After "Love Like Tide" was played, a female student with a double ponytail came up and asked generously, "Boss, how do you sell this Walkman?"
"Classmate, the factory clearance sale sold them all at a cheap price. The original price was 360, but only one pair is 100, the tapes are 5 yuan each, and the battery is available in the store next door." Yang Jianguang quickly said what he had prepared.
Although the Walkman sold by Yang Jianguang is much cheaper than the Walkman sold for 400 to 500 RMB in the mall, 100 RMB is not a small amount for ordinary college students.
The twin-tail girl looked a little reluctant to pay for the money, but it could be seen that she quite liked the Walkman. She stood there and hesitated for a while, then stepped forward, took it in her hand, turned it over and looked at it, and specifically used
I tried the battery to see if it works.
Seeing that the twin-tailed man was still hesitating, Yang Jianguang immediately turned up the volume and persuaded, "Don't worry, I'm a student at the Jiaotong University next door, and I'm doing a work-study program during the summer. There's no problem with the quality of the Walkman. You can use the battery to try all of them before buying."
"And to thank everyone for supporting my work-study program, the first five students who buy a Walkman will buy one and get one free for all tapes."
Upon hearing this, Twin Ponytails instantly felt happy. After looking at the commotion around him, he finally made up his mind.
She pointed to "Love Like Tide" and "Breaking Up on a Rainy Day" by another Jacky mate, and said anxiously, "I'll be the first one here. The boss will get me one. I want these two sets of tapes."
A business deal was concluded, and several students around were excited and vying to buy it.
In one morning, Yang Jianguang sold eleven sets of Walkmans one after another.
Even a male instructor who was training on the side, seeing that the things in the students' hands were quite good, actually came over to pick out a pair of pink ones and took them back.
But when it was lunch time, all the students went to the cafeteria to eat, and not many students came under the big tree.
Yang Jianguang waited for a long time, but did not wait for the students to come over, so he decided to pack up his things first and pack a box of lunches to sell later.
But just when Yang Jianguang lowered his head to clean up, a suspicious voice suddenly rang out.
"Hey, why is it you?"
Hearing the sweet voice coming from above his head, Yang Jianguang looked up curiously, and a fair, oval face appeared in his eyes.