Reborn King of Marketing

Chapter 22 Baitiao Storm

After reading it, he put the two pieces of letter paper away properly, and the two of them chatted and parted ways.

After looking at the time, it was not yet afternoon. Zhang Xuebing rushed directly to the small commodity wholesale market in the city, intending to buy himself an electronic watch.

It was really inconvenient not to have a watch, and a mechanical watch was too expensive, so I had to make do with this plastic one.

Materials in this era were relatively scarce, but things were very durable. After buying the watch, Zhang Xuebing was attracted by the dazzling array of small commodities and planned to bring some gifts back to his sister-in-law and Xin'er.

To be honest, the small commodity wholesale market in the county is smaller than those in big cities. It is just a rainproof shed set up on an open space near the street, and the merchants set up stalls under the shed.

To be honest, it's a bit like a flea market in a big city. In addition to ordinary commodities, there are also many things that are not used by individuals and are sold here.

Although Sparrow is small and well-equipped, despite the small size of this market, there are so many varieties of things. Apart from food, you can find almost everything else.

Zhang Xuebing also saw in the old bicycle fleet a "Black Laoyu" produced by the provincial capital motorcycle factory. Unfortunately, this motorcycle was produced in the 1980s and was outdated, otherwise he would have really wanted to buy it.

After all, riding a bicycle for dozens of kilometers every day consumes energy and wastes time. Now for Zhang Xuebing, time is money, and any price that can be saved is worth it.

Today is not a weekend, so there are not many customers. The stalls are lined up one after another, and the various products are dazzling, especially those selling second-hand goods, ranging from pacifiers for children to foot bindings for old ladies.

As Zhang Xuebing looked at it, he discovered a lot of good things. Some of the second-hand items were so old that they could barely be called antiques, especially those from the Republic of China.

If more than ten years later, Zhang Xuebing would never believe that these were genuine goods, but in this era, the market should be full of second-hand goods that he does not use, and there are more genuine goods than fake ones.

After going around for a long time, he bought an old wooden wall clock for his sister-in-law. The brand should be from Hengdeli in the late Qing Dynasty. After winding it, it kept running smoothly.

At the top of the hour, a cuckoo came out and the cuckoo cuckooed to tell the time. It was very fun. My sister-in-law didn’t have a clock at home and I think she would like it.

As a gift for the little girl, Zhang Xuebing chose a jewelry box with a mirror.

The wood material is also made of fine workmanship, the color is dark and shiny, and the wood also exudes a faint fragrance, it should be either red sandalwood or agarwood.

These two things only cost ten yuan, but they may not be available for thousands of yuan more than ten years later.

Zhang Xuebing was very happy. This market is really a good place to find treasures. It seems that he will visit more often in the future.

Although he is not sure about many things, based on his experience in his previous life, he also knows that there is a lot of room for appreciation.

After walking around the market for a long time, I saw a lot of good things. Unfortunately, I have to spend my money wisely now. When I have more money in the future, I can buy more and collect them.

Just when he was about to leave the second-hand goods area and prepare to buy an electronic watch, something fell into his eyes and his eyes lit up. This was much better than an electronic watch!

What Zhang Xuebing was interested in was an old watch on display at a secondhand stall.

This watch was lying among a pile of clutter, looking a bit clumsy and thick, with an old silver-white casing exuding a faint metallic luster.

The brown leather strap has a lot of dirt deposited on it.

The cover of the watch is slightly scratched, and it's so gray that you can barely see the dial inside.

What really attracted Zhang Xuebing was that there was a crown logo composed of five match heads on the dial - Rolex!

When he was rich in his previous life, Zhang Xuebing was obsessed with famous watches, especially Rolex, which was irresistible to every man.

He also collected a few pieces, but he had never seen this one before. He estimated that it was an earlier model from the last century.

"Boss, how do you sell this telescope?" Zhang Xuebing was good at observing people's emotions. He immediately squatted next to the stall and picked up an old-fashioned monocular telescope and asked.

Those who sell second-hand goods like that the rising tide lifts all boats. When you ask about the price, it will never be cheaper, but more expensive, so he makes exaggerations in the east and west.

The stall owner is a man in his fifties, wearing brand-new labor cloth overalls and a fair face with shrewd eyes.

"This is an antique from the Qing Dynasty. You like it. Take it for 80 yuan!" the boss said pretending to be distressed, but there was a look of joy in his eyes.

Eighty yuan is nearly half a month's salary for ordinary people. This price is quite outrageous.

Zhang Xuebing couldn't coddle him, so he put down the telescope gently, turned around and left without saying a word!

The boss stood up and shouted loudly, "Hey, little brother, if you really like it, I'll give you ten yuan cheaper and take it away at seventy yuan!"

Zhang Xuebing slowed down, but did not look back. He said lazily, "Humph, seventy, this piece of shit can cost up to thirty yuan!"

The buyer is the one who praises and criticizes. The boss is afraid of this kind of buyer who can buy or not buy. In order to complete the deal, he has to bite the bullet and lower the price. "Thirty lenses are not enough. This is used by the navy of the Qing Dynasty, at least fifty yuan!"

This time Zhang Xuebing stopped and turned to look at the boss with a hint of embarrassment on his face, "Fifty, I can't bear it. I bought this thing. I can't buy the electronic watch anymore. I'll give you thirty. Do you want to sell it?"

Sell!"

The boss rolled his eyes, touched the Rolex on the stall, shook it and said, "Electronic watches are not as useful as mechanical watches. If you pay fifty yuan, the telescope and this watch will be yours!"

Unexpectedly, the boss was so polite. Zhang Xuebing endured the joy in his heart, walked slowly to the stall, praised and criticized him, and then paid the money.

This time, I made a lot of money. A telescope of unknown origin, plus a Rolex, would be worth at least tens of thousands of dollars in more than ten years, or even more.

However, this watch was too old and needed to be cleaned before he could continue to wear it. After leaving the market, he found a watch repair stall and watched the repairman clean it inside and out without blinking, and then he felt relieved.

Wear it on your hand.

Mountain villages are much cooler in summer than urban areas. Just after noon, villagers in twos and threes walked out of their homes, carrying sickles and sacks in their hands, and headed out of the village.

Instead of working in the fields, they went to dig wild vegetables.

Ever since Zhang Xuebing started buying wild vegetables, most villagers had a wait-and-see attitude. After Ma Gan Gou Sheng and his family got the money, the villagers could no longer sit still and went to the mountains to dig up wild vegetables.

There is no other way. Living in a mountain village, you can barely feed yourself with the produce from the fields. There is no other income at all. If you have the opportunity to earn more, even three or five yuan, you can still make up for your family income. You must know that many villagers

I still can’t pay the village chief’s food debt!

That's why these villagers flock to it.

Those villagers who did not dig wild vegetables, carrying baskets or furoshiki, lined up in front of Ma Gan's house, waiting for Ma Gan's mother and the third aunt to test the eggs one by one. After counting, they would give them a white note and wait for Zhang Xuebing to return.

They settle.

The whole village was full of busy people, but the entrance to a large courtyard with blue bricks and black tiles at the entrance of the village was very deserted.

This is the home of the village chief Zhang Yongzhong. It is usually very lively with people coming and going. Of course, these people are not here to chat, but to borrow food.

However, in the past two days, there has been a lack of traffic and horses in front of his house. Those who used to borrow food tightened their belts and went into the mountains to dig wild vegetables.

Zhang Erdou and his two younger brothers stood at the gate, looking at the busy villagers, feeling extremely unhappy.

"Brother Erdou, I've heard everything. They didn't give cash for anything they collected. They were all white notes!" An idle man ran out from a hidden corner and whispered to Zhang Erdou.

Zhang Erdou slammed the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, this kid has lost his business under my nose. This time I will make him skinned even if he doesn't die!"

"You guys do what I want!" After saying that, he waved his hand, shook his head and walked back to his yard.

Those few friends, like a hundred meters of sand, blended into the villagers.

"What, you said that Zhang Xuebing doesn't plan to pay?"

A simple and honest middle-aged villager, carrying a bulging sack, looked at the person in front of him in surprise.

Zhang Erdou's younger brother, Zhang Erhei, had an upright face and said righteously, "This kid is inhumane. He will just leave if he wants to give you a hug. You just give you a free note, who will see the cash? He is trying to trick us folks.

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The villagers looked doubtful, "Then his sister-in-law and sister-in-law are both at home. How can the monk escape from the temple?"

Zhang Erhei showed a knowing expression, "Look, he's not even in the village. He's planning to let those two girls take the blame. After he sells the money, he will never return to this poor mountain village again...

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Good things don't go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles. These rumors were spread by a few of Zhang Erdou's friends, and soon spread throughout the village like a plague.

Anger brewed among the villagers, and the clear sky seemed to be covered by dark clouds. A storm was about to destroy this ancient mountain village.

In the Zhang family's kitchen, Su Waner was busy with dinner.

Yesterday, there was a lot of flour left and a lot of cooked meat. Su Waner planned to make a pot of broth noodles.

Su Xin'er finished reviewing her homework and squatted on the floor to pick vegetables.

Zhang Xuebing didn't come home last night, and both sisters were worried. Su Waner pulled the bellows and asked softly.

"Xiao Bing didn't come back all night. Are you trying to get those fish and turtles again?"

Su Xin'er didn't dare to tell the truth. She didn't even dare to raise her head, for fear that her sister would see the clues.

"No way, he used the money from the last fish sale as a book, collected wild vegetables and eggs from the village, sold them to the market, and made a profit from the price difference!"

Hearing this, Su Waner breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to give a few instructions, she suddenly heard a commotion outside the yard.

"Daughter-in-law of the Zhang family, come out!"

"Zhang family members, get out!"

Su Waner rubbed the soot on her hands and hurried into the courtyard. The scene outside frightened her so much that her heart pounded and she almost fell ill.

I saw people standing inside and outside the yard, led by a few aunts in the village. These few are famous mouthpieces from all over the country. They can talk about the dead and no one dares to provoke them.

The people standing behind were all villagers from the village. Each of these people was filled with indignation and their faces were full of anger. If they looked at the slightest mistake in their posture, they might demolish the house.

Before Su Wan'er could speak, an aunt who was as thin as a straw grinned and cursed, "Where did that damn boy from the Zhang family, Xiao Bing, go? Get him out!"

Su Waner's heart skipped a beat. The more she feared, the more she feared. It turned out that the soldier had really caused trouble.

Just when she was about to ask about the situation, a middle-aged greasy aunt screamed, "You are a wicked thing to resist the countrymen. It is useless to have children. Oh, I forgot, your husband will not be born even if you die!"

Aunt Mangda patted the fat man on the shoulder and sneered, "Who says someone can't have children? There's Zhang Xuebing. Her two sisters serve one man and have as many children as they want!"

In conservative mountain villages, calling someone innocent is the most vicious insult.

Su Waner's fair cheeks instantly turned into a piece of red cloth, "If you have something to say, don't talk nonsense. Our family invites you for free, and we never do such dirty things!"

The fat aunt raised her hand and threw it away. Countless pieces of white paper fell in front of Su Waner like snow flakes.

"Look carefully, this is Zhang Xuebing's IOU for you all. If we give you the money today, even if your family sleeps on the same kang for three people, it has nothing to do with us!"

Ignoring these dirty words, Su Waner bent down and picked up a few pieces of paper and looked at them carefully.

Only then did she realize that these were all Zhang Xuebing's harvest of wild vegetables and pheasants, which he beat for others.

The quantity and price are clearly stated on it. The leaflet is not much, only three or two yuan, but there are too many IOUs. Looking at the distance, almost all the villagers have IOUs in their hands.

A piece of white paper costs three to two yuan, and hundreds of pieces of paper cost hundreds of yuan. You can't make so much money even if you work all year round without eating or drinking!

Su Wan'er felt her eyes go dark, as if she had stepped on cotton under her feet, and her head fell to the ground.

A pair of white and slender little hands held her up, "Sister, sister, please sit down first and I'll get you some medicine!"

"Hey, nothing happened yet. You're just pretending to be sick. If you want to take medicine, why don't you give me two bottles of dichlorvos?"

"Shut your stinky mouth, it's just a few hundred yuan, here it is!" Su Xin'er grabbed the hundred-yuan bill Zhang Xuebing gave her, balled it up and smashed it into the greasy aunt's face.

The person was stunned for a moment, and she hurriedly picked up the banknotes on the ground, unfolded them and took a closer look. She had never seen such a big banknote before, and she was stunned with fear!

The lady next to her looked at the banknotes and her eyes lit up. She stretched out her hand to grab the other end of the banknotes and said, "Hey, this is a lot. I don't have any change to give you. Otherwise, the rest will be considered as a deposit!"

Unexpectedly, this seemed to have stirred up a hornet's nest, and everyone who had been silent at first started shouting.

"That's not okay. You gave them our money. No one can have less today!"

"Yes, if you give it to them, you have to give it to us. Get the money quickly, or else we will send you to the village headquarters and let the village chief comment!"

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