Return to 1958 and build a century-old giant

Chapter 6: The fierce appearance is revealed
Yang Wendong didn't care. Instead, he smiled and said, "So fast? It seems that some people still have some vision!"

"Are you not angry?" Su Yiyi asked curiously.

Yang Wendong shook his head and said, "Why are you angry? I can't interfere with others. You found that others make money in a certain way, don't you want to learn it?"

When he started making mousetraps, Yang Wendong knew that if he could make some money from this thing, other people would definitely learn from him.

Even if there is no such person in the dormitory, the place where you sell the products or even your own customers may do these things.

"I also feel it's not good, but there's really nothing we can do about it," Zhao Liming also said.

Yang Wendong went on to say: "In theory, a new thing can be patented to restrict others from imitating it, but we don't need to consider this now."

He doesn't even have enough money to eat and drink every day, so where does he get the money to register a patent?
Moreover, it is not certain whether a handmade item like a mousetrap can be registered as a patent.

"What is a patent?" Zhao Liming didn't understand.

Yang Wendong shook his head and said, "Don't worry about it. When it's really useful in the future, you will understand it naturally."

When I have the ability to start a real industrial business in the future, I will naturally register a patent. No matter how effective it is, I must first gain a sense of justice, at least to prevent others from using the patent law to backfire on me.

"Yeah." Zhao Liming did not ask any more questions. Over the past few days, he felt that his brother Dong seemed to have become very profound and knowledgeable.

Su Yiyi said again: "Then what should we do now?"

"We'll do what we have to do!" Yang Wendong said with a smile, "Go take a look at the vegetable market or some small commodity markets. There are so many of the same things. Aren't people just doing business normally?"

"Yeah, let's sell mousetraps together?" Zhao Liming thought about it and felt that it was no big deal.

Yang Wendong added: "Besides, it is also very difficult to do business. Do you really think it is so easy to sell a product?"

When running a small business, the most important thing is cheap supply, but this is only for those who already do business.

For most ordinary people, the most important thing is to make up their mind. This first step is the most difficult to take.

Zhao Liming nodded and said, "Yes, just to go to the market to set up a stall, you have to pay money every day, give up your normal job, and keep talking to people. Only Brother Dong can do it. If it were me, I wouldn't even dare to think about it."

"Well, so don't worry too much." Yang Wendong shook his head and said, "Among a hundred ordinary people, not even one can make up his mind to do business. Most people don't dare to take a gamble, nor do they dare to change their current lives.

As for those who do other businesses, unless their previous business fails, they will not do other businesses casually. "

Su Yiyi thought about it and felt that it made some sense, and then said, "But after a long time, there will always be someone who will do it and do it well, right?"

"Of course." Yang Wendong agreed: "So we should take advantage of now to make more money."

Zhao Liming asked again: "Brother Dong, there is another question. Is there always a limit to the number of people willing to buy?"

"Smart!" Yang Wendong said with a smile: "The demand in Hong Kong is huge, but if we always sell in the wet market, we can only sell to people around us.

So we have to find a way to sell it to other places in the future.”

"How much?" Su Yiyi asked.

"I don't know!" Yang Wendong shrugged. He really didn't know. He added, "No matter what happens in the future, we just need to work hard one day at a time."

No matter how well the mousetrap is made, it can only prevent the mouse from starving to death. Don't even think about anything else.

Zhao Liming said, "Okay, I'll go make some more mousetraps this afternoon.

By the way, Ayu will be back soon, do you want to ask him to come along?"

"Don't do it yet. The quantity we can make exceeds the sales volume. If we bring him here, we have to pay him and it will also delay his normal work. Let's talk about it when we can sell more." Yang Wendong said. Unlike the social environment a few decades later, where everyone can survive independently, many people in this era have been very united since childhood. This is also the reason why villages and families were very popular in Hong Kong and even in the early days of reform in the mainland.

There are no families in the dormitory, but in order to survive here and keep their own small residence, many small groups have been formed.

The same goes for Yang Wendong. In addition to Zhao Liming, there is another person named Lin Haoyu. The three teenagers together, back to back, guard themselves and their loved ones.

However, under normal circumstances, everyone lives their own life. Lin Haoyu and his family went to a nearby warehouse to do odd jobs earlier.

Zhao Liming nodded and said, "Okay."

"Let's go and continue transporting bamboo." Yang Wendong said again.

It is true that the income from setting up a small stall is much better than working anywhere else, but it is just enough to make ends meet.

But at the moment, he doesn't have any other good options, so he can only take things one step at a time.

……

The next day, Yang Wendong and Zhao Liming came to the vegetable market again and started their daily work.

At noon, the gangster boy A Biao came over, patted Yang Wendong on the shoulder, and said, "Boy, you're lucky. The boss agreed to buy 200 of your mousetraps to try first!"

"Okay, thank you Brother Biao, I promise to deliver the things soon." Yang Wendong said with a smile.

"Well, here is 10 yuan, which can be considered as a deposit. When you deliver the things later, I will give you the rest. However, this is based on our agreement, so don't forget it." A Biao said again.

"No problem, I'll send it over the day after tomorrow." Yang Wendong took the 10-yuan note, which was the largest note he had ever touched in his life.

"Okay, then I'm leaving." After saying that, A Biao left with a younger brother.

Zhao Liming whispered, "I didn't expect these people would actually give money!"

"Of course he doesn't want to, but he's not stupid." Yang Wendong also whispered, "This Dong Vegetable Market is so big, the boss behind it can make a lot of money just by collecting rent, it's impossible for him to directly rob the goods of us vendors, that would be a loss of the big picture."

"Yes, the stalls in the vegetable market pay more than us. How much money does this market make in a day?" Zhao Liming said with emotion.

"Don't think about it. Let's go back and make bamboo tubes first." Yang Wendong was not planning to set up the stall anymore.

It was difficult to sell before, but now there is a big order, so naturally we have to speed up production.

"Okay." Zhao Liming also understood the reason.

The two of them went back immediately and then devoted themselves to making the mousetrap.

……

On the third day, Yang and Zhao each carried a shoulder pole with two large frames in front and back, and carried the goods to the vegetable market.

As soon as I reached the door, I saw A Biao, the person I was looking for.

However, at this moment, he had a ferocious look on his face and was punching and kicking a thin man about 40 years old.

The beaten man was lying on the ground, groaning and screaming. There was a lot of blood around him. Next to him was a girl of about seven or eight years old, crying frantically, "Stop hitting my dad."

"Damn it, you bastard, pay the money quickly, or I'll sell your daughter." A Biao cursed angrily.

(End of this chapter)