Reborn King of Marketing

Under the scorching sun, the road was steaming with heat. From a distance, it looked like water had been splashed all over the ground, and the surrounding scenery seemed unreal.

At noon, there were few vehicles and pedestrians on the road, and only a dilapidated agricultural truck drove slowly in the middle of the road.

This kind of shabby car has no air conditioning. Even if the windows are open, the heat waves are blowing in. Sitting in the car with the heat of the engine under your buttocks is simply more refreshing than a sauna.

Er Zhuzhu touched the sweat on his forehead and asked in a low voice, "Ma Gan, are you asking about it? Why haven't you arrived yet?"

Ma Gan's mouth was full as he chewed something and said with indistinct sobs, "When I was selling steamed buns, I asked clearly. They said you can see them just by walking along this road!"

Erzhuzi lost his voice and said, "If we go any further, I'm afraid we won't reach Luonan, the provincial capital!"

It was too hot at noon and we were in a hurry. Zhang Xuebing asked Ma Gan to buy some vegetarian steamed buns and we ate them while walking in the car. Ma Gan inquired about the location of the flea market, but he hadn’t seen it yet until he was about to leave the city.

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Zhang Xuebing suspected that he had been deceived and was about to get out of the car again to ask someone.

Suddenly a huge billboard came into view - Welcome to Luoning Fair Price Trading Mall!

Next to the billboard is a path extending into the middle of the farmland.

They walked along the path for another half hour, and just when they were doubting their lives, they finally saw a large area of ​​asbestos-tiled houses located in the middle of the farmland.

I'm finally here! This trading market is actually built in the northern suburbs. How many people can come to sell things?

Looking at the empty parking lot outside, Zhang Xuebing was even more disappointed, but he was already here. If he didn't go in and take a look, it would be a waste of fuel and time.

Leaving Erzhu behind to continue looking at the car, Zhang Xuebing walked into the empty gate with the pole.

"Hoo, hoho!"

I originally thought that the inside of the market would be as empty as the outside, with not even a living person. However, after entering the hall, what I saw were rows of trading areas and various second-hand goods.

Countless vehicles of all kinds were lined up as neatly as an army waiting for review. Miscellaneous old electrical appliances were piled up like a mountain of garbage, and various other things were piled up like a mountain.

Zhang Xuebing was stunned for a long time. There were so many goods here, but not many people. From a glance, there were only seven or eight staff responsible for looking at the goods, and not a single customer coming to buy anything.

It is said to be a trading market, but it looks more like a used goods warehouse!

The two of them became scarecrows in the cornfield, poking stupidly at the door, not knowing how to advance or retreat.

"Hey, who are you two looking for?" A man in his fifties wearing a Chinese tunic suit came over and asked loudly.

It’s really strange here. When guests arrive, they don’t ask what they want to buy, but instead ask who they are looking for. It seems like it’s been a long time since anyone came!

"Uncle, we want to go shopping and buy something, okay?"

Zhang Xuebing couldn't figure out the way and asked tentatively.

The old man seemed to be a little deaf. He took a few steps closer, held his ears and asked loudly, "What are you talking about and who are you looking for?"

"Let's go shopping!" Zhang Xuebing yelled at the top of his voice.

The old man was shaken, and the work cap on his head fell to the ground. He rubbed his ears and complained, "Keep your voice down, I'm not deaf. You are looking for something, right? He didn't go to work today!"

Is this not deaf? Zhang Xuebing was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.

"Uncle Wang, go ahead and leave this to me!"

At this time, a kind-looking lady in her thirties came up, dismissed the old man, and smiled apologetically at Zhang Xuebing and the others.

"Don't mind it, he's old and his ears don't work well!"

Finally meeting a normal person, Zhang Xuebing breathed a sigh of relief, "Where are the refrigerators? We want to see them!"

"Look at the refrigerator, I'll take you there!"

The eldest sister was very polite and led the way, leading them through a maze of goods.

"Here and there are all kinds of refrigerators and freezers!"

At this moment, Zhang Xuebing was immersed in a sea of ​​refrigerators. There were all kinds of refrigerators piled up in a radius of several hundred square meters.

There are medical freezers, household refrigerators, large refrigerators, and even drawer-type refrigerators that look like those in morgues. Zhang Xuebing was dazzled by them.

At this time, the eldest sister's voice sounded, "You can take a look at it, just tell me if you like it!"

These refrigerators don't look too old, but I don't know if they can still be used, and there are no prices marked on them. What's even more strange is that many of them are foreign brands that I have never seen before. Zhang Xuebing is not sure whether they are foreign brands.

Rubbish?

The eldest sister seemed to notice Zhang Xuebing's doubts and explained with a mysterious smile.

"These things in our market all come from the north..." With the eldest sister's explanation, Zhang Xuebing finally figured out the origin of this market.

It turns out that these goods come from the screw country in the north.

It is now less than half a year before the screw problem is solved in December, and this period is their most turbulent moment.

Serious imbalances in industrial production and uneven distribution have caused the originally major grain-producing countries to face a huge food shortage crisis.

They are forced to use various military and heavy industrial products accumulated over decades to exchange for food and civilian products from neighboring countries in order to survive.

Most of the things in this warehouse were obtained in exchange for food from there.

The memories of the previous life flowed through Zhang Xuebing's mind, and he suddenly realized that this was the biggest opportunity he had for the first time in this world. If he took advantage of it, he would have to walk a lot less road.

What is most abundant in the country now is probably agricultural products, and if these things are sent there, a large number of scarce heavy industrial products that cannot be produced in the country can be returned.

And these things can be exchanged for a lot of money in China, and they can even have some unexpected effects.

At that time, countless people became international businessmen and made a lot of money because they seized this opportunity.

Zhang Xuebing's thoughts raced in his mind like lightning, and he quickly planned out several plans.

Time was running out, there was less than six months to go before that day, and there were so many things that needed to be done. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and he even had goosebumps all over his body.

"Even though they look a bit old, they are actually new and can be used with electricity..."

The eldest sister's voice interrupted Zhang Xuebing's thoughts. He was too excited now and had to go back to calm down and make a decision before taking action.

"Then how do you sell these?" Zhang Xuebing took a deep breath and asked to calm down.

"Electrical appliances cost five yuan per kilogram!" the eldest sister said calmly, as if she was selling cabbage.

"Pfft..." Zhang Xuebing almost spat out blood. If these things were put into the Electrical Appliance City, none of them would be sold for more than a thousand yuan. They were selling things by weight like vegetables!

But after thinking about it, it makes sense. Although these items are scarce products, the current domestic consumption capacity is still insufficient. Only a very small number of people can afford refrigerators and color TVs.

So these can only be wholesaled as scrap!