Reborn as a Tough Army Wife-Chapter 39 Selling Goods in the Town

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Luo Honglan and the older sister with a stand next door had been waiting at the stall for Fang Pingying, and there were also two women with children standing in front, seemingly checking prices and looking to buy something.

Seeing that Fang Pingying took so long to return, Luo Honglan looked anxious, "Sis, why did you take so long, there are people here wanting to buy things."

Fang Pingying shook her head at her, signaling to take care of the customers first.

She asked the two women who were planning to buy something with a smile, "What would you two sisters like to buy? Are you interested in some hawthorn jam or these pastries?"

Actually, the two women had already asked Luo Honglan about the prices of these items and they found the hawthorn jam too expensive, so they wanted to buy some hawthorn cakes.

Seeing Fang Pingying coming over, they thought they might get a discount and one of them, dressed in blue, pointed at the hawthorn cakes and deliberately asked, "We want to buy this kind of cake, two jin of it, can you give us a discount?"

Fang Pingying smiled and shook her head, "Sis, I can't offer it any cheaper. The cost of all our ingredients is already this much, not even including our labor."

"Alright, then weigh one jin for each of us, for the kids to snack on." Actually, they were just trying their luck to see if they could save twenty cents. Even if they couldn't save any money, they still planned to buy.

Fang Pingying quickly weighed the hawthorn cakes, and had Luo Honglan cut out two sheets of oil paper. After wrapping up the cakes, she also gave the two little kids some hawthorn jam to try.

After tasting the hawthorn jam, the kids immediately pestered to buy some.

The two women specifically asked about the price of the hawthorn jam, and hearing that one bottle was three yuan and couldn't be less, they thought it over but still couldn't bear to part with their money, making excuses that they'd come next time after finishing these hawthorn cakes.

Fang Pingying agreed with a smile.

After the customers left, Fang Pingying looked at the jars of hawthorn jam and thought it was indeed too expensive to sell. No matter how much there was, it seemed pricey to people.

If they made smaller jars, even if the value didn't reach one yuan but were sold for one yuan each, customers would feel it's a bargain. They really need to make some changes before bringing the product back.

When it got quieter, Luo Honglan pulled Fang Pingying aside and said, "Big sis, why were you gone for so long? I heard from the lady next door that there was a fight at the supply and marketing co-op. I was so worried it was you."

Fang Pingying chuckled, "It wasn't me. The salesperson had a bad attitude, I only said a few words, but we didn't argue."

Hearing this, Luo Honglan quickly looked Fang Pingying up and down, worried that she suffered any grievances, "Ah, big sis, are you okay? They didn't do anything to you, right?"

Fang Pingying still felt a bit angry when she remembered the attitude of the salesperson, "What could they have done? It was their fault. They wouldn't dare do anything to us. Just now I wasn't the only one talking; there were other customers arguing as well."

After hearing what Fang Pingying said, the older sister next door also expressed her indignation, "No wonder. The attitude of the people at the supply and marketing co-op is really too bad. Now when I shop there, I buy less. I mostly shop at the individual's stores where the salespeople are more affable and the items are cheaper."

Luo Honglan added, "Yeah, I heard that not only is the stuff at the co-op expensive but you also have to suffer their attitudes. Now if there's another place to buy, everyone would rather not go there. The other places not only have more amiable salespeople, but the items are also cheaper."

"That's right, I only went to the co-op because it was close by, otherwise I would have gone elsewhere," Fang Pingying thought to herself, feeling even more convinced that there was a market for opening a small supermarket like she previously considered.

There would be business in opening a small supermarket, not to mention in such a small place - as long as the prices weren't higher than the supply and marketing co-op's, with good service from the sales staff and a complete range of goods, there was no need to worry about lack of customers.

Moreover, if the supply and marketing co-op continued like this, they probably wouldn't last much longer.

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However, Fang Pingying also remembered that in a few years, once there were more self-employed people, the co-ops would start being contracted out to individuals, and even if she didn't have enough money to open a supermarket by then, perhaps taking over a specific counter might also provide a good opportunity.

Thinking about her future plans, Fang Pingying's confidence in doing business grew stronger.

She waved the oil paper she had bought at the older lady, "Come on, sis, here's the oil paper, I'll weigh the cakes for you."

Just like how the two children had their hearts set on buying earlier, the older sister from next door, without hesitating, bravely asked for half a jin but then decisively opted for a full jin instead.

True to her word, Fang Pingying additionally gave her an extra piece that looked to be much more than just two liang. The older lady was extremely satisfied.

It turned out Zhou Yunmei was spot on; the hawthorn cakes indeed sold much better than the hawthorn jam.

Since the hawthorn cakes started selling, within not even an hour, about ten jin of them had been sold out. Many more people came asking whether there would be any for sale at the next market day and if they would still be in this spot.

However, Fang Pingying and Luo Honglan, from the beginning to the end of the market day, saw that many inquired about the hawthorn jam, but as soon as they heard one bottle was three yuan, they would immediately let go of the idea and not ask further.

In the end, when Fang Pingying and the rest were heading home, out of the seven or eight bottles of hawthorn jam, only one had been sold, and that too, at a reduced price of two and a half yuan.

The buyer of the jam was a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl who had come from school in the town at noon. Passing by, she was attracted by the good-looking color of the items and asked about the price. After tasting and finding it sour and sweet, much tastier than the canned stuff she was tired of, she took out money to buy.

But she only had two yuan and fifty cents with her and stood reluctantly at Fang Pingying's stall, not willing to leave. With no choice, Fang Pingying had to sell it to her at that price.

The young girl was especially happy to have bought the jam and inquired about the next market day from Fang Pingying, "Big sis, will you still be selling here next time? I want to buy again."

Fang Pingying smiled and replied to her, "Little girl, that's quite a big jar, you might not finish it in a few days."

The girl said earnestly, "Sis, if I say I'll come, I'll definitely come. There are many people in my family, we can definitely finish it."

The young girl was truly sincere about buying and kept assuring Fang Pingying that she would definitely come again next time, and asked Fang Pingying to wait for her.

Seeing she wasn't lying, Fang Pingying promised her, "Alright, I will still be here next time, just come around this time."

"Okay, thank you, big sis." After saying this, the girl left happily with the jam.

Seeing that it was getting late and well past midday, most of the people who came for the market day were heading back. The neighboring sellers began to pack up, and it seemed that even if she stayed, the jam would not sell.

She called out to Hong Lan, "Hong Lan, let's pack up and go home, we'll come back to sell at the next market."