When Chen Xia saw so many people trying hard to squeeze in, so that he would not tear his cloth down or be torn a few pieces away while the chaos would be a mess. He would be able to steal the chicken and lose a lot of rice. He quickly protected his three pieces of cloth.

"Stop~~~~~~"

When he saw Chen Xia protecting the cloth, he didn't show it to everyone. The ethnic minorities at the scene stopped doing it and were clamoring for nothing.

The man with glasses in the light industry stall helped, and jumped onto the bed and shouted again:

"You can't just squeeze everyone up like this. These cloths are expensive. Who will be the one who will be torn? Besides, people from other people come to sell cloths. Who dares to come again when you see you like this? They all spread a little, and see what this little brother said."

Chen Xia smiled gratefully at the man in glasses. He really had no experience in dealing with such a big scene and was a little confused at once.

"Dear fellow villagers, why don't this be the case? Several comrades from light industrial shops next to them have more experience in fabrics. Let's ask them to take a look first and then tell you how good the quality is?"

"Yes," everyone around shouted.

When the four lesbians in front of the light industry stall heard this, they immediately ran over to check the cloth. They could no longer help it just now.

Even though they are engaged in light industry and textile work, it is the first time they have seen such beautiful patterned cotton cloth, and they feel very itchy.

Just as several lesbians were inspecting the goods, Chen Xia pulled over the man in glasses and took out a cigarette, "What do you call me brother?"

"Oh, my name is Gu Dashan, and I am a team leader of the light industry store."

"Hello, Team Leader Gu, this is my letter of introduction. I am Chen Xia, a salesperson of Hukou Textile Factory in Zhijiang Province. This time I am here to promote the fabrics of our factory. They are definitely good goods. Don't worry, it's definitely not a speculative person."

Gu Dashan nodded after carefully reading the introduction letter: "Don't worry, we are all ethnic minorities here, and we are not strict in speculation, so you really want to sell the cloth, just sell it."

Chen Xia asked a little embarrassedly: "Team Leader of the Valley, what price do you think is the average price of such fabric in Dali?"

"One foot 2 yuan to 3 yuan, the fabric and pattern of your cloth are something we have never seen before. It is absolutely good cloth. Don't say they are moved, look at the lesbians in our light industry store are all moved."

Chen Xia calculated that even if one foot is 2 yuan, one meter is 3 feet, it is 6 yuan, and one piece of cloth is 30 meters, it is 180 yuan. Chen Xia now has 2,000 pieces of cloth, so this can be sold for 360,000 yuan. Oh my god, 10 times the profit is robbery.

Even if Ruili wants to leave a part of the jadeite, the profit of half of the sales will be 180,000. You should know that he had been busy for more than half a year before saving more than 100,000 yuan.

This once again reflects that this era is a golden age of speculation and counter-trading. As long as logistics and transportation are solved, money will be like it is picked up for nothing.

This reminded him of Wang Shitou, who was the "Wanke" in his previous life. In 1983, he bought corn from Northeast China and then shipped it to Shenzhen market to sell it. He made 3 million in half a year.

What is huge profit? This is the real huge profit. It is not enough to make Chen Xia's money-making profit of 300,000 yuan by selling cloth.

Of course, this must have nothing to do with his father-in-law being a senior official at that time. They are all capable and visionary.

"Brother Gu, I want to discuss something with you. You see, your cloth has been sold out, and the stalls are ready-made. I want to ask your five comrades to help me sell cloth for 4 days. Don't worry, I will give you 50 yuan in these 5 days. What do you think?"

Gu Dashan has been very calm just now, but now I hear that I can earn 50 yuan in 5 days, that's not a big deal.

His monthly salary is 27 yuan now, which is quite good in a poor place like Nanyun. 50 yuan is almost his two-month salary, so why not do it?

Anyway, the unit gave them a 5-day stall setting period, so there was no need to ask for leave after going back. "Okay, since Comrade Chen looks down on us, we will definitely have no problem. I'll talk to my colleagues now."

What else were you talking about? When the four lesbians heard that they could earn 50 yuan in 5 days, they were excited and almost jumped up.

Then he immediately entered the working state and kept introducing to the people next to him how good the fabrics, how novel the styles, and how rare the opportunity was. He heard that those ethnic minorities were itchy.

A minority shouted loudly: "Hey, comrades from other places, how do you sell this cloth?"

Chen Xia decided to give a conscience price. After all, the conditions of the people of Dali are indeed quite hard, and it is embarrassing to sell them too much.

"One foot 2 yuan, this is definitely a conscientious price. I originally wanted to sell it for one foot 3 yuan. It was too late today, and I will officially start selling tomorrow, so I will be at this stall."

Everyone was happy when they heard this. This time they finally bought such a beautiful cotton cloth. And they didn’t need cloth tickets. As for the price, it was not expensive or cheap. People who wanted to buy cloth were mentally prepared and the banknotes were also ready.

In this way, Chen Xia made an appointment with the people who were going to the market to start selling tomorrow, and made an appointment with five staff members of the light industrial store to start work at 7 a.m., so he wanted to leave on his bicycle. However, he didn't want to be stopped by several ethnic minorities.

One of the minority who looked like a small leader said politely: "This comrade from a foreign country, can you sell these three pieces of cloth to us?"

"Yes, this piece of cloth is 30 meters, with a total of 540 yuan. If you want it, you can take it away directly. Don't worry about the quantity. Anyway, I will set up a stall here in the next few days. If you don't have enough weight, you can come to me."

"Whether, I believe you, if you take such beautiful fabric back to the village, the wife in our village will definitely like it tightly."

After saying that, the little leader counted 540 yuan, and then a few people left happily with cloth on their backs.

This scene made many onlookers regret it so much that they slapped their thighs. It was too late to start. I wouldn't hesitate to buy it in one breath just now. Now I have to wait for another day.

Chen Xia stuffed the money into her bag, but thought to herself:

"Damn, I thought it was all the old people here, and I was worried that it would not be sold for 2 yuan per foot. I didn't expect that there were still many rich people, so I didn't pay back the price, so I just took out the money and left."

This is Chen Xia’s misjudgment. Of course, YN Province is poor, but there are also a few rich people in the poorest places. Especially the ethnic minorities were still in a very primitive state of community living at this time, and the heads mastered all means of production.

People are all "in the world", so of course they don't lack small money, just sell a few cattle and sheep.

With a good start, Chen Xia was quite confident in the business in the next few days, thinking that there are quite a lot of rich people who are not showing off these days.

No wonder in a few years, thousands of Zhijiang people traveled all over the border with textiles, department stores, etc., using the original trading method of exchanging chicken feathers for sugar. Many famous entrepreneurs started to earn their first pot of gold from here.
Chapter completed!