Rebirth 83: Hundreds of billions of net worth, starting from setting up a stall

The express train had to stop in every city for a period of time, so it took the three of them 42 hours to arrive in Yangcheng.

As the three of them walked out of the station, a wave of heat hit them.

"What the hell kind of weather is this? It's so hot."

Jin Wen unbuttoned his collar.

Li Cunxi waved to the tricycle on the side.

After 79, Yangcheng was at the forefront of reform and opening up, and the demand for freight and passenger transportation increased sharply, resulting in a huge tricycle transportation market.

Most locals call these tricycles three-legged chickens.

The tricycle may not look big, but it can accommodate three people without any problem.

"Pretty boy, where are you going?"

The driver spoke unskilled Mandarin.

Li Cunxi directly said in the local vernacular: "Go to Shahe Lianquan Road."

"It turns out it's local, get in the car."

The driver's enthusiasm was greatly reduced when he heard Li Cunxi speak in vernacular.

"boarding."

Li Cunxi got on the bus first.

Jin Wen and Wei Dazhuang then entered.

"Sit still."

The driver turned the accelerator, and with the unique bang-bang sound of the single-cylinder engine, the tricycle sped away.

not far away.

A Crown car followed slowly.

"Your man has arrived successfully, you should rest assured."

Xu Yanran turned the steering wheel and entered the main road.

This time Li Cunxi arrived in Yangcheng late, which made her stay here day and night to keep an eye on him.

Poor her delicate skin, she lost a lot of collagen after staying up all night.

"father!"

Li Duoduo kept pointing at the tricycle in front of him.

Bai Xiaoyan pressed her daughter's hand with a smile on her face: "Thank you for your hard work."

Her husband arrived safely, and she felt relieved.

"It's not hard, who made you my second sister-in-law?"

Xu Yanran teased softly.

"If you talk nonsense again, I will tear your mouth apart."

Bai Xiaoyan looked angry.

I shouldn't give this bad woman a good look.

Twenty minutes later.

The three of them came to Lianquan Road.

There are simple sheds on the roadside, filled with all kinds of clothes.

There were many people carrying sacks and walking among the crowd.

"Wow, it's so lively."

Jin Wen was amazed.

Although the tourism industry in Beijing is developed and people come and go in scenic spots, the leisurely attitude of tourists is completely different from the busy feeling of Yangcheng people now.

"Is there a confusion that they seem to be very energetic?"

Li Cunxi pointed out what Jin Wen was thinking.

This was actually the confusion he had when he came to Shahe for the first time in his previous life. But at that time, like Jin Wen, he couldn't understand it. It wasn't until he became an ordinary porter in Shahe that he gradually understood.

"Yes, that seems to be the case."

Jin Wen nodded quickly.

"Because there is more work and more rewards here, people are working hard to make more money, so it seems naturally energetic."

Li Cunxi gave a rough explanation.

In fact, the deeper reason is that under the reform and opening up, ordinary people have seen the way to climb up, and they have the motivation to move forward.

"Oh."

Jin Wen nodded in understanding.

"Stop talking, let's go look at the clothes."

Li Cunxi walked quickly to the roadside stall.

After decades, he returned to the place where he made his first pot of gold, and he was filled with emotion.

In the early 80s, Yangcheng's per capita salary had already exceeded [-], and its consumption power ranked among the top three in the country.

Therefore, every stall is crowded with young men and women buying clothes.

This is unimaginable in Beijing.

Li Cunxi squeezed into a stall, glanced at the clothes at the stall, pointed at the flared jeans, and asked in vernacular: "Beauty, how many batches of these clothes are there?"

When the female stall owner heard this, she knew she was a wholesale customer and said with a smile: "Looking at how handsome you are, if I want more than a hundred items, I'll give you 35."

"Look at the ingredients."

Li Cunxi said softly.

In fact, the material depends on the thickness of the jeans. After all, the craftsmanship of denim has been similar for generations. Even in the 21st century, the most primitive ring-spun gauze has become synonymous with high-end jeans. This is similar to the membrane keyboards and mechanical keyboards of later generations. .

The landlady threw her pants over.

Li Cunxi touched it with his hand and frowned.

According to the thickness, jeans are divided into 4.5A, 6A, 8A, 10A, 11A, 12A and 13.5A.

Apple jeans are at least 10 ounces thick.

The thickness of these pants is at most 4.5A, which is too thin and does not have the thickness of jeans at all. If they are sold as Apple brand, people will know it is fake as soon as they touch it.

"Handsome guy, do you want it?"

The landlady asked with a smile.

"I'll look at a few more."

"Is there anything good to see? My quality and price are the best. If not, I'll give you another five yuan for 31 pieces."

"I'll take a look."

Amidst the abuse from the proprietress, Li Cunxi left the stall. Unexpectedly, it had only been less than 4 years since the reform and opening up, and some people had already learned to cut corners. It seemed that he needed to be more discerning.

It's approaching evening.

Li Cunxi visited all the stalls, but could not find a satisfactory source of jeans.

Almost all stalls sell jeans with a thickness of 4.5A, which range from about 20 yuan to [-] yuan.

There are a few jeans that are sold with a thickness of 8 amps or more, but the price is more than double, basically around 65 yuan, and there is no counter-offer. Even if they want to buy a few more pairs, they are not willing to sell more because they are simply out of stock. It is said that the whole There are dozens of stalls in the market, large and small, and together they can't even get fifty pairs of good quality jeans.

"Brother Xie, I really can't find any pants that I'm satisfied with. Let's buy cheap ones. We can buy them in batches of 20 per pair and sell them for 60 yuan. We can make more than three times the profit."

Jinwen carefully advises.

Li Cunxi stopped.

Jin Wen murmured in his heart when he saw this.

Maybe he said something wrong and angered Brother Xie.

Li Cunxi squatted on the side of the road, looked at the endless flow of people, and asked: "Jin Wen, have you ever thought about why the things we sell can't be sold after being sold?"

Jin Wen sneered: "It's not like that bastard Zhu San imitated us in grabbing the market."

"Yes, let's buy a batch of cheap jeans back. We can indeed make a fortune in a short time."

"But soon some people will follow suit and come to Yangcheng to purchase goods and start a price war. By then, we will have to find new products. Are you tired?"

Li Cunxi asked again.

"tired."

Jin Wen also squatted down, looking melancholy.

They definitely couldn't hide their trip to Yangcheng. The jeans they got back were not sold out, and people also came to Yangcheng to buy goods and competed with them for business.

Li Cunxi continued to ask: "Then do you know why I want to imitate the Apple brand?"

"Because the Apple brand is famous and everyone knows it, if we sell it under its brand, not only will it be more expensive, but more people will come to buy it."

As he spoke, Jin Wen slapped his forehead and said in surprise: "Yes, we put up the Apple brand. Even if those grandsons get jeans, they can't sell them to us."

"That's the truth."

Li Cunxi nodded with satisfaction.

Finally, I didn't spend so long following him in vain, and I was finally able to draw inferences from one example.

"Then let's buy cheap goods and put them with the Apple brand."

Jin Wen returned to the original topic.

"These materials are too thin, and people will know they are fake as soon as they touch them. Since we are using someone else's brand, we can't risk smashing someone else's sign. Otherwise, the reputation of the real owner will be damaged, and we will be sued if someone comes to us."

"And using other people's brands is not a long-term solution. Our ultimate goal is to build our own brand by leveraging the reputation of Apple's clothes, so the quality of the jeans must be high. It doesn't matter if we make less money."

Li Cunxi's tone was a little more serious.

In the future, Long Country will not be short of garment factories, and it will not be short of him to open a factory to create more jobs for 800 people.

What's missing?

There is a lack of a mid-to-high-end clothing brand with good reputation and national identity.

And this is precisely a weapon that foreign countries have used to harvest the national wealth of the Dragon Kingdom for a long time.

These foreign brands enjoy low production costs in China and produce low-priced clothes, but sell them to Chinese people at prices ten times higher than the cost, wildly harvesting the money bags of Chinese people.

It’s not so much that foreigners make all the money.

He might as well build a good clothing brand as soon as possible. Who knows, he can also export it abroad and cut the leeks of foreigners.

"How to build it?"

Jin Wen asked curiously.

Li Cunxi stood up leisurely: "I'm hungry, let's eat first and talk while eating."

"it is good."

Jin Wen stood up.

At this time.

Wei Dazhuang took two quick steps, came to Li Cunxi's side, and whispered, "Someone is following us."