In a corner of the Ma Tai Street area where fireworks are most popular, a gray cloth of less than 2 square meters is spread on the curb. Inside are ten DVDs with covers. In front of them are a row of soft plastic bags with stickers in the middle. It has a label with words such as "A Chinese Ghost Story 1", "A Chinese Ghost Story 2", "God of Gamblers", "Sage of Gamblers", etc. Because it is far away from the street lights, people with poor eyesight may not be able to find this shabby place. Shabby stall.
There was a donkey tricycle parked one meter away, with a liquefied gas tank next to it. The hose was directly connected to the gas stove in the middle of the carriage. In a blue flame, hot oil was churning, and pieces of stinky tofu were covered with quilts. Deep-fried to a golden brown, with a sizzling sound and a strange aroma, it is served on skewers, sprinkled with chili, five-spice powder and other seasonings, and is waiting for passing customers to buy a portion for a few cents.
After finishing the stinky dried tofu in the frying pan, the woman in her forties wearing a red plaid apron took a moment to glance aside, and then she was stunned.
Behind the small stall, which could even be described as "shabby", a shy white guy was sitting on a pony. Next to him was a 30-centimeter signboard with six Chinese characters on it ----- -Long live China-EU friendship.
The light from the street lamp was already dim, but the man happened to be wearing a baseball cap, covering most of his face.
"Friends, don't miss it when you pass by. It's pure Guangzhou product, cheap and durable."
"Girl, would you like to play one? It's only eight yuan. If you can't play it, you can come back to me for a refund."
"I'm from Estonia, where there are vast forests and blue skies."
"..."
"Because I insisted on coming to China to study, I had a quarrel with my family and did not go back this summer. I wanted to rely on my own efforts to survive in this vibrant land, so I followed my classmates to Guangzhou for a work-study program. Who knew that the factory went bankrupt? The boss didn’t have money to pay wages, so he gave us the CDs in the warehouse that lacked packaging as wages.”
"..."
"Break it down, Wairigood, it's great."
"..."
Lin Yue touched the super voice changer hanging under his neck and said that he worked hard enough to make money.
What is the most indispensable thing in Ma Tai Street Night Market?
a small vendor.
How to stand out among a group of small traders?
Low price and good quality are the next best thing. The key is to let customers see you at a glance in the huge crowd and leave a deep impression, or a sense of freshness.
In China in 1996, there were very few foreigners. Most of them were located in foreign companies and university campuses. Those who came out to set up stalls were even rarer. If you could change your skin color and hair color to make people mistakenly think that they are foreign students, you would definitely attract the attention of shopping people. .
Lin Yue did this just to sell out the goods quickly and earn the first pot of gold, nothing more.
Speaking of which, his best way to make money is stock trading, which offers low risk and quick money. However, after careful consideration, he thought it would be better to build a business empire down-to-earth. By doing so, he could increase his experience and improve himself, and secondly, he could help people around him and exercise their business abilities. After all, they were not like him. Predict stock prices over the next twenty years.
After only two shouts, a man wearing a dark green T-shirt came over.
"Your CD doesn't even have an outer packaging. What if it doesn't work?"
Lin Yue said in broken Chinese: "Brother, those packaged movies cost ten or twenty yuan a piece, and mine cost eight yuan a piece. In fact, the effect of stuffing them into a VCD is the same. Spend a few yuan more to buy a plastic box. , don’t you feel it’s a loss? As for the question of whether it can be played, if it cannot be played, you can take it back and it will be returned or replaced.”
"Then give me one." The man picked two discs and gave him eight dollars: "You can't let me go, but I will come back to you."
Lin Yue said cheerfully: "No problem."
With the first crab eater, there will soon be a second crab eater.
A foreigner setting up a street stall will attract the attention of passers-by. In addition, Lin Yue is driving [Teacher's Killer LV2] and can speak poor European Chinese. You can imagine how attractive he is to older girls and younger wives. .
Ordinary people have a herd mentality, which is why the more customers in some restaurants, the better the business, but the more deserted the store, the worse the business.
As more people watched, the exposure increased, and the business naturally boomed. Not to mention that the discs he sold were very cheap, and he also had a story about studying that could satisfy the national pride and vanity of passers-by. Many people wanted to take care of the foreign guy's business. ideas and are willing to spend money to support them.
In an hour, no, in less than an hour, he closed the stall. Not only did all fifty burnt discs be sold, but the sample goods with outer packaging were also packed away by a rich girl in a white skirt.
The lady selling stinky tofu next to me was so dumbfounded that she muttered with a Henan accent: "Mom, this business is so good."
Before leaving, Lin Yue bought a bunch of stinky tofu from her for 50 cents. While eating, he gave a thumbs up and repeatedly gestured to the passers-by who were looking at him, "Chinese taste, Gude, Gude."
As a result, the business of the stinky tofu seller ushered in a small peak.
The cost of a burning disc is 2.7 yuan. Fifty discs were sold for 200 yuan. Including ten discs with outer packaging, the sales volume was 320 yuan in less than half an hour. After deducting the purchase money, the net profit was about the same. There are eighty yuan.
Eighty yuan a night, which is two thousand four thousand a month, is equivalent to more than a month's income of a working-class family in a big city, and this is only the first day.
At almost 9 o'clock, Lin Yue returned to the store on Zhujiang Road that looked more like a grocery store than a video store. The boss surnamed Xiao was not sleeping yet. He was eating a bowl of egg fried rice while watching the TV screen attentively.
When Lin Yue passed by, a flash of panic flashed across his face, and he turned off the TV with a snap.
"How did you come?"
"Come and restock."
"Restocking? Are the fifty discs sold out?"
Lin Yue nodded: "Sold out."
Boss Xiao was holding the bowl and chopsticks with an expression on his face that he had seen a ghost.
This guy sold more than 30 movies in one night? Which university has such spending power? You must know that for college students who only have an average living expenses of about 200 yuan per month, buying CDs is already considered a high consumption. Generally speaking, they are more inclined to rent, because renting only costs 1 yuan a day.
Of course Lin Yue would not tell him how he quickly sold the DVDs, [Chameleon LV2], [Bargaining LV3], [Master Nai Killer LV2], coupled with his grasp of the national psychology and the price caused by information asymmetry Worse, if you can't sell all the DVDs in one night, you might as well find a higher rooftop and jump down to have fun.
"Boss, I want a hundred discs this time. How about you work overtime tonight?"
One hundred discs, calculated as fifty movies, the recorder runs at 4X speed, theoretically it can burn three movies in one hour, and it will take at least 20 hours to burn them all.
"When do you want it?"
"Tomorrow evening."
"Can."
The boss calculated the accounts and sold Lin Yue a disc. His profit was at least one yuan and eighty. One hundred discs would be one hundred and eighty. Overtime? Of course you have to add it, you would be a fool not to.
Lin Yue picked out a dozen movies that were well-rated by later generations from the carton of DVDs and gave them to him.
Boss Xiao pulled it with his hand and read "Chongqing Express", "The New Crane and the Divine Needle", "The Deer and the Cauldron", "Tang Bo Hu Spots Autumn Fragrance"...
"Young man, you have good taste." He was really amazed by this young man. Not to mention the fact that more than 30 movies were sold out in one night, his vision in selecting movies was beyond the ordinary people's.
Lin Yue smiled and said nothing.
Hong Kong films are able to ride on the wind, firstly because after several years of drastic reforms in the entertainment desert of mainland China, people have more spiritual needs after a full meal, and HK films just satisfy their desire for new things. In addition, The rise of Hong Kong movies is also due to gangsters' need for money laundering, so the quality of the movies varies. There are classic movies, but there are more bad movies. After the rise of DVDs in the late 1990s, you have to find something good in the cartons of hundreds of discs. movie, it really feels like finding a needle in a haystack.
A self-employed businessman like Mr. Xiao who deals in audio-visual and electronic products, in addition to buying and selling goods every day, sits in front of the TV and watches movies. Naturally, he knows which movies are good and which are bad movies better than the current audience who have not been exposed to the Internet.
As for Lin Yue, as a person from the future, will his vision be poor?
"This is the second purchase, and the quantity is twice that of the first purchase, so according to the price negotiated last time, a disc is 2.5 yuan."
The boss hesitated because he had to work overtime after all, but when he thought about the profit, he made an instant decision.
"Two dollars and a half is two dollars and a half."
Lin Yue paid 50 yuan at the counter: "This is the deposit. I will be here to pick up the goods at five o'clock tomorrow afternoon."
"Okay." The boss collected the money and walked out of the counter to the door.
"The movie just now was "The Girl Without Buttons," right?"
The boss's face changed slightly.
Lin Yue waved his hand, turned around and disappeared at the entrance of the corridor.
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An hour later, in the male dormitory of Jingnan University of Technology, Lin Yue opened the door and walked into the room.
It has been 10 minutes since the lights were turned off. There is still light on the desk by the window. Chen Xiao is reading there with a flashlight. Xu Kaiyang and Xiaopang have gone to bed to rest.
His arrival caused a commotion. Xu Kaiyang opened a corner of the mosquito net and asked, "What are you doing, returning to the dormitory so late?"
Lin Yue said: "Let's make money."
Xiaopang was so happy that he slapped the bed board, but because he was too heavy, the whole bed was shaken by the wind and rain.
"Open up, can you die if you don't brag? You're still making money. How much money have you made?"
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