After a long time, the square opened the drawer under the cabinet, took out a stack of cash and placed it in front of Suhang.
"This is all the turnover during this period. If you remove the compensation to those customers, you should still make some profits."
When talking about money, the ge's face finally showed its spirit again.
Su Hang felt a little worried when he saw Fangge staring at Qian.
If a person takes money too seriously, he may really go wrong.
I hope that the square can always maintain its original intention and make money, but not make money inappropriate.
...
In the evening, Su Hang took the square back to Siheyuan.
Yang Guangming had already met Luo Ling'er and Xiaobao.
He originally liked children, and Xiaobao's sweet-mouthed words were made with a sweet word from Grandpa Yang and a right word from Grandpa Yang, which made his face full of smiles.
He bought a lot of snacks that children like to eat for the first time and gave them all to Xiaobao.
Luo Ling'er also prepared supper early.
"Uncle Yang, come here and have a meal." Luo Ling'er put up the dishes and chopsticks and greeted Yang Guangming who was playing with Xiaobao.
Yang Guangming sat down with Xiaobao in his arms.
Suhang put the hot wine in front of Yang Guangming: "Uncle Yang, you have to drink more today. These dishes are Ling'er's specialty."
Yang Guangming nodded, picked up a piece of plum vegetable and put it in his mouth, his eyes lit up: "It tastes good. The last time I ate this dish was a few years ago. Suhang, you have found a good wife."
Luo Ling'er was suddenly praised and felt a little embarrassed. She quickly picked up some more dishes and put them in Yang Guangming's bowl.
After two glasses of wine, Yang Guangming's face turned red and his eyes fell on Luo Ling'er: "There are not many people with the surname Luo, I knew one a few years ago."
"That child is very smart and very brave. When I led the troops back then, that brat was a soldier under my command. He was willing to endure hardships, not afraid of dirt or fatigue. The important thing is that he really rushed forward if there is something."
Luo Ling'er likes to listen to Yang Guangming's previous events very much. She asked with a smile: "What about it later? Do you still have any contact now?"
Yang Guangming curled his lips, poured another glass of wine, and drank it all in one go.
"Later, artillery fire broke out in the sky, and we often moved, so we lost contact. But I believe that with that brat's ability, I will definitely be alive. Maybe I still have my own world now!"
Luo Ling'er listened with relish.
Su Hang's eyes swept on the grid from time to time.
He found that today's squares were speechless and absent-minded.
Several times I even picked up chili peppers that I didn’t like.
After dinner, Luo Ling'er cleaned up the dishes and Su Hang took care of her two children.
Fang Ge stood up and said, "Brother Su, I may have drunk too much today, so I'll go back and rest first."
Without waiting for Su Hang to say anything, Fangge turned around and left.
Looking at his back, Su Hang sighed softly.
Fangge returned to the house, washed up and sat on the head of the bed without any sleepiness.
Thinking of what Su Hang said during the day, he was very dissatisfied.
He obviously made money, and he made a lot of money, and his turnover almost doubled, but Suhang was minding his own way of making money.
Why?
Their purpose is to make money. What's wrong with his method?
He had clearly laid the foundation, but tomorrow he suddenly had to cut the price and pay the goods to those customers. Fangge felt a little angry.
It would be great if the store was his.
Just use his method to make more money.
He must work hard and have his own store as soon as possible!
The next day, Su Hang got up early and left the Siheyuan.
He walked to Jiangning's largest underground trading market.
Although it was morning, there were already many people in the market.
Suhang wandered around for more than half an hour, and finally stopped in front of a small stall.
When the stall owner saw someone coming to the door, he smiled and said, "What are you buying? My things are cheaper, and it's even cheaper if you buy too much."
Su Hang glanced at the things on the stall and whispered: "I want to buy oil tickets."
The stall owner was stunned for a moment and looked around quickly.
After confirming that no one was paying attention, he breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his voice: "Young man, how much do you want?"
Su Hang glanced at the stall owner's pocket: "How many do you have?"
The stall owner was stunned for a moment, and his face showed joy: "One dime is enough."
Su Hang thought for a moment: "I want two hundred pictures."
The smile on the stall owner's face became stronger and stronger.
This is meeting a big customer!
"Okay, okay, of course there is, but this dime is the cheapest and there is no bargaining."
Su Hang nodded: "Okay, just a little bit. I'll come over when I use it in the future."
The stall owner was so happy that he checked two hundred oil tickets for Suhang.
"Calculate it, even if there are fewer stalls, I will not be responsible."
Suhang ordered good oil tickets, put them in his pocket and handed the money to the stall owner before leaving the stall.
However, he did not leave the market immediately, but walked leisurely on the street.