Lu Huaian and Uncle Qian were talking about going to Dingzhou. Hearing this, he didn't turn around in a hurry and continued chatting calmly: "The style of the clothes needs to be carefully selected..."

Originally, you could reach the hotel by going straight for a short distance and then turning right. Lu Huaian pointed to the left without leaving any trace.

Uncle Qian followed him knowingly and turned a corner where he originally went straight.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of turning a corner, the two of them glanced sideways, and sure enough they saw a figure passing by.

"It's from the stall next door."

The two of them looked at each other, but instead of going back to the hotel directly, they took Sun Hua around and got rid of him before going back.

I knew it was a mess here before I came here, but I didn't expect it to be so messy.

Fortunately, we communicated with each other and had some mental preparation so we wouldn't panic.

The three of them arrived at the hotel, closed the doors and windows, and began to take stock.

They also collected money and tickets, and refused to accept anyone who came. At this time, they took out the money and piled it on the bed, making it a big mess.

"One hundred, two hundred, three hundred..."

This time I was very bold in bidding, so I made more money.

At the end of the count, there were more than 800 yuan in cash and more than 100 tickets.

"This..." Lu Huaian remembered the little money he made when setting up a stall for the first time, and couldn't laugh or cry: "It really suffocated the brave to death, and starved to death the timid."

If they hadn't been in a hurry and wanted to sell out in one day, there might have been more.

"Who says it isn't?"

Uncle Qian divided the money into four parts as originally agreed.

"You take two, and Sun Hua and I each have one." He unzipped his pants and sewed an inner pocket on the inside. No one else could steal it, and no one would scratch such a place with a knife.

Lu Huaian was not polite to him. Originally, he had given the tickets this time, and this was how the allocation was calculated.

Sun Hua, on the other hand, thought for a moment and pushed out the money and tickets: "I didn't give you any money, so I don't want it this time."

Yo.

The two looked at each other, and Uncle Qian smiled heartily: "If you don't pay, I won't take it. Do you have the money? Can we do it together next time?"

"Do it." Sun Hua stared at the money, thought for a while, and took out a cloth bag from his coat pocket.

It turned out to be a small embroidered purse with dense stitching. Sun Hua poured out the money inside, which was a full three hundred yuan.

"Oh, I really can't tell that you actually have so much money."

Sun Hua glanced at Uncle Qian and said word by word: "Mine."

As if he was afraid that they wouldn't understand, he pursed his lips and said, "My uncle doesn't know."

Yes, after all, he has been around for a few years, and even Kong San can't beat him. He is also stupid. He doesn't know how to spend money randomly except for food, but he can save it.

Lu Huaian raised his eyebrows: "Did you steal it?"

"No!" Sun Hua tightened the small wallet and put it in his pocket: "My mother gave it to me."

This wallet must have been made by his mother.

Since he said so, Lu Huaian did not refuse: "Okay, you can keep the money first and then take it out when we purchase the goods."

"not for you."

Lu Huaian pushed once, but when he saw that he insisted, he didn't refuse.

Anyway, he hid money everywhere, even on the soles of his shoes.

But this time I still gave Sun Hua 50 yuan. After all, he still did his best without paying.

They took turns on duty at night and set off for the city early the next morning.

As a result, while in the car, Sun Hua took out the flashlight and played with it again.

An uncle next to me was very curious when he saw it. He borrowed it to play with and liked it very much: "How much did it cost to buy this? Where can I buy it?"

Sun Hua shook his head innocently and turned to look at Lu Huaian.

After glancing at it, Lu Huaian smiled: "This was brought to me by an acquaintance."

As a result, the man looked at her again and again, and he really liked her so much that he asked if he could part with her.

When he looked at the flashlight, Lu Huaian was also looking at him.

This man's clothes are simple, but his temperament cannot be concealed, and his movements are quite well-educated.

He should be a teacher or something, at least someone who has read books, a bit like Teacher Li.

Lu Huaian thought for a while, but didn't refuse directly: "This..."

Seeing that there was something going on, the man quickly said: "I can give you a little more. My son is in the mountains in the countryside and dare not go out when it gets dark..."

Thinking of the dry toilet in the Shen family, Lu Huaian added in his mind: He didn't even dare to use the toilet.

Anyway, this stuff was sold in the east and west markets, so Lu Huaian followed suit.

When Uncle Qian woke up and got out of the car, he realized that the flashlight was missing.

"Sold?" Uncle Qian's eyes widened, refusing to believe this sad fact: "Why! That one has dry batteries and tungsten wire! It's so expensive!"

Lu Huaian sighed and said helplessly: "I know, I don't want to, but... he gave too much."

Upon hearing this, Uncle Qian immediately cheered up: "How much?"

He rubbed his hands and chuckled: "Did you sell it for five yuan?"

He bought it for four yuan and made a profit of one yuan when it was resold. That was something he could accept.

Lu Huaian raised his lips and smiled: "Be bold!"

"Six, six dollars?"

"Be confident! Have confidence in our vision!"

Uncle Qian opened his mouth: "You, seven yuan?"

This is pig killing, right?

Lu Huaian nodded heavily and sighed: "He insisted, so he bought it for eight yuan."

"..."

Uncle Qian felt that his long-standing view on consumption had been shattered and could not be restructured.

He lowered his head and began to calculate: "Buy for two yuan, sell for four yuan, then we will buy for four yuan and sell for eight yuan."

Lu Huaian hummed and added to him: "Then the hotel owner said that the flashlight costs two yuan, so he may not be telling the truth."

Maybe it will be lower, I don’t know. If you find the source, just like buying clothes, you can get the bulk price...

"This time..." Uncle Qian raised his eyebrows, and suddenly understood what Lu Huaian meant: "You want to..."

"Yeah. It's the same as when we sell steamed buns. The fresher the stuff, the more affordable it is."

Lu Huaian did not hide his ambition at all. He lit a cigarette and took a deep puff: "Uncle, you have also seen that the world is in chaos. If you go there, you will be risking your life in the hands of the Lord of Hell. Since we want to do it, we will

Do it big!”

I toss these clothes around every day. After doing the work and eating hard, I still earn a small amount of money. It's hard work.

A flashlight can be resold for four yuan, what if there is something else rare?

What about ten, what about twenty?

Thinking about it like this, there was a fire burning in my heart. How can a man not be motivated? Uncle Qian even forgot to smoke a cigarette and couldn't help but urge him: "Huai'an, just tell me what to do! I have no brains."

You’re smart, but I think this is a mess!”

"It's okay, there's no rush now." Lu Huaian put out his cigarette and blew out a smoke ring: "Let's go back first. We'll go around the city tomorrow to check out the market and ask about prices."

"Sure." After taking two steps, Uncle Qian frowned: "Then we won't take any more clothes?"

I'm a little tired from reselling clothes these days, but I really make more money than running errands.

When he saw the money, he was a little reluctant to throw away such a money-making job.

"I got in." Lu Huaian smiled and shook his head: "No matter what we do in the future, we have to keep the clothes business."

Seeing that Uncle Qian didn't turn around for a while, he explained: "The clothes are not strict now, and there are many people reselling them. At least the law will not punish everyone."

Uncle Qian exclaimed: "That's right. Flashlights should be strictly controlled now and require votes."

That's the truth.

Money is important, but so is safety.

While chatting and walking, the three of them turned a corner and saw the small building in the distance.
Chapter completed!