After hanging up the phone, Dong Laoliu smiled and said to the two people around him: "I'm sorry, you two. I'm just doing a small business. I bought low-quality imitations from the coast for 150 yuan, and then I renovated them and sold them for 50 yuan in labor costs." , a net profit of five hundred yuan every minute."
"Big profits!" The old man selling ready-made clothes next door was very envious.
These days, online merchants have had a huge impact on physical goods, and those selling fake goods are also suffering.
"Dong Laoliu, you are making a fortune." Another poker player said with a smile.
Dong Laoliu shook his head and said, "That's wrong. I belong to the upstream industry, and I earn all my hard-earned money. To be honest, the owner who bought this bag is the one who earned it."
"Oh?" The two poker players were curious.
Can you still make money by buying a fake?
What's going on?
"Think about it, if you take out such a bag, a pretty little girl with dripping wet hair will lose her virginity for it. Do you think he can make a profit? Nowadays, the lowest-end young model in a club charges 998, and I am one Am I considered a good person if I sell him a bag for 700 yuan?" Dong Laoliu talked eloquently.
Players all raised their thumbs and said, "Brother Dong, you really have studied at the Northwest Supervisory University, and your insights are really high!"
Hearing the flattery from his fellow poker players, Dong Laoliu smiled slightly and looked arrogant.
People need recognition to live, and this is the same in all walks of life.
While squatting in a bitter kiln in the northwest, Master Dong finally understood the truth in Longchang. All activities to make money are written in the criminal law, which simply does not work.
If you want to survive, you have to learn a trade, otherwise you will have to go back to your old job and rob families after you come down from the mountain.
But times have changed. Robbery is a sunset industry with high costs and high risks. The key is that the market prospects are dire.
Therefore, in the thirteenth year of Longchang's enlightenment, Master Dong's heart was as active as the pedal of a sewing machine.
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After returning from Peng County, Song Ziyu felt very sad.
For several days I felt listless and distracted in class.
Song Ziyu lay awake all night, tossing and turning, and called an emotional expert on the night radio station. The expert said that this was a sequelae caused by a broken love, and that it would be fine in a few days.
Song Ziyu has a very strong self-mediation ability. After figuring out the root cause of being "discriminated" by Bai Yanyan's mother, Song Ziyu quickly understood a truth.
If I am not looked down upon by others, it is because my family background is not good.
Bai Yanyan's so-called sense of security is probably based on this!
I am not someone else’s food.
After understanding this truth, Song Ziyu became more determined.
Your parents may not be able to give you something, so you have to rely on yourself to fight for it!
And if you want to fight for it, you have to work much harder than others.
On rainy days, children without umbrellas have to run hard.
Song Ziyu quickly cheered up and devoted himself to work and study with more enthusiasm.
To a certain extent, Song Ziyu’s mental internal friction disappeared.
The old self has returned.
…
The time has come to mid-November, and the farming in the Longshan settlement is about to usher in a bumper harvest. The thick rhizomes are full of potato-like fruits, hanging one by one. If the Liangshu No. 1 plant had not been relatively strong, it would have been possible. Will be crushed by the fruit.
Song Ziyu sent photos of the fruits to Professor Chen Youping. The professor was very happy and said that the crops were growing better than he had imagined, and there were no signs of any expected plant infectious diseases.
According to Professor Chen Youping, in two weeks, these fruits will be ready for harvest!
These words undoubtedly brought me great joy!
On the one hand, Song Ziyu sent extra manpower to guard the farm day and night, on the other hand, he spread the news to the major settlements: Longshan settlement will have a large amount of staple food for sale, and preparations for placing orders are needed.
At the same time, Song Ziyu has begun to pre-order the second batch of Liangshu No. 1 seeds from Professor Chen Youping.
Song Ziyu is gearing up, just waiting for the seeds to be in place, and then he will do a big job!
The waiting time is very boring for Song Ziyu, but this does not mean that other people in the Longshan settlement will be bored.
Ma Senming and Zhao Yuanba gained a lot from their previous raids on the old villages, and now they are more interested in continuing to raid other villages.
After all, as the old saying goes, a horse will not be fat without night grass and a man will not be rich without windfall.
Hard work may yield results, but nothing can compare to the speed of clearing out old towns.
Violence is better than cultivation. This principle is applicable in any world.
Although the sweep process is accompanied by various unpredictable risks, risks and benefits coexist.
With the help of the map they obtained of the area near Longshan, the two of them planned for a long time, thinking about where to start.
However, it seems that the two of them have no intention of letting Tian Yue join in this operation.
Song Ziyu thought that it was probably because Tian Yue escaped from the battle that both families had a suspicion against him.
Not knowing what Tian Yue was doing, Song Ziyu stood on the third floor balcony of Xu Yingnan's house and looked at Tian Yue's villa and found that the boss had been living in seclusion recently.
During this period, many of Tian Yue's subordinates changed their positions and joined the names of Ma Senming and Zhao Yuanba, and many others wanted to come to his side.
However, considering various reasons, he did not keep these people.
I don’t want to get involved in disputes in the settlement.
Song Ziyu vaguely felt that the balance of the settlement was on the verge of being broken.
But Song Ziyu didn't care.
After all, no matter how much internal strife this settlement has, it can't stop him from making money.
Besides, my attention has been troubled by a strange problem recently, and I have no intention of paying attention to the village fight.
The weather in Longshan is actually gradually getting warmer in November, and the sunshine hours are further extended, giving it a vague feeling of summer.
After realizing the seasonal differences between the real world and the wasteland world, Song Ziyu became suspicious of his geographical location.
Are you in the southern hemisphere?
In order to confirm his guess, Song Ziyu began to pay attention to the stars above Longshan.
In this world where the fire of civilization is almost extinguished, celestial phenomena are one of the few ways to know whether you are in the southern hemisphere or the northern hemisphere.
The heat is scorching tonight. Taking advantage of the windy night, Song Ziyu took Xu Yingnan to look at the stars.
On the balcony on the third floor, Xu Yingnan and Song Ziyu were lying on wooden chairs side by side.
This chair was acquired from the old village. Although it was a bit old, the solid wood material still made Xu Yingnan feel extremely precious.
Next to the chair, chilling in an ice bucket is the beer Song Ziyu brought from the civilized world.
The two drank beer, counted the stars in the sky, and looked forward to the future.
"Song Ziyu, why are you so free today and actually took me to look at the stars? Do you have other evil thoughts?"
Xu Yingnan looked at Song Ziyu with burning eyes.
Under Xu Yingnan's direct gaze, Song Ziyu felt a little distracted.
