Seeing the girl's face change from howling in the wind to calm and sunny, Wan Feng was stunned for less than a second.

It's a pity that Hengdian will not appear until more than ten years later. Otherwise, if this girl is sent there, she might be able to become a big star.

"Brothers, what do you want to buy?"

The girl's mouth was very sweet, and she immediately called everyone in Wan Feng's group brother. In fact, she was older than many of Wan Feng's group.

This can be seen.

"Look at your game console and see what games are introduced."

The girl immediately kept talking about some games on FC.

“Does your home have baseboards?”

"For the arcade?"

Wan Feng nodded.

The girl turned around and pulled out a box from inside, placing it on the counter with a clang.

"Be gentle!" the young man inside yelled.

The girl rolled her eyes and said, "Don't worry about him, my brother's head is a bit funny."

As she spoke, the girl opened the box neatly. Inside was the same kind of cardboard box that Wan Feng had seen, but the color was not the white one he had seen before, but gray-white, light yellow and black.

Wan Feng picked up a box and first looked at the label on one side of the box.

The labels were all written in Japanese, and Wan Feng would not know what they meant even if he knew one or two of them.

Opening the box and taking out the substrate, Wan Feng observed it carefully.

This is a jamma interface substrate. There is a gap on the right side of the interface. This is an original board and not an assembly board. The original board has a gap at the interface.

"What game is this?"

"It seems to be the Snow Mountain Brothers. I don't know very well. My brother knows, but he has a funny brain."

"If you try to show off your brain again, I'll beat you to death!" The young man was repairing an FC when he yelled again.

"Can you test the board here?"

"If you really want to buy it, you can try it, brother! Get the game console out."

The young man took out a game console from inside.

The reason why it is described as holding out a game console instead of launching a game console is because the young people are indeed holding out a game console.

It is a device that is more than two feet square. It has a TV screen, a joystick button under the screen, and nothing else.

As for the support and coin acceptor at the bottom of the arcade machine, they don’t exist at all.

The young man put the game console on the counter, inserted the base board into the interface slot and turned on the power, and the game interface appeared on the screen.

Pressing a button on the board is equivalent to a coin inserter. Just press it and the game starts.

Wan Feng tried it for a while and then stopped playing.

"How much does this board cost?"

"Two thousand eighty." This price is not expensive but not cheap either, because a puzzle game like Snow Mountain Brothers is considered a small game, and its production cost is not the same as that of a masterpiece like Street Fighter.

“Are all the substrates in your home priced at this price?”

The girl smiled with dimples: "Most of them are at this price, but there are also expensive ones that are smaller, and there are also assembled ones that are cheaper."

Everything the girl said was true, which won Wan Feng's favor.

"How many games do you have at home?"

"There are about thirty kinds of them."

"Is there a street fighter?"

The girl nodded: "Yes, but it's expensive."

"Talk about it."

"That one costs a thousand yuan."

There are more than thirty kinds, which is a reasonable number of samples.

"Do you wholesale?"

The girl looked at Wan Feng for a long time: "How much do you want to buy?"

"I have to see the price of this."

"Brother! The wholesalers are here, it's your turn to take action."

The young man put down the fc in his hand, wiped his hands with a rag and walked over.

"Generally popular substrates can be cheaper by 60 yuan for more than ten pieces, and 70 yuan for more than 20 pieces. The same ratio is true for other substrates."

"How much do you get for three hundred boards?"

"Three hundred fast!" The young man could not move his eyes.

Teng Kang has been doing this business for a year. His father is responsible for transporting goods from Hunan to Hong Kong. He and his sister Teng Yuanyuan are here to take out the food.

It's not that I haven't taken on big clients, but the biggest one was just a Shanghai client who took 50 yuan.

But the young man in front of me costs three hundred dollars with just one mouthful. Is this true?

This is more than 700,000!

"Are you kidding? Three hundred boards cost six to seven hundred thousand!"

"You don't think I can't get it out, do you?"

In Shenzhen in 1988, it was not unusual for a customer to take hundreds of thousands of goods, but it was not seen every day.

"If you really want to take 300 boards, the lowest price I can offer is a profit of 120 yuan per board. This is the bottom line, but I can't offer so much goods."

I know you can't offer so many goods, I just want to see what your lowest price is.

The other party quoted the lowest price, which was not far from his red line, but he could still get closer.

"How much can you take out now?"

"I can come up with thirty yuan today. If my father delivers the goods tomorrow, he can probably make up one hundred and eighty yuan."

"The profit is one hundred and fifty for each board. I want one hundred."

"One hundred and fifty! That's not okay! Then we can leave just as we came. At least let us make some money, right?"

"Even if the profit is one hundred and fifty, you will make at least thirty twenty on one board, which is quite a lot."

"These are two different things. It's very troublesome for us to purchase goods from Hunan and Hong Kong. If you make thirty twenty, it's like wasting money. This price is definitely not good."

"Then I'll give you a chance to guarantee the price again. I definitely won't accept the price you mentioned."

The young man hesitated for a long time: "One hundred and thirty for one piece, is this okay?"

"One hundred and four is a deal!"

It seems that the price of 130 yuan is really the lowest price. Wan Feng chatted with the other party for a long time but did not get up to 140 yuan. Finally, the deal was made with a profit of 135 yuan per board.

"When will I come to pick up the goods?"

"Just come over tomorrow afternoon to inspect the goods."

"Then don't sell your substrates, I want them all."

When Wan Feng was about to leave, the girl stopped Wan Feng: "Don't leave!"

Wan Feng looked at Teng Yuanyuan in confusion: "Dimple, what are you doing again?"

"You just left. If you don't come tomorrow, wouldn't our goods be in vain? You have to leave two money here as a deposit."

Makes sense.

Wan Feng took out a stack of fifty yuan bills from his body and threw it on the counter: "Is five thousand yuan enough?"

"That's enough."

"Show me the receipt. If you don't admit that I'm here tomorrow, you'll blackmail me for 5,000 yuan."

Teng Yuanyuan took out a special receipt for her stall, wrote a receipt carefully, and then stamped it with the official seal of her stall.

Wan Feng glanced at it: "Sign your name and put your thumbprint on it."

"Why? It has our family's official seal on it."

"I'm afraid you won't admit it if you don't sign and fingerprint it. Then the official seal can be carved out quickly, so it's useless."

Teng Yuanyuan thought for a while and thought what they said was reasonable, so she signed her name on the receipt and pressed her fingerprint.

"Teng Yuanyuan? This name fits you so well."

"Ah? Don't call me Yuanyuan!"
Chapter completed!