Back To Eighty

Are you running a boat with Uncle Qian again?

When Lu Huai'an went last time, Shen Ruyun was really worried, she couldn't sleep well, and she was relieved to see him come back safely.

If he was going to do those dangerous things again, she really didn't think it was necessary.

Is it bad to make money down-to-earth? They are not short of money to the point of death!

Lu Huai'an thought about it for a while, then smiled: "I haven't made up my mind yet. I just think that reselling is actually quite profitable sometimes."

Reselling?

"Reselling what?"

This is exactly what Lu Huai'an was thinking about. He pondered for a moment: "Look at the chestnuts I bought from my uncle before, and after reselling it, I made more than one yuan after the toll. We only earn more than one yuan in the morning by selling steamed buns."

Shen Ruyun calculated it carefully and shook her head: "But my uncle has not always had chestnuts, and it was only the first time he bought it, so he was so cheap. If he wanted more later, he would definitely not be able to get the price, and you didn't count it. Labor costs or something, you still have to climb a mountain."

"I'm just making an analogy." How could Lu Huai'an go climbing mountains and wading through water to sell the idea of ​​chestnuts?

In the next few days, he began to deliberately give up his position to Shen Maoshi until he was able to withdraw completely.

Then I took Shen Ruyun to the Xinhua Bookstore every day, rain or shine.

Shen Ruyun was reading a book, and Lu Huai'an accompanied him to read it, and bought a newspaper by the way.

Every day, he carefully studies the newspapers, not letting go of every content.

Shen Ruyun was curious at first, but later she thought he was just here to accompany her, and she felt a little uneasy: "Why don't I go by myself, it's alright."

"Huh?" Lu Huai'an was startled, then smiled: "No, it's useful for me to read the newspaper."

yes……

Shen Ruyun leaned over, lowered her eyes and said softly, "Business in the Xinzhou market is booming, self-employed..."

She paused and looked at Lu Huaian suspiciously: "Do you want to open a store in the city?"

Well, I haven't learned to walk yet, so I want to run...

Lu Huaian shook his head and pointed to the words behind to show her: "Look at this."

Following the direction he pointed, Shen Ruyun continued to read: "The clothes in the Xinzhou market are very fashionable, there are flared pants, carrot pants, bat shirts..."

"Yes, that's it."

Lu Huai'an thought about it and asked her, "Apart from the state-run shopping malls, are there any clothing stores in the county?"

It is also embarrassing to call it a state-run shopping mall. The clothes sold are all the clothes that the grandparents on the street don't like to wear.

Many people would rather do it themselves than waste that money.

As for other clothing stores... Shen Ruyun thought about it carefully, but there really isn't one!

"You're thinking……"

Do you want to open your own clothing store? But what about supply? What about the channel? What about funding?

Nothing!

The two looked at each other, and Lu Huai'an looked at her bright eyes and nodded: "Yes, I want to resell clothes!"

"..." Shen Ruyun was stunned for a while: "Don't you want to open your own shop?"

Realizing that she had misunderstood her meaning, Lu Huai'an shook her head decisively: "Of course not."

These days, he has come to understand that opening a store and starting a business can make money, but it is difficult and tiring.

"Don't look at our business, we seem to be doing well, but after deducting costs and labor, we can't actually make much money, so we don't include rent."

After careful calculation, it really doesn't make much money.

After all, people still have reservations about the self-employed, and most of their income depends on the support of students.

"Then, our shop..."

"Of course the store is open." Lu Huai'an thought for a while, then drew a line under the artificial: "But it's not the three of us, but a moderate amount of reduction..."

Shen Ruyun snorted, and it made sense: "So recently you are slowly letting go."

"Yes."

Lu Huai'an didn't hide her meaning, and said directly: "What I'm thinking about now is to go to the city, get some clothes and sell them in the county, make some money first, and see what happens later."

Anyway, the resources in the county are scarce, as long as they can get it back, it should be easy to take action.

"Then you also have to consider the color and style of the clothes." Shen Ruyun pondered and gave a small suggestion: "It's better to buy some fresh styles, the girl's family will definitely like it."

After two days of comprehensive consideration, Lu Huai'an bought some newspapers to read, and finally decided to take Shen Ruyun with him.

"You choose the style, I'd like to see their purchase channels by the way." Lu Huai'an pondered, just relying on manpower to carry back, there are not many people in the county, and the demand will eventually be full, and there are not many people. Buying clothes every day with spare money is not.

He has little money, so he has to take three steps.

Shen Ruyun nodded earnestly, and took a notebook: "I did the math. We have a total of 28 yuan now. We sell a lot these days. Let's go when we save 30 yuan."

As for styles and quantities, she also divided them for gender and age groups.

Looking at the neat and tidy form, with beautifully printed fonts, Lu Huai'an was overjoyed: "You are too powerful."

With this thing, they basically don't have to think too much about it, they just need to choose the style according to the quantity.

Shen Maoshi listened to their heated discussion and could only stare at him.

Realizing that he hadn't spoken, Lu Huai'an raised his head: "Brother, do you think this is good?"

Hearing the question, Shen Maoshi straightened his back and smiled honestly: "I really don't understand this, I can do it if you ask me to make buns, but I really can't do this, the words you wrote are all ants in my opinion. Climbing."

After hearing his words, Shen Ruyun and Lu Huaian both laughed.

"That's not acceptable." Shen Ruyun supported her chin with a smile: "Why don't I take the time to teach you how to write, at least you have to learn your name."

Lu Huai'an nodded and felt that this method was feasible: "Just teach a word or two every day~www.wuxiamtl.com~ You have to learn a little bit of arithmetic, and you won't know if others give more or less money."

Knowing this is very important, although Shen Maoshi felt that life was difficult, he did not dare to refuse.

Their trip was scheduled for three days.

In the past two days, Shen Maoshi could only bite the bullet and learn to write stroke by stroke.

In fact, in his opinion, these characters are similar to the talismans drawn by Daxian in the mountains, they are all curved.

Daxian is a barefoot doctor in their mountains. He usually gives medicines for diseases that can be cured, and he draws a talisman and burns them into ashes and soaks them in water, which is called Huashui for short.

He thought so in his heart, and accidentally mumbled, Shen Ruyun laughed half-dead.

"That's cool, you can take Daxian's class after you learn Chinese characters."

Seeing him like this, Lu Huai'an suspected that he couldn't learn at all.

Fortunately, Shen Mao was very energetic when he was studying mathematics, and he could barely calculate 1+2=3 after stumbling and stumbling.

Lu Huai'an watched him write two questions, and felt that it was like that, and couldn't help but admire: "It seems that everyone in your family is quite sensitive to numbers."

"That's for sure." Shen Maoshi counted hard without raising his head: "It doesn't matter anything else, the money must not be less!"

They are all poor, how important is money! Besides, they all paid for it!

As expected of Shen Maoshi, this idea is really real.

Lu Huai'an packed his luggage and urged him to sleep: "Tomorrow you have to get up early, go to bed early."

"okay."

When he woke up early the next morning, Shen Maoshi was busy working alone.

Lu Huai'an took Shen Ruyun to drive the car and followed the route that Uncle Qian said.

The road was bumpy, Shen Ruyun vomited twice, and when she got out of the car, her feet felt a little fluttering.