Return To 1977 Chapter 720: Trial sale

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You have to do it, but for Guo Changchun, making this decision was not an easy task.

Because on the one hand, he has to deal with some strangers who have been hanging around in society all year round.

In the past, he had always stayed away from such a group of people.

Have they ever been to jail? Do they mean what they say? What if they found out he couldn't afford the money?

The unknown represents fear. These troubles are bound to appear, and it is also an adventure.

At the same time, on the other hand, he had to be upright, shouting at the passing crowds under the dazzling lights.

This is completely different from the way he used to hide in remote corners and under dark lights, soliciting business like a thief.

Will it be encountered by acquaintances? What should I do if I really want to be seen? Does he really have the courage to open his voice desperately like a big opera?

It was with such uneasiness that Guo Changchun stood behind a No. 3 bus in the center of the clothing night market for the first time.

The original owner of this place was called "Dezi". Although he could not help but use curse words when he spoke, he was still treated politely.

When I saw him, I first handed him a cigarette, and then took the initiative to introduce him to the goods in the car.

What stands out about this car is Yan.

Except for some jeans, synthetic trousers, a few cotton coats and twenty pairs of men's leather shoes, they were almost all women's bat shirts in various bright colors.

Hanging on the shelf, placed on the tricycle, colorful, sleeves fluttering, very dazzling.

According to "Dezi", the chemical fiber trousers and cotton coats are goods from the district clothing company, and every stall is assigned a task. If you sell these leftovers, you will not be able to make a living.

For now, as long as you go out without losing money, don't worry about making money.

For genuine products, you have to rely on "Guangzhou Goods". You can ask for a higher price and it will still sell well.

As for the wholesale price, "Dezi" was afraid that Guo Changchun would forget it, so he carefully wrote it on his hand with a pen.

To be honest, Guo Changchun really didn't have much confidence when faced with these "Guangzhou goods" with high prices and strange styles.

He couldn't figure out why anyone would be willing to spend a lot of money on such a weird thing.

Even jeans are the same, even the big photos outside the market he likes to see.

But this thing is clearly a labor cloth uniform from the factory. It costs less than five yuan, but insists on selling it for more than fifteen yuan, which really makes him feel unsure.

But it turns out that "Dezi" did not lie to him.

The goods of the clothing company are not attractive to customers at all. Those gray-blue pants and cotton coats are not worth displaying at all. If they are placed together with the "Guangzhou goods", no one will notice them at all.

After the market opened, people passing by only focused on those things that Guo Changchun was not optimistic about. When asking for a price, this is all I ask.

And as far as shouting is concerned, it is far easier than Guo Changchun imagined.

Because he is not alone in the market, and he is no longer surrounded by old ladies selling frozen persimmons and old ladies selling nail clippers and small scissors. They are all lively young men.

He felt that he had gained a mysterious power invisibly, which seemed to be obtained from the stall owners around him.

It is impossible for him to listen to others shouting and yelling while he himself remains indifferent and silent. That would be a different kind of thing.

Not to mention that there is still "virtue" surging behind him,

"Shout, brother, if you don't shout, your business will be taken away by others. How to attract people, how to brag, the more exaggerated, the better..."

So without too much effort, Guo Changchun held his breath and opened his mouth. He immediately shocked many people with his sudden statement.

"The leather shoes from Huacheng are excellent at provincial level, ministry level level, national level level, Huacheng level..."

Several stalls nearby were almost out of fun.

"Dezi" quickly corrected him, "Oh, brother, it's your first day doing this? Don't just imitate the words from TV and newspapers. We are not selling fertilizers or electrical appliances. We are selling fashionable clothes. Please listen to me. of..."

"Takakura Ken's jeans are for 'Liu Mi' (a slang term for picking up girls). Wear them and pounce on you. Whoever wears them will pounce on you..."

Well, as expected, it immediately attracted the attention of many people, and it didn’t take long for the first business to be concluded, which was so happy that it was simply outrageous.

Guo Changchun shouted out the price of eighteen yuan for a pair of jeans with trembling legs and trembling fear.

He is still thinking about whether the other party wants to negotiate a price, and whether the bottom line should be set at sixteen or seventeen.

Unexpectedly, the young man who was worried about being hit by the girl opened his eyes wide. Without saying anything, he took out the money and directly put it into his hand, then picked up his pants and left. It was as if she was afraid of being chased by him.

Before Guo Changchun could even react from his joy, "Dezi" told him that the items were sold at a low price. They say that no one sells jeans under 20...

In this way, Guo Changchun was hit again, full of embarrassment...

But even so, he still made a profit of more than 60 yuan from the sale on this day.

After deducting 20 yuan of stall rent, he actually earned one month's salary.

By this time, he was confused. He had no confidence in whether "Dezi" could keep his promise.

But the result was beyond his expectation. As his heart was beating wildly, "Dezi" actually gave him the money in full.

He also said that he has adapted well and will probably sell better tomorrow.

In this way, the first trial sale at a clothing night market was spent.

As soon as he returned home in the evening, Guo Changchun, who excused himself from working the night shift, took two bites of food and then quietly entered the room.

That night, he tossed and turned, unable to sleep, and was very upset.

In the middle of the night, he secretly turned on the desk lamp, and then took out the day's income from under the mattress to make sure that everything was true

This feeling cannot be described in words.

I just feel like, geez, how can you make money selling clothes so easily? And they really keep their word.

If only he really had 600 yuan, wouldn't he be able to earn this money every day?

From this moment on, he was really tempted and really wanted to do this.

The only worry is that tomorrow is Monday, is it still so easy to make money?

The next day, as "Dezi" said, Guo Changchun adapted to the environment better.

Like at first, he was always worried that he would not be able to speak. He thought selling clothes must be difficult. He had always worried about whether he would be able to cope with it as well as others, and these worries were all gone.

"Dezi" is indeed a good teacher. He told Guo Changchun that people should not be timid in front of money, and there is no need to be polite.

Think about your own family and you won’t have any psychological burden.

On this day, Guo Changchun seemed to have awakened to some kind of revelation.

No more hesitation and stumbling when making random quotations. His eyes seemed to suddenly become clearer and refreshed.

He has the feeling that he can control the direction of the transaction to a certain extent and grasp the buyer's psychology.

Even hawking is very skillful.

"Bat shirt for girls! Come and see, come and see... Wear it beautifully and elegantly, and stay young forever..."

Although he felt that his voice was extremely unpleasant and his words were also very vulgar.

But no one was disgusted, and people seemed to adapt to his strange screams. He perfectly integrated into the entire clothing night market.

On this day, he made a net profit of fifty-five yuan.

When he took the money home that day, "Dezi" even told him with great hope that this car might bear his surname from now on.

Of course Guo Changchun thought about this, but he was very nervous. He opened his mouth to make prophecies several times, but held them back.

Because I have done my best to be kind and righteous. He also said that once the three-day trial sale is over, as long as he pays the rent of 600 yuan first, he can even use the car and goods first, and then give them to him when the goods are replenished.

But someone is so considerate, and if he asks him to tell the truth about his lack of money, isn’t that just teasing him? Will it...