November 30th is a memorable day, on this morning Ai Xiaoqing and the boss of the South China Flower Shop in Anshan called Boss Liu, saying that his own flowers are ready, about 30 flowers.
Boss Liu was overjoyed when he heard it, although the number is not much, but this is the first local flowers, which is much easier than competing with a group of flower shops in Shenyang and Dalian to transport flowers by air, and this logistics base must be cultivated.
Although it is the first transaction, the other party sees the money, and can expand the planting without urging himself, and the supply of goods in the future will be stable!
Boss Liu was very enthusiastic to explain how to prune, how to keep warm, and agreed to deliver the goods to the store the next morning.
Ai Xiaoqing happily went home from work with Wang Bin.
When I got home, I didn't care about cooking, so I went to the greenhouse to take a look at the blooming flowers, just like looking at a stack of money, until Wang Ai shouted that he was hungry and woke up and smiled at each other.
Early the next morning, the two got up before dawn, shoveled out the soil with a small shovel and put it into a small medicine bottle, cut a flower with scissors and inserted it into the mud, and used a cardboard box covered with cotton wool to pack flowers in layers, each flower was wrapped in a large plastic bag, and the thirty or so flowers did not occupy much space in total, but this thing was squeamish, and it was already very cold at the end of November, so most of the cardboard boxes were warm cotton wool and quilts.
After cleaning up, Wang Bin hurriedly ate a few bites of food, drank a bowl of porridge, and then went out like a hero on an expedition, gently holding the cardboard box, and went out with righteousness.
This morning, Ai Xiaoqing was restless, and Wang Ai, who was sitting in the school classroom, was also a little apprehensive. waited until noon after school, Wang Ai cheered when she saw her mother who couldn't hide her smile at the school gate, and it was done!
Sure enough, when he got home, Wang Bin was humming a song and stir-frying, but Wang Bin rarely cooked.
At the dinner table, Wang Bin specially poured a glass of wine for Wang Ai, but before Wang Ai could serve the wine glass, he was suffocated by Wang Bin.
The angry Wang Ai stared.
The two laughed.
Wang Bin said: "Son, you got back 285 yuan from this transaction, you are the first credit!"
Catch up with me and your mother to add two months' salary, but you are too young to give you wine, but I will remember this wine for you, and when you grow up, we will count it together. ” Wang Ai rolled his eyes, and ignored him when he was eating.
Ai Xiaoqing touched Wang Ai's head: "Son, why did you run to someone's store?"
” Wang Ai said: "I just looked at the flower seller, I haven't seen it, so I want to go in and have a look." ” "My son is not only good at studying, but also has vision, which is amazing!"
Ai Xiaoqing hurriedly praised Wang Ai and appeased him.
Wang Ai pouted, anyway, there is nothing to spend now, so I don't need money, but there is something I have to say in advance: "Parents, I plan to skip a grade after reading next semester." ” "Skipping a grade?
You've finished all your third-grade books?
” "I finished my third grade book early, and now I'm in the fourth grade, and next semester I can read the fifth grade, and I will also read some of the sixth grade."
The two of them didn't eat anymore, and they took out Wang Ai's three-year primary school textbook and started the exam, asking and answering, dozens of questions came down, and sure enough, the answers were like fluent, this is really a prodigy!
The two of them couldn't be happier.
The matter of selling flowers went smoothly, and Wang Ai's studies went smoothly.
Although some people in the village were curious about what Wang Bin and his family were doing, it was not easy to break into the house.
During the Chinese New Year, relatives asked a few times, and they didn't think it was true when they heard that they were planting flowers and selling flowers, and Wang Ai's grandfather Wang Cheng was quite unhappy to teach Wang Bin that he didn't farm well and went to work to talk about calves!
Wang Bin didn't dare to tell the difference, but Ai Xiaoqing was afraid that the high income from selling flowers would be heard, so he pretended to be honest and kept silent, and the matter was fooled.
Fortunately, everyone in the village knows that these two people are high-achieving students, and they are a little ungrounded, so they think that they are crazy readers, and they will pass after laughing and talking once.
Over the years, the spring flowers bloomed, to May 94, after a small half a year of exploration, the two of them planting flowers technology is becoming more and more mature, the control of the flowering period in batches has been done very well, now can produce nearly 500 flowers per month, net income of 4000 yuan, not only the backyard buckled the greenhouse, the front yard also set up an ugly, inconspicuous plastic greenhouse.
Most of the supplies of Anshan South China Flower Shop are supplied by Wang Ai's family.
A small number of them did not have flower seeds, and the young woman Liu from the flower shop had already promised to find seeds.
After half a year, the two of them had more than 20,000 yuan in bank deposits, and they quietly became the richest man in the village.
Fortunately, both of them are scholars, they have self-cultivation, and they don't mess around with money.
Ai Xiaoqing devoted herself to saving money for Wang Ai to go to college.
Other people's children can only go to college when they are seventeen or eighteen, and their little ancestors will skip a grade for six years when they are only seven years old in the second half of the year, and the days of college are much earlier than other people's children.
On May 15th, Wang Bin was not very happy to deliver the goods, it turned out that the boss of Anshan Liu had reduced the price of the flowers, the selling price had not changed, and the average price of the receipt had been reduced by 20%, saying that the flowers could not be sold, and the cost was high or something.
Wang Bin's vision to go south and north is still there, obviously the supply is stable, and he is red-eyed when he sees how much money he makes.
But there is only one flower shop in Anshan now, and there is no way for people to reduce the price.
What's even more terrifying is that this time the price is lowered, and the next time the price may be lowered.
Wang Ai saw that the two of them were worried, and smiled: "Parents, there is a flower shop in Anshan, and there must be one in Shenyang, and there must be more than one."
There must be people in the three cities of Shen, Liao, and An, who are trying to plant flowers, but there must be only one of us who does it like ours, which is an unpopular business.
Our family has been working for half a year, and no one in the village in front of us is doing it, and the supply of goods is only our family, and we are still worried about selling?
” Wang Bin's eyes lit up, and the next day he didn't say a word, and went directly to Shenyang.
After returning in the evening, the news was very good, Shenyang deserved to be the provincial capital, and there were now seven flower shops in the city.
Three companies directly agreed to pay less than 1,000 branches per month, and the price was one dollar lower than that of air freight.
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Although the other four were not so happy, they were also very enthusiastic, and agreed to see the goods when they arrived.
It should be afraid of encountering scammers or peanuts that don't grow well.
The family has counted the output of the family, and can barely supply two sporadically, and the supply exceeds the demand, so what are you waiting for?
The two took money from the bank and hired someone to detain the greenhouse directly in their own land.
The two originally wanted to plant directly in the earth, but Wang Ai persuaded the flowers to be squeamish, and when they encountered heavy rain, hail, insects, or something, they would be finished, and they had to be planted in the greenhouse to be safe.
Wang Ai's family is the first to buckle the greenhouse in the village, and now the village's minds are moved, and there is an endless stream of door-to-door questions, Wang Ai gives the family ideas, so that the villagers also follow to plant flowers, no matter what kind of flowers, as long as the appearance arrives, two yuan and a branch are harvested.
The price is not high, but it is much stronger than farming, the vegetable land in front of the house and behind the house is cleaned up and planted, and the income of one or two hundred per month is very easy, and the peasants in this year can only see three or four hundred yuan a year when they grow grain, and they will eat for nothing.
So the people in the village have the courage to buy some seedlings in Wang Ai's house on the comparison, after a month or two, Wang Ai's family really bought with a hand of money and a hand, and then the village was a sensation, every household of all ages and children planted flowers in front of and behind the house, the village people were afraid that other villages would follow the planting, and begged Wang Ai's family not to ask for other villages, and told each other that this is the whole village's plan to make a fortune, no one is allowed to tell the other villages, and those who come to learn from other villages are not taught, and the village committee also sends militia to guard at the entrance of the village, and people from other villages are not allowed to enter the village.
It's heavily guarded.
By the time Wang Ai was on summer vacation, the village had already planted flowers on a large scale, and every day villagers came to the house to let Wang Bin come to collect flowers.
In the past, Wang Bin and his family were celebrities in the village, and now they are highly respected, and they have smiling faces everywhere.
Wang Ai also asked the two to open a flower shop, and told the two of them that the trade of flowers also has ups and downs, and other villages can't control it, and they have to have their own distribution channels.
While there is no flower shop in Liaoyang, let's do it first.
With your own flower shop, it doesn't matter if the trade of planting flowers is rotten, and it doesn't matter if the Shenyang Anshan market is lost, it will not be a shortage of flowers, but a lack of market to sell flowers.
After hearing this, the two felt that it made sense, so they simply suspended their jobs without pay.
Anyway, the 178 of the two people together in January is not eye-catching, and in the whole of July, counting the ones grown and purchased by their own family, they sold flowers for more than 26,000 yuan in January, which is more than 100 years of wages.
I simply looked for a house at the gate of the major hospitals in Liaoyang, and I wanted to rent a house, but Wang Ai asked, and the price of a shop of more than 30 square meters was only more than 20,000 yuan, so I simply bought it.
On August 15th, Wang Ai's first flower shop opened at the gate of the Fourth Hospital, which was very low-key, but the response was great.
As the first flower shop in Liaoyang City, this small shop called Wang Ai Flower Shop is full of customers.
In these years, people just have two money, and they are envious of Western life, and they have a lot of petty bourgeoisie, which is open at the entrance of the hospital, and those who come to buy flowers step on the threshold.
Although the price is very expensive, there is no shortage of rich people, especially those who visit patients in the high-level cadre ward, and no one is short of money.
Ai Xiaoqing couldn't stand it after ten days in the store, so she quickly invited a girlfriend of her own to help.
Half a month's accounting, net profit of more than 3,000.
A month later, under the mobilization of Wang Ai, another flower shop was opened in front of another big hospital, although the money earned by the family for most of the year was cleaned, but this was really a fixed monthly income.
Ai Xiaoqing asked three classmates to help look after the store, Wang Bin was to run Anshan Shenyang to deliver goods every day in addition to serving flowers at home, and later bought an old Jinbei bread for delivery in September.
Wang Ai breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and the family's wealthy life was stable.
The first step of the poor cannot be taken in vain, but as long as they take the first step, they can do everything smoothly.
It's up to you to do the rest. ()