Chapter 19: Handling ()

On the fourth day of the lunar month, Wang Kun and Chen Shuzhen went to Santang Town together, but this morning Chen Shuzhen did not cook several dishes in the morning like yesterday. She couldn't come back at noon, so the children had to heat up the dishes. If they came back late in the evening, they wouldn't have to cook, and if they cook, the nine-year-old Wang Mei would have been there long ago.

Chen Shuzhen didn't expect that she would do the right preparation today. Until it was almost dark, the last batch of twenty electronic watches and five radios were sold for only a little. The electronic watches were only sold for five yuan, and the radio was not sold at all.

"What's wrong today? Look, the sun is still coming out today, it's warm, but it's only sold for five yuan watches." Chen Shuzhen said a little disgusted. It was almost dark, but she didn't want to go back.

"Do you think buying electronic watches and radios is like buying kerosene? This is not a must for every household in Jiangxi. The family is well-off. I have bought it these two days and I have been tight. He can only sigh. I think I'd better take it away and go back." Although Wang Kun has not studied economics, what he analyzed is indeed very reasonable. The first day was to buy novelty, and I basically bought all the things I could buy yesterday.

"We brought a flashlight today and wait a little longer." Chen Shuzhen said.

"What are you waiting for? If you want to buy it, you will come and buy it long ago. Who would wait for it to come and buy these things?" Wang Kun shouted. He was already packing up his things. Today, the desk was not sent to people's houses nearby, and was directly returned to Wang Jin.

Chen Shuzhen sighed all the time at home, and she didn't even want to cook.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Wang Xiaoming soon noticed his mother's unhappiness.

"Xiao Ming, the business is not good at all today. I only sold the five-yuan watch in a day." Chen Shuzhen sighed.

"I thought it was a normal thing. Our town is not big, so I bought everything I should buy. These days will definitely not be like the previous two days. I think it would be better if the school starts." Wang Xiaoming comforted that the market in Santang Town is only so big, and it has been soaring in more than 60 electronic watches and more than a dozen radios. The market will be saturated immediately. This also reminds Wang Xiaoming that it may be a bit difficult to do a big business in Sanyong Town.

"Hey, Xiao Ming, what you said is the same as your father." Chen Shuzhen said with her eyes lit up. Her son is indeed a genius. He has not even left his house, and he can actually analyze it.

"Mom, come back early in the future. Those who buy these things will not come until it is almost dark. Think about it, are there fewer people buying these two days after the afternoon?" Wang Xiaoming felt heartbroken by his mother. He should know that although setting up a stall makes money, it takes one day to stand on the street. There is no stove and you can't walk around at will. He knew the biting coolness. When he went there the day before yesterday, his feet were so cold that they were no longer conscious.

"Yes, we only bought three watches in the afternoon yesterday, and all the radios were bought in the morning. But we won't go tomorrow. Your dad is going to the village for a meeting, and it may not be able to sell it tomorrow, so your dad said he would stop." Chen Shuzhen said.

"How can these goods be kept in your hands?" Wang Xiaoming said anxiously. The most feared thing in business is to stock up in your hands, especially this kind of small transaction. Although electronic products are not as fast as computers in previous lives, electronic watches are originally very simple things. Is it still very simple to change the shell to a mold?

"I also want to go alone, but your dad is not allowed." Chen Shuzhen said.

"I'll tell you to go to my dad." After Wang Xiaoming said that, he entered the room. At home, Wang Kun rarely stayed with the children. He usually stayed in the room, either reading books or making accounts for the village.

"Dad, are you really not going to go to the town tomorrow?" Wang Xiaoming asked.

"Yes, the village will hold a meeting tomorrow, and the casting and pipe factory on the 19th day of the 19th day of the year will open. There are many things in the village." Wang Kun originally didn't want to tell the children about these things, but now Wang Xiaoming is an exception. Wang Kun has regarded Wang Xiaoming as a genius. As long as his study does not regress, he will let him do whatever he wants. This is also what Wang Kun has decided in the past two days. He does not want a genius to die if he dies because of his excessively rigid demands.

"Where are those electronic watches and radios?" Wang Xiaoming asked. "How about I accompany my mother to the town tomorrow. It would cost more than ten yuan if I could sell one."

"Haha, I didn't expect you to be a financial fan. You can't be too greedy. Do you know how much money we have made in these three days? After deducting all costs, we have earned 2,470 yuan, which is more than the ten-year salary of my teacher." Wang Kun sighed.

"How can a person make a fortune without greed?" Wang Xiaoming murmured in a low voice.

"It's not necessarily a good thing to make a fortune now? My requirements are not high. Just live a peaceful life. If you save some money and add two rooms in the future, our lives will be considered happy." Wang Kun's lifelong belief is to be cautious, whether it's for people or for things. In his previous life, he had many opportunities to embark on the road of wealth, but he couldn't catch it. Finally, when Wang Xiaoming grew up, he still relied on the mechanical manufacturing knowledge he learned in the pipe factory to design molds. Although he had a lot of money, he could only live a gangster. Wang Xiaoming wanted to buy a house in the city, but he couldn't afford to pay much money.

"Dad, since you don't want to move these things, how about I'll help you deal with them?" Wang Xiaoming's eyes rolled and he immediately came up with an idea.

"You will deal with it? Are you going to sell these things alone in the town? That's not OK, absolutely not. You went with me in the second year of the year. Is that a child able to bear the pain?" Wang Kun firmly opposed it. Although Wang Xiaoming was a genius in his eyes, he was only six years old after the New Year, and other children were still acting coquettish in the arms of their parents.

"Dad, don't worry, I will never sell these things in person, but there is one thing. If I can get the money this time, it will be my own. You will not interfere with whatever I use it." Wang Xiaoming said.

"In this way, that's fine, as long as you stay at home every day, the money sold by these watches and radios will belong to you." Wang Kun said happily. As long as Wang Xiaoming didn't go out to sell these things, he would be relieved. As for how he dealt with it, Wang Kun believed that his son would never do anything randomly, and he absolutely believed this.

While Chen Shuzhen was still having dinner, Wang Xiaoming went out with bags containing five radios and fifteen electronic watches. He did not let anyone accompany him. He turned on a flashlight alone, regardless of the north wind outside.
Chapter completed!