Compared with transportation, bags are much easier to handle. The sacks Zhang Yang used to hold quilts can be used. He returned to the dormitory and quickly packed all the radishes. There were more than 20 radishes, which was enough for him to pack a big bag.

, I can barely lift it with one hand.

After packing, Zhang Yang took some loose money from the drawer and a dozen plastic bags and planned to go out to sell radishes. These plastic bags were provided by the canteen when Zhang Yang usually went to the school canteen to buy things.

Carrying the full bag of radishes, Zhang Yang started to breathe a little before he went down two floors. It has to be said that he usually does not exercise very much, especially in the past few years since he came to university, although he usually works part-time.

Zhang Yang has really never done anything that can really take a lot of effort. The most uncomfortable thing is to look after someone at night. I believe that not many college students have done this kind of part-time job, but Zhang Yang has done it. At that time, he was working in a supermarket warehouse

When I was working part-time, I often had to work the night shift for others. It was not a physical job, but it was disgusting to stay up all night with nothing to do.

"Hey, aunt, I'm going out first!"

After finally getting downstairs, Zhang Yang greeted the dormitory aunt from a distance. His purpose was to let the aunt know that it was him, otherwise it would be terrible if she asked her to put the sack down for inspection. Such a big bag

A bag of radishes was suddenly brought downstairs from the dormitory. It would be strange if people weren't surprised.

Fortunately, the aunt heard Zhang Yang's voice right away. When she saw Zhang Yang walking over panting with such a big bag on his back, she immediately wanted to go up and help. Zhang Yang was anxious when he saw her walking over, and she touched the bag.

He had to help. He quickly waved his hand to stop and said: "Hey, aunt, I don't need your help for this! I have a car at the door."

After hearing what he said, the dormitory aunt stopped insisting and just warned: "Okay, then you have to be careful!"

"Uh-huh!"

Zhang Yang responded and quickly carried the sack and went out. At the door was Wang Liang's bicycle with two handles of different models. Zhang Yang had just pushed the bicycle outside to cheer up, so this

Just put the sack on the rear rack and start driving.

Driving the car, Zhang Yang's mood suddenly started to flow. The sun was a little dazzling at about eight o'clock, but it couldn't stop Zhang Yang's inner excitement.

What Zhang Yang is going to now is the vegetable market in a community in Ximen, X. It is also the only place nearby where Zhang Yang can freely buy and sell his large radishes. Moreover, it is a relatively high-end community, and ordinary migrant workers will not

Those who live there are generally natives of provincial cities. This will help Zhang Yang’s business to a certain extent. After all, his radishes are several times better than ordinary radishes. In these communities where there are more stalls, he can also

It's more expensive, isn't it?

I quickly drove into the vegetable market. The time has just reached eight or nine o'clock, and it will soon be the time for housewives to go out to buy vegetables. Therefore, cars are coming and going in the whole market, unloading, batching and carrying goods.

Crowded.

Zhang Yang came here to sell vegetables for the first time, and he didn't know where to go. He parked his car on the roadside, ran over and asked an uncle who was also unloading goods.

"Hey, good morning, sir, how do you calculate the stalls here?"

This uncle sells vegetables here on weekdays. His business is quite big, so he always has his own fixed stall. He took a look and wrapped himself up like an Arab, and felt a little unhappy about the publicity.

Dressed in this outfit, he said: "How do you calculate it? If you have a monthly subscription, go to the market management office and pay one thousand yuan a month, then you can have your own fixed stall. If you only set up a stall for a few days, you can just pay fifty yuan a day!"

"What? Fifty yuan is so much?" Zhang Yang was dumbfounded. Not only did he have fifty yuan in his pocket, he might not even be able to get out thirty yuan. It's really not as good as God!

The uncle was almost done with his work at this time, so he also became a little interested in Zhang Yang and asked: "Young man, is it your first day selling vegetables? The stall fees in this provincial capital are cheap, what do you plan to sell?

Something?"

Zhang Yang felt disappointed for a while. He didn't expect that he would end up like this when he ran over happily. He said absently: "It's nothing, just dozens of radishes brought from the countryside."

"oh!"

The uncle's eyes skipped over Zhang Yang's figure and landed on the sack behind Zhang Yang. Maybe it was the depressed expression on Zhang Yang's face that aroused his sympathy, or maybe it was because he saw that the radishes in Zhang Yang's sack did not take up any space for him, and he suddenly

He opened his mouth and said: "Well, young man, my stall is big enough. If you want to set it up, you can set up one on my side today!"

"real?"

Zhang Yang was a little surprised now. This old man didn't look like such a good person. He didn't expect to be able to help him like this, so there are still more good people in this world, right?

"Thank you, thank you, uncle!"

Zhang Yang said gratefully, and quickly moved his car to the uncle's stall, then with a strong force, he picked up the entire sack and gently placed it on the ground.

"Young people today are careless in everything they do. It's not like when I first started doing business!"

The uncle watched Zhang Yang busy at his stall, and until Zhang Yang completely opened his sack, he still didn't see Zhang Yang carrying a scale, so he muttered quietly to the side.

"Young man, how much does your carrot cost?"

The uncle didn't take a close look at how good the radishes in Zhang Yang's sack were. He just wanted to remind Zhang Yang to set a good price out of concern for the younger generation, and not to make it too high or too low than the market price.

It is rare to meet a "senior" who is so helpful to him. Zhang Yang did not hide the fact that he was the "chu brother" and said: "I haven't set the price yet, uncle, how much do others set their prices?"

"How can I know how much other people order? I don't deal in these radishes! However, these radishes are not worth much on weekdays, only about 40 to 50 cents per pound!"

Since the uncle seemed polite to Zhang Yang, he was kind enough to remind Zhang Yang of the approximate price.

"Four or five cents?"

Zhang Yang thought about it carefully in his heart. These radishes he had were obviously different from others. They could even be said to be two kinds of vegetables. The price of ordinary radishes was not suitable. But how much should he order? This is a headache.

If you set it too high, others won't even take a look. If you set it too low, wouldn't you be doing yourself a disservice?

"Then it's two yuan a pound!"

Zhang Yang muttered to himself for a long time and finally set the price. This is a vegetable market, not a large supermarket, so can’t the price be adjusted by oneself? If no one comes to buy it later, he will adjust the price in the afternoon.

Come down.

After thinking clearly, Zhang Yang took out a piece of cardboard (which he had put in the sack early in the morning) and wrote on it with a pen: "Two yuan per catty!"

The uncle next to him saw that he had written these four words after listening to his words. He shook his head and ignored Zhang Yang. He was thinking in his heart: "This kid, he doesn't know how to advance or retreat in business!"
Chapter completed!