Urban super stall system

Chapter 2 Selling Underpants

"Five pairs of men's underwear can cure all prostate diseases; five pairs of women's underwear can cure all gynecological diseases."

"Hiss" Yang Yu took a breath of air.

If it is true as the system says, then these are not underwear, they are clearly a panacea.

"However, the host please remember the rules of the floor space for the cargo space, and cannot express the quality and advantages of the product to others in any way. Otherwise, the cargo will be confiscated and the system will automatically clear it and disappear."

Yang Yu: "."

"Then what is the other system?" Yang Yu asked curiously.

"The sales space teaches the host the most advanced sales skills in the first universe from shallow to deep, and sets up a stall to sell goods worth less than the price."

Yang Yu: "."

The developed planet really knows how to play!
"Where are those ten pairs of underwear?" Yang Yu finally asked.

"Does the host want it now?"

"Yes." Yang Yu was curious.

A spinning black hole suddenly appeared in front of Yang Yu's eyes. The spinning speed became faster and faster, and the black hole became brighter and brighter. Then, ten pairs of underwear were thrown on Yang Yu's face.

so amazing?No wonder they are from the First Galaxy.

Yang Yu sighed.

Just as Yang Yu was looking at the underwear in his hand, his cell phone rang with a text message. When he took it out, it turned out to be a notice from the company's human resources department: "In view of employee 109527 Yang Yu's violation of company regulations, the company has made a decision to expel him. Please inform him within three days." If you go to the company to pack your personal belongings, overdue will be regarded as a waiver.”

"Damn it!" Yang Yu threw the phone on the bed. Even though he had the system at this time, his mood worsened again.

Early the next morning, after the last examination, the hospital confirmed that there was no problem with Yang Yu's brain, and released him from the hospital.When I got home, I found that my things had been thrown at the door of the room, and the electronic door lock had changed the initial password and unlock password.

"It's so fast." Yang Yu smiled bitterly.

If it’s normal, it doesn’t matter. Now there are so many rental apps, which are fast and convenient, and there is no intermediary fee.But unfortunately, Yang Yu's current savings of 1 yuan has been replaced by ten pairs of underwear. He has more than 300 yuan, which is not enough to rent a single room together.

Fortunately, people are drifting in the rivers and lakes, how can they have no friends, Yang Yu can only find his college classmate and best friend Zhang Yong.Zhang Yong was a computer salesman, and he was at work. Without further ado, he called Yang Yu over, and told Yang Yu the password to open the door.

Zhang Yong was a bachelor, so he rented a room and a living room. Yang Yu was very conscious and cleared out the sofa in the living room, and then began to plan the location of the stall.

First of all, it must be in a crowded place, and second, in order to prevent urban management, the time can only be set at night.Enter the two key points of "lively" and "night market" into the city Baidu, and nearly a hundred places popped up.Yang Yu screened the distance again, and finally settled on Dongdeng Street.

At this time, the mechanical sound of the system sounded: "In order to prevent brand effect, the stall location can only be used once."

"You are really thoughtful." Yang Yu gave a thumbs up.

“The more stalls are set up, the more restrictions there will be.”

If it weren't for the system or the unchanging cold mechanical sound, Yang Yu would definitely comment on it as "shameless".

In the evening, when Zhang Yong came home, Yang Yu had already ordered takeaway and waited for him.The two chatted while eating, and Zhang Yong realized what had happened. He couldn't help but patted the table and said angrily, "Bitch!"

Zhang Yong is 1 meters tall and weighs 85 kilograms. He is tall and fat.

"Forget it, it's a good thing to recognize it early."

"Yang Zi, why don't we beat up Pan Ke at night?" Zhang Yong discussed with Yang Yu, wanting to vent his anger on his good friend.

"It's not worth it." Yang Yu shook his head.

"Okay, what are you going to do now?" Zhang Yong asked with concern.

"Set up a street stall."

Zhang Yong was taken aback for a moment, but then nodded: "It's okay now that the country encourages the street stall economy. Then what are you going to sell?"

"Underwear." Yang Yu didn't think about it at all.

Zhang Yong: "Get out."

Zhang Yong thought that Yang Yu was joking, but unexpectedly, Yang Yu really set off with a backpack on his back at eight o'clock in the evening.Zhang Yong is such a righteous person, he must keep up.He smiled and asked, "Have you got all the goods?"

"of course."

"Is it really selling underwear? How many pairs can you carry in this backpack?" Zhang Yong still didn't believe it.

"Ten rules." Yang Yu kept telling the truth.

"Ten pieces?" Zhang Yong couldn't believe it even more. How could there be a street stall selling only ten pieces of underwear?
As a result, when he came to Dongdeng Street, Yang Yu found an open space, opened his backpack, spread a red cloth, and put ten pairs of unpacked underwear on the red cloth.

"Pfft!" Zhang Yong vomited blood and touched Yang Yu's forehead, "Are you crazy because of a broken relationship, heavy injuries?"

"You're crazy." Yang Yu shook off Zhang Yong's hand, "Be serious, we are doing business."

"Okay." Zhang Yong really didn't know what kind of medicine was being sold in Yang Yu's gourd, and asked suspiciously, "Is the profit from ten pairs of underwear enough for your daily living expenses?"

"Enough." Yang Yu wasn't sure, and then asked the system in his mind, "Can street stall funds be used in real life?"

"Of course." The system affirmed, "However, it is recommended that the host buy the items he likes, because real money cannot be injected into the street stall fund."

Yang Yu nodded, took out the cardboard cut out in the afternoon, and began to write and draw.

"Brother Yang Zi, how much profit do you make from a pair of underwear? Ten pairs can guarantee a day's living expenses? Are you not good at math, or do I know too little about underwear?" At this time, Zhang Yong asked.

Then, Yang Yu put the written cardboard up next to the stall: god-level underwear, 5000/piece.

Zhang Yong's eyeballs were about to pop out, he rubbed his eyes, continued to look, rubbed, looked again, and when he felt that there was nothing wrong with his eyes, he picked up a pair of underwear and handed it in front of Yang Yu: "5000?"

Yang Yu nodded.

"You're really crazy, brother, let's go, let's go to a mental hospital for a checkup, don't be afraid, it's normal for urban people to have mental illness." Zhang Yong threw away his underwear and took Yang Yu's hand.

"Get out, don't disturb my business." Yang Yu smiled and pushed Zhang Yong.

"Let's see, I see, how do you sell your underwear!" Zhang Yong sat down on the side of the street next to him, and took out his mobile phone to play.

I also want to know how to sell it.
Yang Yu could only smile wryly in his heart.

After a while, a street vendor came to the left of Yang Yu, a middle-aged man, who sold socks for ten yuan and five pairs. After setting up the goods, he sat on the stool he had brought.He was about to say hello to Yang Yu who was next to him, but when he saw that there were only ten pairs of underwear on Yang Yu's stall, and seeing the contents on the cardboard, he felt that it was best to play with himself and not provoke psychopaths or mavericks.

Not long after, a middle-aged woman selling fruit with a small cart came to the right. She was taken aback when she saw the content on Yang Yu's cardboard, and then kindly reminded: "Handsome guy, your price is wrong. gone."

(End of this chapter)