Parallel Rebirth 1980

Changhe Town is not a county town. It is usually very deserted except when going to the market. Baiwang County is different. This is a serious county town. Shops on both sides are doing business everywhere. The GDP here is far from what other towns can compare with.

Two-story flat-roofed buildings are everywhere, and opposite is a lifestyle market called Bay Street Lifestyle Market.

The market is almost more than 2,000 square meters, and there are many people doing reselling business inside. Even if it is not a market day, people come here every day to set up stalls, but this is not Zhang Qingan's target at the moment.

Walking through the market, Zhang Qingan watched as he walked, passing by a barber shop, a small restaurant, and an electronic entertainment and game room.

The game arcade is such an old memory. I don’t know if there is a Three Kingdoms game, but it probably doesn’t exist...

When he reacted, he had already entered the Thor Game Hall. Listening to the lively and chaotic sounds inside, Zhang Qingan felt like he was back in the days when he secretly saved money to play games as a child. The feeling was still the same, but the types of games were different.

The owner of the game arcade is a middle-aged man with a black mole on the corner of his mouth, a tuft of black hair on the mole, and biparted hair. He looks like a traitor in the movies of his childhood. When he saw Zhang Qingan looking around, the boss approached with a smile on his hands and said: "

Young man, if you want to play games, it’s only a dime for three boards.”

"Is there a history of the Three Kingdoms?" Zhang Qing'an asked.

The boss shook his head.

"Is there a street fighter?"

The boss still shook his head.

"It's time for the storm to finally come to an end, right?"

The boss frowned and said nothing.

"There's nothing. Boss, would you like to buy melon seeds? Milk-flavored melon seeds cost fifty cents a pound."

"Go, go, go, don't stay here if you don't want to play." The traitorous boss directly kicked Zhang Qing'an out.

Zhang Qing'an was not angry and continued walking along the road. In his sixteen-year-old body, he had the soul of a fifty-year-old, and his mentality was very stable.

"Cuihua Little Shop."

Zhang Qingan walked into Cuihua Small Shop. Cuihua Small Shop has more than ten times the goods as compared to Changhe Town Small Shop. They have more than a dozen types of snacks, including melon seeds. These are his target customers.

"Hello boss, would you like a pack of your most expensive cigarettes?"

"The most expensive ones are the red plums, which cost two yuan a pack."

"It's just Hongximei."

The boss is a man about forty years old, 1.75 meters tall, bald. In addition to the man, there is a little fat boy who is writing homework on the small bench inside. The little fat boy appears to be doing homework, but in fact, in the notebook

But there was a picture inside, but unfortunately his father didn't know about it.

"Here comes a pack, and here comes a box of matches."

Zhang Qingan paid the bill.

"okay."

Pang Pangjun took the cigarettes from the first row inside, and took out a box of matches and handed them over. He was a little surprised to find that the boy in front of him took the cigarettes and opened them directly. If he smokes at such a young age, if his child has to use a belt

Beat him to death….

"Boss, how do you sell these melon seeds?"

What surprised the boss was that when Zhang Qingan held out a cigarette, he didn't smoke it himself, but handed it to him. The boss was stunned by the skillful way he did it.

The business negotiation just now was just to tease the owner of the arcade. Zhang Qingan would not be so casual when doing serious business. Of course, there is no need to take it too seriously. After all, the sales skills in this era are far less scary than he was in the past. They are deceitful and deceitful.

proficient.

"5 cents a pound, how much do you want?"

Although Pang Pangjun sells cigarettes, he can only smoke Hongta San for 50 cents at most. He can't bear to smoke Hongximei like this. Looking at the Hongximei offered to him, Pang Pangjun took it with a smile and looked at the one in front of him.

The young man lit the fire for himself. He felt that he might have seen it wrong. The person in front of him might just be childish, or he might be an adult.

"Can I have a taste first?"

Zhang Qingan asked with a smile.

Normally, the boss would have kicked people out directly, so how could he try it first without buying something? But now he was smoking red plums that cost two yuan a pack. He waved his hand with a smile: "Okay, let's try it."

"Boss, you are so generous." Zhou Qingan smiled and put one in his mouth. His expression slowly changed: "Boss, your melon seeds don't taste good. Don't they have a milky flavor?"

"Don't all melon seeds taste like this? Others say they are very delicious." Pang Pangjun disagreed, but for the sake of cigarettes, he didn't worry about it. It's not a big deal to eat a melon seed for free.

Zhang Qing'an smiled and took out a handful of melon seeds from the package: "Boss, why don't you try mine, and you will know whether your melon seeds are delicious."

The boss was stunned. He looked at the melon seeds handed over by Zhang Qingan, hesitated for a moment, then reached out and took one and put it in his mouth.

When the melon seeds entered his mouth, the man was obviously taken aback.

"Huh?"

No, the taste was completely wrong. He had certainly eaten their melon seeds before. Although they were delicious, they definitely didn't have the milky sweetness in his mouth, and the rice grains seemed to be fuller.

The boss took another one and put it in his mouth. After eating a few, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

It’s really milky melon seeds. How can there be melon seeds with this kind of flavor? Are they copied using milk as a condiment? The cost would be too high. It must be very expensive...

"Boss, how's it going?"

Zhang Qingan asked with a smile. He knew that melon seeds nowadays are ordinary salt-flavored melon seeds without other flavors, so milk-flavored melon seeds are definitely unique. Of course, in addition to milk-flavored melon seeds, his melon seeds also have caramel, sour and sour flavors.

It’s just that there’s no need to take it out now. Good things always have to be discovered slowly. If you take them out all at once, there will be no freshness.

"That's weird, where did your melon seeds come from? I've never tasted anything like this."

The boss looked curious. Zhang Qingan had already paid attention to these melon seeds before he even mentioned his cooperation. It was because these melon seeds were so delicious. If he could be the only one to make them, he would definitely make a lot of money. But then he thought about the price.

It's not low either.

"These melon seeds were brought from the outer city. Now they are going to be wholesaled at the Baiwang County melon seed market. I came here specifically to research the market and find cooperation. Boss, don't blame me."

"Are you the agent of these melon seeds?"

Pang Pangjun looked at the immature-looking young man in front of him in surprise. Sure enough, he was just a little immature. He went out to do wholesale, and the second-rate dealers were all very old-fashioned. He would not believe it even if he said that this child was not yet an adult.

"Yes, boss, look, I only carry a few kilograms with me here. This is a sample."

Seeing the large bag of melon seeds in Zhang Qing'an's bag, the boss really believed it this time. He changed his previous casualness and took out a crumpled box of Hongta San cigarettes from his pocket: "Do you smoke, little brother?"

Hongta San was the cigarette he smoked the most, but in a flash he remembered that the one they had given him just now was Hongximei, and he felt instantly embarrassed.

"Thank you, boss, for your kindness." Zhang Qing'an took it with a smile and lit it up again for the boss. This is polite.

That's right, he definitely looks young, and his smoking posture is not ten years but five years old...

"If the boss wants to know about milk-flavored melon seeds, we can talk about cooperation." Zhang Qing'an skillfully brought a big fire dragon (which means smoke is sprayed out of the nose).

"Hey, that's what I had in mind. What's the price of these melon seeds? How can I purchase them?"

Pang Dajun beamed with joy, and Zhang Qingan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He asked calmly on the surface: "How much did the boss buy these ordinary melon seeds?"

"It's not a secret. Our purchases are generally divided into three grades. The third grade is 4 cents for less than 20 kilograms. The second grade is 4 cents for fifty kilograms. Then there is the first grade, which is more than 100 kilograms.

4 cents 3.”

The boss deliberately lowered the purchase price.

Zhang Qing'an nodded: "That's about right. We are mainly expanding the market now. The preferential policies for the first cooperation list will be as consistent as those for ordinary melon seeds. If you buy 100 kilograms, I can give you 4 cents."

"4 cents 3, are you sure?"

Pang Pangjun exclaimed, with this incredible look in his eyes. He was originally worried that Zhang Qingan had quoted the price too high. Even if the milk-flavored melon seeds tasted good, too expensive would reduce sales, but he did not expect the price of the other party's creamy melon seeds.

The price will be lower than that of ordinary melon seeds, which will increase sales.

4 cents. This kind of milky melon seeds is cheaper than ordinary melon seeds. How big is the profit? Just thinking about it makes Da Dajun excited.

"Yes, because we are in the market now. We will decide how much we can release when the market stabilizes. We will develop secondary agents to connect with them."

Pang Dajun's surging heart was lifted up in an instant, and with his quick thinking, he discovered the key to the problem in an instant.

“Does the secondary agent mean monopolizing this market?”

"That's what I mean. The main thing is not to research the market. We generally don't play in small things."

Zhang Qingan said with a smile, no matter what, he had to show off his strength and he had completely entered the home court.

"Little brother, do you have the conditions for this second-level agent?" Pang Pangjun asked proactively, completely forgetting that the person in front of him was just a salesman.

Zhang Qing'an nodded: "Depending on the volume of food, the second-level agent needs to eat a specified amount of goods every month. At present, the minimum is 10,000 kilograms. The extent to which it will be increased later will depend on market feedback."

Ten thousand kilograms, 43 cents a kilogram, which is 4,300 yuan. In this era, 4,300 yuan is definitely a huge sum of money. You must know that the eldest sister’s dowry is only two hundred, and the brother-in-law’s monthly salary is only twenty. 4,300 is a lot of money.

Just imagine how much it is, twenty-one and a half eldest sisters.

"We select our partners based on their strength. Of course, this requires a process. During this process, we will distribute melon seeds to all individual merchants at the price of secondary agents, so the boss can temporarily buy a hundred catties.

I got 4 cents per pound."

Zhang Qing'an created the concept that now was a great opportunity, which made Da Dajun feel that it was an opportunity that could not be missed.

"That's it."

Pang Pangjun breathed a sigh of relief. He understood what Zhang Qingan meant. It was impossible for a small shop like his to have such a big appetite. Melon seeds also had a cycle. If they were not sold in a short period of time, they would go bad. He couldn't afford to risk that.

Big risk.

"Then let me get a hundred pounds first."

Zhang Qingan smiled and nodded: "Of course, I will send the melon seeds over later."

"Okay, okay, then I'll trouble you."

After bidding farewell to Pang Pangjun, Zhang Qingan breathed a sigh of relief. As an old salesman, he actually felt nervous when making his first order. Isn't it the most basic operation to come up with the advantages of this natural product by yourself? What's all the fuss about?

When he came to Baiwang Life Market, Zhang Qing'an bought a lot of big bags to put melon seeds in. When he was approaching the cauliflower shop, Zhang Qing'an took advantage of the night to transfer the melon seeds into the bag through the system, and then poured them into his pocket.

"Boss, the melon seeds you asked for are here."

Carrying two large bags of melon seeds, Zhang Qingan walked into Cuihua tuck shop again.