Sister Sun looked at the mountains of spice boxes at home and was worried for Sang Xiaoyu. She shook her head and said, can these be sold? Your stuff is too expensive.
Sang Xiaoyu was also scared, so she had to cheer herself up and say she could.
She had no confidence in her heart at all, and hated that she was being led around by the nose when she was loading the goods, and that she was greedy for the advantage of those three boxes.
Anyone who is greedy for cheap may suffer a big loss in the end.
Sister Sun said: "Well, you go out to sell things. When I go out to the morning market, you bring me a box, and you go to another market."
Sang Xiaoyu smiled and said: "Okay, this market is probably not going to work anymore. It's a win-win situation for both of us."
Sang Xiaoyu gave her the key to her home and said that if the sales were good, she would get a few more boxes.
Sister Sun thought for a while and then said: "How about I help you sell it and see if the neighbors around you want to buy it?"
Sang Xiaoyu had long heard the hesitation in Sister Sun's words, so she said: "Sister Sun, we are very compatible. If you have anything to say, just say it. I understand that they think it is expensive, so don't worry about me.
I work hard to sell, no matter what, I can sell these things."
Sister Sun laughed and said, "You are a small and weak person, but you really have a strong heart. I believe in you."
Sang Xiaoyu put all Sister Sun's things in the car. She recorded the quantity of the goods in a notebook. Sister Sun said that except for eggs, there were no other valuable things, so she didn't need to take it so seriously.
Sang Xiaoyu went to several markets in the morning. Anyway, she changed one every day. Originally, she only dared to take three boxes in the morning, but now she can't, so she just takes five boxes.
Even if she couldn't sell it, she would sell it on the street and wouldn't go home until she sold out.
Sometimes it’s after two o’clock in the afternoon when I remember that I haven’t even eaten the morning meal.
She finally knew what it felt like to be hungry. It was an indescribable dizziness, with the soles of her feet feeling shaky, a bit like being drunk, and as if someone had taken away all the muscles and bones in her body.
Sang Xiaoyu stood in the ice and snow, finally took out a piece of bread as hard as a rock and started to chew it.
The sweet feeling made her remember for a long time that such hard bread was so delicious. She wolfed down the bread without even salivating.
Five boxes and one bottle were sold without any left. Sang Xiaoyu’s hands and feet were so cold that they couldn’t control their movements.
Sang Xiaoyu didn't dare to ride a bike because her feet were frozen. She pushed the bike and suddenly started running. There were few pedestrians on the road because of the holiday. Sang Xiaoyu ran at least 800 meters before she could feel her feet. Her nose felt sore.
, I feel a little sorry for myself.
Sang Xiaoyu's hands had long been cracked. It would be a waste of time to wear gloves when giving change. She could only take off her gloves to count the money. Her hands were already chapped. She even used warm water when she got home.
Bubbles cannot be restored.
It was only after Sister Sun gave her a box of Vaseline ointment that her pain eased.
Sang Xiaoyu no longer cared about this. When she got home, she started taking inventory of the payment and goods again.
Together with Sister Sun, she only sold eleven boxes in total.
She glanced at her watch. It was two o'clock and she wanted to sell ten more boxes.
Sang Xiaoyu put the condiments on the car and tied them up, with a clear goal in mind.
Sang Xiaoyu had no choice but to come to the "high-end" community where she lived before the accident.
There are too many acquaintances here, and she didn't dare to get involved in the past, but now she has no choice but to go to the supermarket in front of the community to sell.
She knew the people in the supermarket, but she took off her hat and mask, and the supermarket owner recognized her.
The woman was very enthusiastic and asked many questions. Sang Xiaoyu asked her to carry and sell two boxes for her. She didn't want any profit of her own, just for the sake of sales.
The woman readily agreed.
Sang Xiaoyu kept the posters and threw two boxes at a nearby lottery station. Cheng Weize liked playing lottery and was familiar with the boss, so he agreed to stay.
Sang Xiaoyu thought bitterly that she really didn't make any money, only made money.
One box was sold along the way, and Sang Xiaoyu could no longer be happy. She looked at the remaining six boxes and wondered when the more than ninety boxes at home would be sold out.
While she was riding a tricycle wandering around, she suddenly passed by the design institute.
Dean Bai also lent her 50,000 yuan.
Sang Xiaoyu immediately became energetic. If he didn't give it to him, who else would he give it to?
Sang Xiaoyu hurriedly rode to the design institute. At the door was the fat Sister Xu who was still in the mail room. She was startled when she saw her.
When the accident first happened, Sang Xiaoyu didn't look like this. If she hadn't introduced herself, even Sister Xu wouldn't have been able to recognize her.
Sang Xiaoyu thought that she should really go into acting in this life, but why within a few months she seemed to have changed into a completely different person, and no one could recognize her when she met her.
Sang Xiaoyu asked if Dean Bai was there?
Sister Xu said yes.
Sang Xiaoyu asked Sister Xu to look at the goods for her, and then went upstairs to find Dean Bai.
Dean Bai saw that the person who came in through the door was Sang Xiaoyu. He was confused and asked, "Are you here to pay back the money?"
Sang Xiaoyu shook his head and said, "It's just been a few months, what can I give in return?"
Dean Bai said: "How have you been these past few months? What have you done? How much money do you make in a month?"
Sang Xiaoyu said: "Eight or nine thousand, it will be over 10,000 this month."
Sang Xiaoyu didn't understand why his face didn't turn red when he lied. Didn't this man who trusted him so much tell the truth?
Sang Xiaoyu wondered if he would panic and tear up the contract if she said she only earned more than a thousand a month, and she would have to lie.
Sure enough, when Dean Bai heard what she said, the smile on his face was much brighter than before. Sang Xiaoyu did not give him a chance to ask any more questions and said: "Dean Bai, I am selling a particularly high-quality seasoning for the Chinese New Year.
I also promoted several units at that time.”
She paused and looked at Dean Bai's reaction.
Dean Bai motioned for her to continue, already guessing her intention.
Sure enough, Sang Xiaoyu told her the purpose of his visit, to the effect that there were still ten boxes outside, so he wanted to help him no matter what. Only when he was rich could he pay back the money.
Dean Bai heard the threat from Sang Xiaoyu's gentle and pleading tone, but this gentle threat was still effective.
Dean Bai called Xiao Wu on the phone.
Xiao Wu and Sang Xiaoyu used to have the best relationship, but they stopped contacting each other for a long time.
Xiao Wu came in. Dean Bai asked how many people were in the courtyard now?
Xiao Wu thought for a moment and said, "Thirty-six people should."
Dean Bai started to calculate mentally.
Sang Xiaoyu now settles the accounts faster than anyone else, saying: "One person has four bottles, a total of one hundred and twenty-four bottles."
Dean Bai said: "Isn't it a bit much?"
Sang Xiaoyu said: "Actually, there are not many. There are five types of seasonings. There are ordinary types, stuffing types, cold dish types, braised pork types and stewed fish types. It would be better if there are five bottles of each."
Hearing Sang Xiaoyu speak, Xiao Wu turned around and looked at her carefully.
Sang Xiaoyu took off his hat and said, "It's me. Don't look at me. I can't recognize you."
Xiao Wu said in surprise: "You have changed so much. Why haven't we seen each other for just a few years? You...you..."
Sang Xiaoyu smiled and said, "We'll talk about this later. I did the math. If one person counts five bottles, it would cost fifteen boxes."
Xiao Wu listened and said helpfully: "No, I want twenty boxes. Where is the parallel department? This thing should be a new type of product."
He looked back at Sang Xiaoyu and said, "I believe you."
Sang Xiaoyu said: "Believe me, this thing is definitely good. I have tried it myself."
"Twenty boxes?" Dean Bai still thought it was a bit much.
Xiao Wu said: "Dean Bai, if there are any leftovers, I will take them all and give Xiaoyu a hand."
Sang Xiaoyu glanced at her gratefully, and she asked, "Do you have twenty boxes?"
Sang Xiaoyu quickly said: "There are six boxes now. I can't take twenty boxes by myself. I will go home to pick them up now."
Sang Xiaoyu thought this was a good opportunity, so he continued to promote: "There are also some boxes of eggs. I wonder if you can order some?"
Xiao Wu, what is the price?
Seeing that she really wanted to help him, Sang Xiaoyu felt very warm in his heart and said, "I help others sell this. She charges three cents for each sale."
Xiao Wu smiled and said, "You are so honest. If you put the eggs in boxes, I will pay 50 cents each. I will need five boxes for myself. One box should be forty."
Sang Xiaoyu said: "Farewell, why do you want so much? I feel sorry for you."
Xiao Wu said: "Isn't this the Chinese New Year? The main reason is that I have too many family members and you don't know me yet. I have five older brothers."
Seeing Xiao Wu's generosity, Dean Bai also said, "Well, you can take ten cartons of eggs, and I'll help you ask. If you can't sell them, I'll take them myself."
Sang Xiaoyu was so happy that she almost jumped up. Dean Bai asked people to move all ten boxes of spices into the office, and asked the accountant to settle twenty boxes of money.
Sang Xiaoyu made a comeback, and Dean Bai hinted to her not to forget the agreement between them.
When Sang Xiaoyu came out, Xiao Wu ran out and said that if he really didn't have any money, he could take some. It was a good relationship between colleagues.
Sang Xiaoyu thanked her again and again, saying she was fine now and had already paid back a lot.
Sang Xiaoyu rode on the empty bike, feeling more relaxed than ever before. Although Dean Bai was doing it for his own benefit, what about Xiao Wu? He also acted based on Dean Bai's face, but overall it was satisfactory, and other things could be ignored.
Sang Xiaoyu returned to her small room and looked at the mountains of condiments inside, feeling that she was too happy too early.
The remaining 80 or so boxes have not yet arrived, and the Spring Festival is imminent.
She called Sister Sun and asked her about the eggs. Sister Sun said that her brother's family owned a chicken farm, but her eggs were genuine stupid eggs.
Sang Xiaoyu didn’t understand the difference between chicken eggs and stupid eggs at all. Sister Sun said that chickens with stupid eggs have a longer breeding cycle, and the feed is more nutritious and richer, but the size is slightly smaller.
Sang Xiaoyu asked her how many more boxes there were and said that she had sold ten boxes.
Sister Sun looked at her in disbelief and said, "Really? Ten boxes?"
Sang Xiaoyu said: "Have you never packed your eggs in a box?"
She said: "My brother's chicken farm has a lot of egg boxes. They cost one yuan each, and there are thirty eggs in one box."
Sang Xiaoyu did the math and said, "That's nine yuan, plus the box is exactly ten yuan. How about selling it for fifteen per box?"
Sister Sun said: "Isn't it a bit high?"
Sang Xiaoyu said: "It's not high, don't you earn three cents per person? Thirty people can earn nine yuan."
Sister Sun said: "I can only have ten boxes at home, so wouldn't it be sold instantly? Just give them ten yuan, and I will make money anyway."
Sang Xiaoyu said: "Then you have to spend your capital. No matter what, there must be costs."
Sister Sun said: "Let's do this. I'll sell it for fifteen and give you five yuan."
Sang Xiaoyu refused to say anything, and Sister Sun said: "Then I'll give you three yuan, right? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to sell it."
Sang Xiaoyu said: "Then what if they want it again?"
Sister Sun said: "There are stupid eggs in the chicken farm, but not many."
Sang Xiaoyu said that it was a bit difficult to pack twenty boxes of seasonings and ten boxes of eggs. Sister Sun said that I would go with you.
Sister Sun quickly packed the stupid eggs in boxes.
With Sister Sun's help, Sang Xiaoyu became bolder and temporarily added five more boxes.
When we arrived at the design institute, people quickly moved the goods in. Sister Sun was very good at getting things done, and she even threw a small bag of melon seeds for everyone.
Sang Xiaoyu returned home and found that her sales were quite prosperous, but after careful inventory, she sold a total of thirty-six boxes, and the remaining four boxes made almost no profit.
Including the goods delivered last year and the three boxes given as gifts, Sang Xiaoyu checked that there were still seventy-four boxes.
Sister Sun was so happy that she gave Sang Xiaoyu thirty yuan and kept saying that she was so capable. So she knew everyone in such a good company?
She also said why the dean was so kind to her? If you don’t work in such a unit, why did you come to us to do this?
Sang Xiaoyu laughed and said that her story was longer than a piece of cloth. She didn't have time to tell it now, and she didn't want to tell it either. She just wanted to sell her goods well.
Sister Sun was a little embarrassed and said that she had told her brother about the eggs. If Sang Xiaoyu had connections, he could also provide eggs, which would ensure that Sang Xiaoyu would make a lot of money.
Sang Xiaoyu said that when selling seasonings, she would definitely put eggs on the table. Sister Sun felt relieved and happily left with the money.
She counted on her fingers again and found that the Spring Festival was only five days away.
If you sell 74 boxes in five days, you can only sell 50 boxes if you sell ten boxes in one day.
Sang Xiaoyu felt that she was forced into a dead end. She hated herself for being too greedy and wanted fifty boxes just right.
She put out twenty boxes, thinking that if she couldn't sell these twenty boxes today, she wouldn't go home, and she might not be able to live well this year.
After selling nearly three boxes at the morning market, she started walking around the streets and alleys. Her voice was almost hoarse. As she walked, she suddenly arrived near her original "Lulu Xiaozhu" hotel.
This is the place she least wants to be.
She remembered that there was a flower shop and a drug store nearby. When the accident happened, the windows of both houses were shattered. The drug store refused to let them go, so Sang Xiaoyu asked someone to replace the glass.
Fortunately, the flower shop was decorated by the boss himself. He told Sang Xiaoyu such a big thing so he didn't add insult to injury.
Do you want to try your luck? If you don’t know anyone, don’t even think about it. It’s too difficult.
Lulu Xiaozhu is now a tea restaurant. The decoration on the second floor is still the work of Sang Xiaoyu, only the first floor has been modified.
The flowers in the window of the flower shop are still blooming, and those who don’t know it think that summer has arrived.
Sang Xiaoyu had no choice but to park the car in front of the flower shop. The flower shop was run by Brother Chang, but his wife was from a public institution and seemed to work in logistics. Sang Xiaoyu wanted to try her luck.