Chapter 67 Start setting up a stall
It took Cui Changjia a full forty-five days from the time he came back from rebirth to renting the factory, Cui Xiuyuan and Cui Wenquan being discharged from the hospital, and then the factory could produce.
When I first came back, the branches on the trees were still a little green.
Now, the leaves on the branches are almost falling off, and the time has come to early November of 2004.
The Lunar New Year in 2004 came very late and did not celebrate until February of 2005 in the Gregorian calendar.
It has just entered November, and there are still three months until the Chinese New Year. Cui Changjia believes that she can make steady progress in the factory within these three months!
To produce a folding table, you only need to adjust the angle of the table legs, make the mold, and mark the dimensions. The production is very fast, but it requires physical strength in the end.
So Cui Xiuyuan and the others made five hundred a day. By night, Cui Xiuyuan could hardly lift his arms while sitting on the stool.
Not only Cui Xiuyuan is in the office, Cui Wenquan and Cui Changjia are also there.
In the afternoon, Cui Changjia said he would send Cui Wenquan back, but he insisted not to leave. In order to show that he could take care of himself, he went to the dormitory to make a bed. He had no choice but to let him stay.
Now it's better. There are two people in the same room. One has a fracture and it takes him a long time to get up at night. The other has suffered a stroke and is dragging his feet when walking. Let's see who can take care of whom?
It can be seen that they are father and son!
The most fortunate thing is that Cui Wenquan is still smart and determined. When eating in the evening, he took the initiative to wrap a towel around his neck to prevent his left hand from messing with his clothes when eating.
Cui Changjia had already moved the computer from home and put it in the office with network cables installed.
While Cui Xiuyuan was discussing the angle of the large folding table with Cui Wenquan, Cui Changjia was going back and forth with the advertising store on QQ to finalize the brand logo.
Cui Changjia and Cui Xiuyuan have discussed that even if these two folding tables are not branded, they must have a brand to facilitate everyone's differentiation.
After discussion, they decided to call these two products "Hao Persimmon".
"Good persimmon" means good things, and their family will be fine.
After many discussions back and forth with the merchant, the final brand icon was a fiery red persimmon with a letter C wrapped next to it. The C naturally represents the Cui family.
The persimmon also has eyes and mouth painted on it, which is very cute.
Cui Changjia chose self-adhesive transparent stickers. When the advertising shop finished it, he took it back and directly pasted it on the back of the small table for sale.
Cui Changjia asked the advertising shop to rush the work, and it came out the next morning. She went to the advertising shop to get it. In the afternoon, she put the LOGO on the back of the finished table board, and then installed it directly on the van. One hundred sheets.
Her first stop is Zhoucheng University!
The school has classes during the day, so students rarely go out during the day. They usually come out after school in the afternoon.
Eating, playing billiards, going to an Internet cafe or even buying something are all in small groups.
She had already inquired about it. There was a night market next to Zhoucheng University, which lasted from five or six o'clock to ninety o'clock. Of course, most of the people who came to buy things were students.
Cui Changjia arrived at four o'clock. She arrived early and found a good seat a little further from the intersection.
Behind this location is a home. The owner is an old lady. When she saw that Cui Changjia wanted to park and set up a stall here, she refused directly.
Cui Changjia gave the old lady five yuan, and she set up the stall. For a long time, she has been setting up a stall at the night market to sell off-stock goods from the warehouse. She knows the rules of the night market very well. Some night markets have administrators, so you can spend money to rent a fixed one.
No one cares about the night market at Zhoucheng University, so the old lady doesn't let Cui Changjia set up here because she just wants some stall fees.
In fact, it only cost a few dollars. The money was given happily and the seller felt at ease.
The sun went down and the temperature dropped. Cui Changjia put on the scarf Chang Ying gave her, opened the trunk of the van, took out five or six tables and placed them around, and then held the billboard Hanging on the car.
The billboard was not written casually by Cui Changjia, but was carefully designed by the advertising shop. It can have the logo of the folding table and the scene where it can be used, and a circle of small light bulbs is hung around it. It looks very eye-catching from a distance.
Every era has its own way of doing business.
In the 1970s and 1980s, when supplies were scarce, you could usually make money just by flipping something around and selling it.
Around the millennium, China’s economy has taken off, transportation conditions have improved a lot, goods have circulated rapidly from north to south, and the small commodity market has developed extremely rapidly. You have to be careful when doing business and have an attractive product. The place will do.
The time is getting late, and in addition to stall holders, there are also people gradually filling up the evening market, most of them are students. Looking at the energetic faces, Cui Changjia can't help but think of his boyhood, imitating The vague memories cannot be connected in my mind
Someone was quickly attracted. They were two little girls, both with ponytails, young and energetic.
Two little girls stopped next to Cui Changjia’s stall. One girl said, “This little table is so special.”
Cui Changjia pointed to the advertisement hanging on the car and said, "It's cold in winter. If you don't want to get out of bed to study, you can put the small table on the bed to do homework. It's very stable."
She said with force I shook the small table, and it was indeed stable.
She picked up the table again and folded the legs. "When not in use, just fold it up and stuff it anywhere so it doesn't take up any space."
"How much does it cost?" Another girl said asked, "This is pretty good."
"It costs fifteen yuan a piece, but if you can find five people to buy it, I can give you all a group purchase price of thirteen yuan a piece. .”
The two little girls looked at each other, turned their heads, and murmured behind Cui Changjia's back. Then they turned their heads, and a little girl said, "We both want it, so you can give us thirteen yuan a piece." ”
Cui Changjia hesitated. He said, "Okay, we have just opened. Let me count you thirteen pieces. You have to help me promote it when you get back."
In fact, Cui Changjia didn't really think about selling it for fifteen yuan. One piece, after all, students don’t have that much spare money.
“No problem!”
The two little girls paid the money happily and left carrying a small table.
Cui Changjia secretly breathed a sigh of relief and put the twenty-six yuan he received into his bag. The first payment was successfully opened, very good!
Cui Xiuyuan has been restless in the factory, especially after dark. He ran outside the factory gate several times on crutches to see if Cui Changjia was back.
He wanted to call Cui Changjia several times to ask, but he did not dare. He was afraid that those small folding tables would not be sold.
Cui Wenquan is actually calmer than Cui Xiuyuan. He spent most of the day in the work shed. Even if he was tired, he would rather sit inside and rest than go out.
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