The place Ding Keke rents is in Yongxi Village, Yongbian Town, Rongcheng. It is located at the mouth of the sea, backed by a mountain in the north, and there is a large tidal wave of more than 30 meters not far from the entrance of the village.
It used to be a small fishing village, but now Yongxi Village is recognized as a slum village. Most of the rental houses are old houses from the 1980s, mostly single-family bungalows. The rent is cheap and the place is large. Most of the residents come from rural areas or other places.
Most of the stalls are hawkers making a living.
Most of the original residents of Yongxi Village moved their families to the new area. They have no plans to sell their houses. The merger of villages into towns is in full swing across the country, and urban expansion is accelerating. This area has been planned and incorporated into the sea view tourist route, waiting for demolition. I hope we can talk about it.
A good price.
Ding Ke chose No. 122, Yongxi Village, a small bungalow of 80 square meters, with two bedrooms and one living room, and a small yard of about 20 square meters.
Many people dislike this place. The hillside is relatively high and there is a slope. Doing business requires a cart, which is inconvenient to carry. Ding Keke likes it very much. Although it is older, fortunately all the furniture and items are available. You can move in with your bag and the rent is still paid.
Cheap at 300 yuan per month, not including water and electricity bills.
There is a flea market at Jiuguai Shibawan in Rongcheng South District. When Ding Keke was at the construction site, he and his co-workers went there several times to hunt for treasures. He liked reading and planned to set up a street stall to sell books.
There are two types of goods available in the second-hand book market. They are sold in bundles by kilograms, and if you don’t pick them, you can buy them for 2 yuan per kilogram; if you buy them in bulk, they can be bought in bulk at 4 yuan a kilogram, and the minimum quantity is 30 kilograms.
Luck, if you sell more books, the profit will be high. Bulk books are safe, but expensive and the profit will be thin.
Ding Keke can see that others generally choose 70% in bundles and 30% in bulk. In bulk, they mainly choose weeklies, monthly magazines, and urban romance novels...
I have confidence in my heart.
Uncle Zhang once said that when doing business, no matter whether you accept the price or not, you have to make a few cuts. The other party thinks you are an expert and will not dare to lie to you.
"Boss, can you make it cheaper? You see, this book is old and tattered..." Ding Keke imitated the way uncles and aunts bargained for groceries in a serious, picky and disdainful manner.
"Brother, are you new to the industry? You came here without knowing the market! Nowadays, waste paper costs 60 cents per pound, and used books cost 2 yuan. If you like it, buy it or not. If you find it old, buy a new book." The boss is a teenage girl.
Wearing a navel-baring outfit, purple eye shadow, and headphones hanging around her neck.
As soon as he opened his mouth, Ding Keke stood there, swaying in the wind, doubting life.
"Lili, how do you talk to the guests?" A middle-aged man in his 60s came out of the back room.
Finally a normal person comes...
"You're told not to do this? You're not short of money, so just do some thankless things. If my dad finds out, he'll have to blow you up." The girl complained and put on her headphones again.
He swayed out to the rhythm of the music.
Seeing that Ding Keke still looked like a student, the boss helped him make a recommendation: "Young man, is this your first time picking up a book?"
Ding Keke nodded shyly.
"Get more romance novels and magazines. Reader's Digest is popular among girls. It's cheap and you can choose more."
While the boss was picking, Ding Keke asked: "Grandpa, have you ever set up a street stall to sell books before?"
The boss saw that Ding Keke had to make a living independently at a young age, and sighed: "At your age, I have started to make a living outside. I have done many things, and selling books has been my longest-lasting career. I can support my family with it. Now look
There are fewer people reading paper books, and business is hard to do. We need to choose some popular books."
The boss helped Ding Keke select some best-selling books, and took out bundles of books: "Young man, don't take too many for the first time. Try the reader's taste first, and then add more slowly. Making money is not easy, and everything is difficult at the beginning. , it will be easy to get regular customers gradually.”
Ding Keke looked at the boss gratefully: "Thank you, grandpa."
The boss helped me pick out the books, plus the ones I chose, so I picked two bundles and packed them. Then I weighed 30 kilograms of bulk books to start my street stall life.
He sorted the books into categories and spread them all over the living room.
I thought: The good boss is reliable. Except for a few incomplete covers and wrinkles, this batch of books has a usability rate of more than 98%. There are more than 200 magazines, more than 150 novels, and 45 other technologies and practical skills. Book.
He went to the second-hand market to buy a tricycle, as well as the batteries, lamp stands, oil paper, etc. needed for the night market. Everything was ready, and he chose the night market in Longcheng Industrial Zone, a half-hour drive from Yongxi Village, to start a new life.
Blue-striped oilcloth paper was spread out, popular romance novels and magazines were placed at the front, and tools and books were placed inside. The stalls of three or four square meters were piled high on top of each other.
I found two bricks and put them on the ground, sat in front of the stall, and while tidying up, I observed how the owner selling small household appliances next door dealt with the picky customers...
"Boss, how do you sell magazines?" Several young ladies were chatting and laughing, standing in front of the bookstall. One of the young ladies with short hair and red clothes squatted half-crouched, casually flipping through a stack of magazines and asked.
"One for five yuan, four for five yuan." Ding Keke glanced at the cover of the magazine, quickly lowered his head and pretended to sort out the books, his face as red as rouge.
The young ladies standing in front of him had short skirts and long legs. Ding Keke's position was low. From his sight, all he could see were long, white and straight legs.
"Five copies for five dollars, do you want to sell them?" said the young lady in the red dress.
Amidst the brilliant purples and reds, Ding Keke didn't know where to look. He pretended to sort out the books and agreed: "Okay."
"Brother, can you buy ten and get one free?" The girl in the pink shirt noticed that this handsome little brother was actually shy and timid. For some unknown reason, she squatted down and flipped through the pages, asking in a cooing voice. .
"It's too cheap..., oh! Okay!" Ding Keke wanted to end this embarrassing scene as soon as possible, so she changed her words.
"Brother, is there a domineering president?" The young ladies have new demands.
Ding Keke's face turned red with embarrassment, her mind was in chaos, her eyes instinctively scanned the bookstall, and she muttered answers that were inappropriate.
The young ladies looked at this little brother who had just arrived, and they were very happy in their hearts. After some entertainment, they bought eleven magazines and two romance novels, and left while laughing and biting their ears.
A greasy man stopped in front of the bookstall, his eyes averted, and he asked softly and mysteriously: "Little brother, do you have that kind of book?"
Ding Keke was stunned for a moment, then picked out a book called "Basic Introduction to Electrical Engineering": "Is it this kind of thing?"
"That kind of book, just that kind of book." The number of people visiting the night market began to increase. The man looked around, and then quietly gestured at his uneven body shape.
Ding Keke looked confused, his eyes scanning the bookstall confusedly.
Seeing that Ding Keke still didn't understand, the man reached out anxiously to half cover his face, leaned forward, and added in a low voice: "The kind from "The Plum in the Golden Vase"."
"Jin Ping Mei" He heard Wang Da mysteriously say it at the construction site, and finally realized: "No, really not."
Ding Keke has only had one close friend since he was a child. He is not aloof and arrogant, but before others get close, Yaizhen will scare them away with just one look.
Yaizhen is a mythical beast. He only knows how to fulfill his master's orders. The master asked him to follow Ding Keke, and Ding Keke can only be with him. I wonder if he misunderstood it, or his master has other deep intentions? Anyway, people who are half the age of Ding Keke,
It seems like you are mentally retarded and you don’t know who to blame?
After eleven o'clock, the noisy sound of the night market gradually quieted down.
The owner selling small electrical appliances said cheerfully to the owner selling belts next to him: "It's a good day. I sold seven small fans."
The belt seller shook his head: "Only three were sold today."
The person selling bags next to me complained: "It's not open today..."
Everyone was talking and cleaning up...
Ding Keke took stock of today's harvest. He sold thirty-four magazines and seven novels, earning an income of 105 yuan. This was his first income from a new start in his life. It was not bad, and he felt very happy.
There is still more than a month until school starts. After school starts, there will be relatively less time to go out to the stalls. I plan to have good weather tomorrow and be able to go out to the stalls early...