When they went to the brigade headquarters, the accountant said that the village chief was in a meeting.
He would handle the matters in the market.
As he spoke, he took out a large notebook from the cabinet.
Opening a page, the accountant said to the team leader," There's no one who hasn't written anything yet. Let's take a look first. Oh right, what are you selling?"
He Daqing handed over two small packets of spicy sticks." Snacks. I named it Spicy Strips."
"Spicy sticks?" The accountant tasted it. Hmm, not bad. It's really tasty. I wonder how it goes with wine?
Why don't you stop setting up a stall and sell it in a small shop in the village? It will definitely be popular.”
He Da Qing said,"We still need a stall. We can sell something else." We occasionally have other goods."
"Yes, we are all chefs." Old Liu echoed from behind.
The accountant looked up at the two of them." So you're a chef from Beijing. Alright, I'll take note of it. Who knows, we might still work together in the future."”
Old Liu pointed at He Daqing." My job is a real famous chef. I used to be a chef in a foreign hotel."”
Old Liu had nothing much to say. He had retired from work due to illness, and his main income was to help people cook.
This job was not stable. Seeing the captain and accountant's reaction to the Spicy Strips, he was really tempted.
He thought it would be better to set up a stall and come a few times a week as a fixed income.
The accountant nodded." What's your price? Give me the market price."”
He Daqing pointed at the spicy sticks wrapped in rainwater." The ingredients are good. Three cents for one."
Then, he took out a spicy strip wrapped in begonia."This one is a little lacking. It's two points and five points each."
Perhaps it was because the spicy strips packaged in Begonia were easy to eat, so people chose Begonia packaging.
Perhaps it was because of psychological factors, but the accountant opened another packet of spicy sticks made from rainwater.
"Yes, this is indeed more delicious. It's fragrant and oily, and it's also moist.”
In the past, the oil was also scarce. When cooking, it was just a chopstick of oil. Usually, it was the pig oil at home that kept them alive.
He Daqing knew very well that these two packets of spicy sticks were in the same big bag. There was no difference. At most, they would be cut into smaller and bigger pieces.
It wouldn't be a problem to get 50 or 60 packets out of a big bag.
He calculated that a big bag of food was less than 2 yuan.
Although it seemed to only cost a little more than one yuan, at this time, the purchasing power of more than one yuan could basically be sold for more than ten yuan or even more than thirty yuan in the modern world of the blue planet.
It could be said to be very profitable.
Five bags a day, he could earn about eight or nine yuan.
240 yuan a month was equivalent to five months of his salary.
He even wanted to follow Old Liu's example and retire.
The accountant said," I'll write you a note in a while. You guys go to the store and sell it first. If the market is good, we'll receive the goods directly!
You can also buy it yourself at the market. You just have to match the price with the store. You guys know what to do.”
The captain went up to the accountant and handed the notebook over."Brother, what do you think of this stall?”He pointed at a blank space and asked the accountant.
"Haha, in your dreams. Do you know why there's no one in such a good place?”
"What do you mean?"
"Our secretary has come up with a new idea. The stalls in the village are divided into four classes: gold! Silver! Copper! Iron!
The seventeen stalls near the national highway, the village entrance, and the city gate were all gold medal stalls.
Around them were silver medal stalls.
The bronze plate stall was near the village.
The iron stall was near the pigsty.
It would be announced tomorrow.
It's normal that you don't know.
The price of each level of stall varied greatly. Of course, the area of the gold medal stall was also much larger.
Why was the village chief having a meeting? It was the auction of the golden booth! The highest bidder would get it. The brigade headquarters was filled with rich families!
Our village is living a good life because of their help!
Do you know how many merchants near Beijing, including Zhili, and Fengtian come to our market to get their goods?”
The accountant shook his head as he spoke, as if he was in control of the world.
Hearing this, He Daqing was excited. With this channel, it was only a matter of time before he became rich.
The accountant flipped through his notebook and said to the squad leader, He Daqing," You guys choose this one."
He pointed at a blank space in the notebook.
"Although it's a bronze plate stall, it's only a street away from the silver plate stall.
Do you know how wide the roads in our village are? The main thing was that it was cheap. It was only 1.20 yuan a day.”
Old Liu was stunned. 1.20 yuan was a little expensive. It was only 5 cents for a small packet of spicy sticks. He had to sell 24 packets to pay the rent.
Not to mention the cost of the Spicy Strips.
He Daqing stood at the side and said,""This is it."
Spicy Strips were nothing. He had all kinds of supplies waiting to be sold.
In He Daqing's opinion, it was nothing more than the price of two catties of eggs.
The accountant took the notebook and started to go through the procedures with them.
After asking about the basic situation, he wrote and drew in another notebook.
At the same time, he explained," The new policy in our market is that only the Iron Plate is a free rental stall. It charges 50 cents a day. This is the benefit of helping the villagers."
"The other stalls are basically fixed. They pay once a month. This is your first time, and you're still supplying goods to our store. I'll make the decision. This time, it'll be 30 yuan.
In the future, as long as there is continuous supply, there will be discounts. This is our rule.”
The accountant was very generous.
He Daqing was about to pay.
Big Liu took out the money at the speed of light.
"Big Liu, you..." He Daqing frowned.
"Old He, let's go together. There's no need to be so calculative.”Old Liu quickly stuffed the money into the accountant's hand.
It was all because of the Spicy Strips in He Daqing's hands that he had this opportunity.
He thought that He Daqing would often make small products in the future. He would not have to worry about food and clothing.
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