Chapter 522 Zhou Mingsheng’s business

Ye Xing stomped his feet hatefully.

Do you know that this thing can’t be bought for 500 yuan in the new century?

"How is it? I just said that few people on the black market would buy these things, right?"

Zhou Mingsheng did not disturb Ye Xing's sales, but seeing that she failed, she couldn't help but laugh.

This thing may be sold quickly in department stores because all the girls go there, but most of the people who come to the black market are big brothers, and men don’t know this. For them, instead of buying something that is not practical for their wives, it is better to buy two more kilograms of rice and meat to go back and add meals to their wives.

"Yes, you're right."

Ye Xing pouted, the boss was unhappy. Although he could foresee this result, he was still a little disappointed when he actually met.

Although he couldn't see Ye Xing's face, Zhou Mingsheng knew what Ye Xing's expression was now when he thought about it. He pinched Ye Xing's hand and encouraged him.

"Don't you still have gloves? There must be many people who like gloves."

As soon as he finished speaking, an old lady came over and asked.

"Your gloves are good, how much does it cost to have a pair?"

Zhou Mingsheng put out two pairs, and she held both pairs in her hand. Compare here and touch there, and see that the quality of the pairs is different. The facts prove that they are exactly the same, not only the quality, but also the pattern.

"Three pieces, five-piece pairs, this one is comfortable and warm to wear, and it is definitely warmer than the wool gloves you knitted!"

Ye Xing cheered up and continued to introduce.

Seeing what the old lady said at the beginning, she thought she was very satisfied, but she didn't expect that she started to pick on her again.

"Three or five pairs? Why is it so expensive! If I buy wool myself, I can knit two pairs of three or five pairs!

I touched it and it was no different from my wool gloves. What kind of hair is this? It looks like it is not durable and will break soon. In this way, I want it three or five pairs."

The old lady finished speaking on her own and had to pay for it.

Ye Xing:???

"No, no, no, if it's three or five, three or five, we won't sell it. Grandma, you can touch it yourself and know how good it feels.

Look, I'm wearing these gloves too, it's warm and it doesn't shed hair. It's durable and you get what you pay for. It's really not expensive."

Ye Xing patiently reasoned with the old lady. She also pulled her hands out of her gloves and asked the old lady to touch her hands. Is it warm and warm?

The old lady really touched her. Her hands were cold and she shivered coldly when she touched Ye Xing.

"It's not warm. You see, you're still trembling with coldness. When I don't understand the price, I'll want it if you sell it. If you don't sell it, I won't want it if you don't."

The old lady insisted on opening her eyes and talking nonsense.

Ye Xing didn't know what to say, so he had to say.

"Then forget it, just forget it if you don't buy it."

The old lady was so unhappy that she could see the naked eye. She heard Ye Xing say forget it, and thought she agreed to sell it to her at a cheap price, but she didn't expect that she would still not sell it. She was not going to leave, nor was she not going to leave.

Zhou Mingsheng said lightly.

"If you don't buy it, you can move a little bit and don't block others from seeing us."

The old lady got angry all of a sudden.

"Whoever doesn't buy it, it's only seven yuan!"

The old lady threw down seven dollars, picked up two pairs of gloves and left in a hurry. She ran so fast, probably because she was afraid of embarrassing. It seemed that she still thought the gloves were good. Although they were expensive, they were worth it. They were just not able to pull their faces off.

Seeing that the old lady had not been successful in bargaining, everyone knew that the gloves were probably really good, so other people who watched the fun came over. After a while, they sold ten pairs of them again. No one bargained, and Zhou Mingsheng didn't need to say more.

After this wave of customers left, Zhou Mingsheng and Ye Xingdao.

"If someone comes to see things, you can just let her see them yourself. Don't tell her so much. This is a black market, and it is certain that things are expensive, but no matter how expensive things are, you don't have to worry about selling them. As long as they are practical, most of them are sold.

But if you say too much, people will doubt whether your stuff can’t be sold, so they want to reduce your price.”

Zhou Mingsheng is worthy of being an experienced person and is very polite. Ye Xing was stunned by what he said and was successfully convinced.

"It seems to make sense, and I will keep it cool next!"

So Ye Xing didn't say a word throughout the whole process, but as Zhou Mingsheng said, he sold gloves one after another, without worrying about customers at all. Fortunately, what they prepared today was a hundred pairs of gloves, which was enough to sell.

"No, our rice hasn't been sold yet, why not take it out?"

Ye Xing suddenly remembered the rice in another sack. Of course, she changed the rice to its current packaging and would not be exposed.

"There's even less urgent."

Zhou Mingsheng said to the old god's present Tao.

Different from gloves, people will buy a pair of two pairs of gloves, but if they have rice, people who are not rich will not be willing to eat them, and people who are rich can buy you short by themselves, so there is no hurry at all.

"Why?"

Ye Xing scratched his head, not very clear. It seems that the water for doing business is too deep. She had said that she would surpass Zhou Mingsheng in the future. Now it seems so difficult. Zhou Mingsheng has already walked in front of her.

She didn't expect that she was eavesdropping on her voice so quietly, and the small vendor next to her was eavesdropped on. The man's ear moved, and he quickly put away his things and came over and said.

"Big brother, big girl, do you have rice? Rice or millet? Is it refined rice or brown rice? How much does it cost per pound?"

"Ah? Are you a wind-like ear?"

Ye Xing was stunned. What a guy, this reaction speed is too fast!

"Big girl, don't joke with me. Look, you don't take out any good things. How many of them are there? I think I can cover them all. If you want them all, can you give them a little cheaper?"

The vendor rubbed his hands and said in a mouthfulness.

"I can only give you thirty pounds, one pound and three dollars."

Zhou Mingsheng answered.

"What? Three dollars per pound? This is more expensive than meat, you, this..."

The vendor felt a little painful. Three dollars per pound is too expensive!

"You can see its quality first. I already give it the lowest price for three dollars."

Zhou Mingsheng took out a handful of white flowers from the bag, and showed him the rice with full grains. Each grain was not mixed with impurities, and the white one was like snow. This was the top rice. Generally, the quality of rice sold in the black market was not half as good as theirs.

The vendor took it over and took a look carefully. Good guy, the rice grains are indeed very large and have good quality. Before he could cook it, he could already smell the fragrance of the rice.

Don’t think that if you don’t eat coarse grains in the city, you will vomit if you eat coarse grains in the city. If you want to buy rice, you have nowhere to buy it. As soon as the grain store opens, it will be stolen.

Usually you can only try your luck in the black market if you want to buy it. If he encounters it today, it will be impossible to let it go!

"Okay, three dollars per pound, I want it! But you said you can only give me thirty pounds?

Big brother, do you have more? Give me some more, and it’s still the price. I will never let you suffer a loss, brother!"

(End of this chapter)
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