The King of Stalls, Ye Chen!
His parents were no match for Jordan.
Twenty minutes later, Ye Chen followed them to the bustling streets of the city.
Xingsheng Street.
This street was one of the busiest streets in the city.
Originally, there was a huge crowd, but now, because everyone knew about it, the flow of people was much less.
Under the call of the country, the urban management no longer controlled the stalls. Instead, the leader of the urban management took the lead in setting up a demonstration stall. He sold some cigarettes, lighters, and belts in the middle of the street.
This was just for show.
This time, Ye Chen walked in front.
His parents followed behind.
Ye Chen glanced over and a lot of icon information appeared in his mind.
No. 3 stall owner, sales of 100 yuan. The profit was 30 yuan.
Stall owner No. 12, tonight's sales were 600 yuan, and the profit was 200 yuan.
......
Stall owner number 35 sold 3000 yuan tonight and made a profit of 1200 yuan.
Ye Chen's heart leaped with joy as he thought to himself,'I've got it.'
"Dad, Mom, you can set up a stall here today. The feng shui of this location was very good, and the flow of people was very prosperous. He would definitely be able to make a lot of money today!”
Ye Chen pointed at booth 35.
This stall was at a crossroad. Its location was not very prominent, but it was definitely one of the best stalls.
Ye Jun and Chen Mei looked at each other and smiled. They did not have high expectations for their stalls, so they simply listened to Ye Chen's arrangements and set them up on the spot.
His parents were busy putting out the goods.
Jordan's house mainly sold daily necessities and kitchen utensils, such as soup spoons, rags, garbage bags, wire brushes, buttons, steamer baskets, and so on.
The value was not high, but if it was small profits but quick turnover, it could still earn some money to buy vegetables.
Ye Chen was not idle either.
He carefully examined these goods.
His mind immediately displayed:
Soup spoons, 20 sold tonight, priced at 1.5 yuan, profit 14 yuan.
The garbage bag set had sold 50 pieces tonight, priced at 8 yuan, and made a profit of 150 yuan.
Steel wire brushes, 8 sold tonight, priced at 3 yuan, profit 8 yuan.
......
Kitchen knife, 5 sold tonight, priced at 30 yuan, profit 20 yuan.
Salt, 20 units sold tonight, priced at 1 yuan, profit 6 yuan.
Then, Ye Chen asked his parents about the price of these things, because their prices were different from the ones given by the System.
For this reason, Ye Chen immediately corrected them.
"Mom, you can set the price according to what I give. Even though the profit would be reduced, the sales would increase.”
"You don't have to call for help. Just sit there and sell it when the person comes.”
"When it's eleven o'clock, we'll go home together. I'll go to other places first."
Ye Chen said solemnly and left.
Ye Chen's mother grinned.”
"He's rarely so serious. The sales are up. Maybe we can really sell more. Haha."
His father, Ye Jun, mumbled and nodded.
More people began to gather on the streets.
Slowly, a strange crowd of people gathered around his parents. Like a herd of sheep, they also started to work happily, collecting money with their mouths agape.
As for Ye Chen, he was wandering the streets.
Since he was out, he couldn't just sit around and do nothing, right?
He had to find a way to earn some money.
He strolled around the street and had a detailed understanding of the value of the items in the stalls and shops on the street, as well as the life development direction of these shop owners.
For example, in front of him.
Ye Chen was standing in front of a Bentley. The owner was a young man in his twenties. A white cloth lay on the hood of the car. There were more than ten ancient coins and two porcelain pieces on it.
As for the young man, he took out a cigarette and sat beside the Bentley, smoking without greeting anyone.
If someone asked for the price, he would just say a few words. It didn't matter if he bought it or not.
A Bentley was a pretty good luxury car.
It was not uncommon on the streets.
However, with the emergence of the street stall economy, many of these rich second-generation heirs had exploded.
On the first day, people would still feel that it was a novelty and would crazily watch these cars. However, this wasn't the first time that the stall economy had existed. People were somewhat immune to these pretentious acts of selling goods.
The people only treated these pretentious acts as gossip about the rich second-generation heirs experiencing life.
Even so.
The Bentley also attracted a lot of people. There were about seven or eight people watching.
However, most of them just looked at it and didn't buy it.
There were stalls selling antiques, ancient coins, and vases, but most of them were middle-aged people dressed in tattered clothes. There were very few people like this rich second-generation heir who was wearing Armani and Nicole shoes.
In this day and age, the economy was not doing well. Who would still buy antiques?
In addition, most people thought that these antiques were fake.
They were just treating it as a topic of conversation.
Ye Chen looked at the stall owner meaningfully and a message immediately appeared in his mind.
Li Ze, the second son of Li Juntian, the tycoon of Oil City, had a net worth of 100 million. He was currently busy fighting for the family's assets. Three years later, he would take over the family business and his net worth would exceed 1 billion.
Oh.
Interesting.
A hundred million at such a young age. Interesting.
Ye Chen continued reading.
This time, he set his eyes on the ancient coins and porcelain.
Yuan Datou, 1930s, fake, worth 10 yuan.
Yuan Datou, Year 8 of the Republic of China, fake, worth 10 yuan.
Qing Dynasty silver coin, fake, worth 10 yuan.
The Warring States Sword Coin was fake and was worth 15 yuan.
Guangxu Yuanbao, authentic, worth 300 yuan.
.......
Dozens of ancient coins.
Most of them were fake. It really wasn't worth much.
Ye Chen shook his head. However, just as he was about to give up, his eyes stopped on the two coins.
Yuan Datou, third year of the Republic of China, authentic, good quality, worth 50,000 yuan.
Yuan Datou, Year 9 of the Republic of China, rare, authentic, worth 100,000 yuan.
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