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This group of real estate agents destroyed 20 kilograms of fruit.

So far today, about 100 kilograms of fruit have been sold.

After a while, a few more customers were attracted, and in total they destroyed another 50 kilograms of fruit.

Now there are only less than 50 kilograms of fruit left here, which looks very sparse.

In the fruit business, if you put it on display, it must be plentiful and beautiful enough, so that the momentum will be strong.

If the quantity of fruit is small and others see it, they will mistakenly think that it is undesired or low-quality goods, leading to the idea that all the good-quality fruits have been picked away.

In fact, the quality here at Wu Siyuan's is almost the same, but with this mentality, no customers are willing to come to visit.

So when Wu Siyuan saw that the fruits were almost sold out, he told Mr. Chen, a Chaoshan man from [Hongwang Supermarket], and asked him to help take care of the business. Then he rode an electric tricycle and went back to the warehouse at a fast pace. .

After pulling down the iron gate, Wu Siyuan took out the remaining 200 kilograms of fruit that seemed unchanged from the [Shennongjiao Space] and put them all on the electric tricycle.

Then he himself, without missing a moment, rode his electric tricycle in a hurry and rushed back to his fruit stall.

But at this time, it was almost 2 o'clock.

Supermarket boss Chen said he only made one business, selling two kilograms of bananas and receiving 6.2 yuan.

With that said, Boss Chen transferred the money to Wu Siyuan, who naturally thanked him.

The boss of the supermarket, Chen, kept repeating the mantra "Say this".

By the time Wu Siyuan put the fruits back on the shelves, it was already half past two.

There is no business during this time period.

Wu Siyuan was bored, so he boasted and chatted with Mr. Chen from the supermarket.

During the chat, Wu Siyuan also learned the name of the supermarket owner-Chen Yuhao.

Wu Siyuan no longer calls him Boss Chen, but just Brother Hao. The supermarket owner said that Wu Siyuan calls him the gangster brother.

When he is not chatting, Wu Siyuan sinks his mind into the [Shennongjiao Space], and his consciousness wanders around this land.

Fruit trees are blooming, bees are gathering honey, and fish are swimming in the water.

The ginger, onion and garlic seedlings planted a few days ago are also thriving at this time.

Wu Siyuan watered and fertilized these seasoning crops as needed based on the data displayed in the Shennongjiao Space.

After such a busy life, the time came to five o'clock in the afternoon before I knew it.

At this time, those social workers who got up early to go to work began to return one after another.

Some will come back to buy food and cook, while others will just find a fast food restaurant that tastes good and deal with it casually.

But no matter what, the number of people is slowly increasing.

When there are more people, business will naturally come to you.

Wu Siyuan's fruit looks good, tastes good, and is cheaper than high-end fruit supermarkets such as Qianguoyuan, which specializes in high-end fruits. It soon welcomed waves of customers.

Wu Siyuan did not expect that business would be so prosperous.

He was still mentally prepared for the dismal business losses in the past few days, but he didn't expect that the first day of business would make him a little busy.

In less than two hours, before seven o'clock in the evening, the fruits prepared by Wu Siyuan were sold at high prices, and there was only a little leftover product left on the entire stall, less than 10 kilograms.

There is definitely no problem with the quality of these off-stock products, but the selling price is a bit different.

There is no way, even Wu Siyuan, who has the [Spiritual Eye] skill, cannot cover everything, there will always be some things that slip through the net.

However, this small amount of tail goods only accounts for 2.5%. Even if it all suffers a loss, Wu Siyuan can afford the loss.

Because the fruits were almost sold out, Wu Siyuan was ready to pack up and go back to rest.

After all, those in the fruit business have to get up early every day.

At this time, two acquaintances came to Wu Siyuan's fruit stall.

"Brother Yuan, are you the boss? Selling fruits here?"

The person who said this was Wu Siyuan's roommate, Cai Bixia.

Standing next to her is her little lover, Li Feng.

A hint of surprise flashed in Wu Siyuan's eyes, and he smiled and said politely, "Yeah, let's do some small business and make a living."

"The fruits are almost sold out. Brother Yuan's business seems to be good." Li Feng also opened his mouth and said to Wu Siyuan.

"Hahaha..." Wu Siyuan smiled and said nothing.

"Xiaoxia, didn't you say you wanted to buy fruit? They are all under the same roof. Let's patronize Brother Yuan's business." Li Feng turned to his girlfriend and said.

Cai Bixia was actually a little reluctant. After all, what was left in Wu Siyuan's place were some fruit products. Buying fruit products made her feel like she was at a disadvantage.

But my boyfriend had already spoken out his words, and it was hard to object, so I had to write down an account for my boyfriend in the little book in my mind, and then deal with him when I got back.

"Brother Yuan, how do you sell this fruit?" Seeing that his girlfriend didn't say anything, Li Feng thought it was because she had no objection, so he asked Wu Siyuan.

Wu Siyuan thought for a moment and then said, "Actually, I'm going to close the stall. In this case, I'll sell it to you cheaply. Don't look at the appearance, but it's actually very good inside, and there's no problem with the taste and quality. .”

"All of them are sold to you at the cost price of 2.5 yuan per catty. What do you want?"

In fact, at 2.5 yuan per pound, Wu Siyuan still made a small profit, which cannot be said to be a loss.

As soon as Li Feng heard this, he and Cai Bixia selected some fruits that were relatively good-looking and weighed them for Wu Siyuan.

"4.3 pounds, 10.75 yuan, just give me 10 yuan!" Wu Siyuan quickly calculated a number and reported it to the young couple.

Li Feng nodded, paid the bill proactively, then picked up the plastic bag, said goodbye to Wu Siyuan, and walked towards the hotel with his girlfriend.

The young couple left, and the nameless iron ring in Wu Siyuan's hand flickered slightly again.

However, Wu Siyuan still didn't notice this. He ran to the back and drove the electric tricycle over, threw his things on the car, said something to the supermarket owner Chen Yuhao, and drove back to the warehouse he rented in the urban village.

Half an hour later.

In the warehouse with the iron gate closed, Wu Siyuan casually threw the remaining 5 kilograms of fruit into the [Shennongjiao Space] for decomposition, and then began to calculate today's income.

"... In total, 389 kilograms of fruit were sold today, and the income was... 1,672.7 yuan. Previously, I spent 987 yuan on wholesale fruit. After calculation, the gross profit is 687.7 yuan."

"If you have an income of 680 yuan every day, then you have 20,400 yuan a month. After deducting the monthly rent of the stall, 2,200 yuan, the monthly rent of the warehouse, 500 yuan, and the estimated water and electricity costs of 100 yuan, which is 600 yuan, the total is 17,600 Yuan."

This income is more than four times Wu Siyuan's previous salary, which means that one month can equal four months' income.

Moreover, today is just a trial run. There is obviously less fruit purchased, and there is no business from 7 to 9 pm. Otherwise, the income will be even higher, and the monthly income can easily exceed 20,000.

Wu Siyuan definitely has this confidence!

It's just a little bit harder.

Although the money is not as fast as selling fish, selling the pure natural and pollution-free wild fish from [Shennongjiao Space] can be said to be a one-time transaction, and it is not as smooth as opening a fruit shop.

Just when I was thinking about selling fish before, Boss Huang from the Zhangjiang Aquatic Products Store called me on WeChat and asked if there was still any fish caught last time, and said that the price was easy to negotiate.

Wu Siyuan had no choice but to reply repeatedly, "There are really no fish!" If so, we will contact him as soon as possible.

The other side just ended the call "reluctantly"!

And here, during the phone call, the nameless iron ring in Wu Siyuan's hand flashed with an obscure light.

But this time, Wu Siyuan noticed it.

"What's happening here?"