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Qi Ye looked at the bustling scene in the big shed. People were like dumplings being boiled in boiling water. Some people formed a circle and were packed tightly, and some people lined up in a long queue, standing on tiptoe to look around.

At the fair, the five big characters "Furniture Fair" written on the raised red banner were particularly eye-catching.

He couldn't help but leaned forward, summoned up his courage and said, "Sorry, Uncle Jiang, can you just stop here and put me down."

He wanted to see how the trade fair was held, and he would be able to set up one by then.

Seeing that he had an idea, Jiang Mo raised her eyebrows unsurprisingly.

To be honest, she had known for a long time that it was impossible to sell the linen in the canteen, and she had many ways to sell the linen in her heart.

However, she had to wait for Qi Ye to grow up.

He is the richest man, not her.

She can help him raise him, guide him, but she can't solve everything for him.

Seeing Qi Ye's pensive look, as if he had opened his mind, she also raised the corners of her lips and said: "Okay, then let's go to the fair, and then take the bus home by ourselves later. "

"...Manman, you go first, I won't trouble you to deliver it, if you have time, remember to write." She waved her hand at Tian Manxi.

These days, the telephones are all public, and everything depends on writing letters.

Tian Manxi waved reluctantly, "Then if you go to the provincial capital in the future, remember to play with me. I work at the People's Bank of the provincial capital, don't forget!"

Jiang Mo smiled, "Don't worry, I won't forget, if I go to the provincial capital, I will definitely remember."

After saying goodbye to Tian Manxi, Jiang Mo and Qi Ye began to visit the fair together.

Under this red shed, the booths are made of linoleum and iron pipes. Because they sell furniture, each booth is very wide, about ten meters long.

There are quite a few factories here to participate in the exhibition. In addition to the local enterprises in the county, there are also some from the provincial capital or neighboring counties.

There are those who sell large vertical wardrobes, mattresses, tea tables and sofas, and those who sell small furniture, such as chairs and benches.

People felt that it was a rarity, and crowded into booths one by one to watch.

Qi Ye saw a few young people moving a dining table to sell there, and a lot of people came to talk to them, orders came like snowflakes, and they received soft hands.

He looked enviously for a while, and couldn't help asking the owner of a booth, "Hello, I want to ask, if you want to set up a booth at this fair to sell your products, how do you sign up?"

The boss was also very kind. Although Qi Ye didn't buy anything and he was too busy, he still pointed, "Hey, did you see that man over there in a red woolen cardigan with a loudspeaker? He is our You can ask the person in charge of this fair, we paid him the money to set up a stall here."

"Thank you." Qi Ye hurriedly thanked him, and led the leisurely Jiang Mo through the crowds, towards the young man the boss pointed out.

After inquiring, I found out that if I wanted to set up a stall in a trade fair, I would have to pay a fee equivalent to the venue fee.

Trade fairs are usually booths arranged by the Federation of Industry and Commerce. At the beginning, they were used by public factories to deal with the backlog of goods. Because they are cheap to deal with, they are often sold out as soon as they come out.

Now that the market economy has been opened up, those self-employed and privately owned factories are eager to sign up to participate in the exhibition, and they can get many more orders every time.

This young man is a cadre of the Federation of Industry and Commerce, and his name is Dong Wenhao. According to him, the booths in these trade fairs are in short supply. Every time a trade fair ends and the next one has not started, many people come to him. Sign up.

"You want to sell linen? This thing is quite rare. No one has signed up to sell this before." Dong Wenhao flipped through his work record book and shrugged helplessly, "There was only a cloth exhibition a year ago. Come on, ten booths are all booked."

Dong Wenhao couldn't help, "You, it's better to wait until the Chinese New Year is over before registering. When the spring starts, there will definitely be more fairs."

Qi Ye still didn't give up, and left his contact information to Dong Wenhao, "Then, if someone suddenly gives up their qualifications to participate in the exhibition, please inform me again."

"Okay." Dong Wenhao agreed casually, but he didn't have any hope.

There are so many merchants who want to participate in the fair every day, Qi Ye didn't impress Dong Wenhao too much except for his good looks, strong figure and beautiful wife.

He even felt that Qi Ye didn't look like someone who knew how to do business.

These hasty words did not make Dong Wenhao pay attention to Qi Ye.

But what he didn't expect was that two days later, a big leader in the provincial capital personally called his immediate leader.

His immediate leader answered the phone respectfully, called him to the office again, and said solemnly: "What date is the fabric fair originally scheduled to open?"

Dong Wenhao was confused and said: "November 25. Leader, is this the time to change?"

"It doesn't take time, but the number of booths participating in this exhibition can be increased to twelve." The leader said with a serious face, "Did someone named Qi Ye apply to participate in this exhibition?"

Dong Wenhao was stunned, he couldn't remember for a while.

After all, there are too many merchants who want to sign up to please him every day.

Seeing Dong Wenhao trying to remember, the leader waved his hands and said, "Okay, you go down first, remember, Qi Ye must be among the twelve stalls."

After exhorting again, the leader let Dong Wenhao leave.

And Dong Wenhao also went back to his desk, flipped through his notebook desperately, and thought about it for a while before he remembered who Qi Ye was.

...It's him.

Dong Wenhao didn't expect that that silly kid who looked like he had such a big background?

Although the number of booths in this trade fair can be more or less, it does not violate any principles, but the sudden increase from the ten booths that have been reserved to twelve has to be studied and discussed at the meeting.

In a word, they have to reconvene the meeting, that silly boy is really a person.

After thinking about it again, Dong Wenhao dug out the contact information left by Qi Ye at that time, and decided to make a trip in person to avoid any troubles!

When Qi Ye and Jiang Mo returned to the town, they had already given up hope that they could participate in this fair a year ago.

Just wait until the beginning of next spring to sell the linens.

Qi Ye thought so, and every day was the same as before, opening a small shop as usual, cleaning the shelves, arranging the displays, tidying up and down the house, and making delicious food for Jiang Mo in different ways.

He didn't expect that when he was immersed in reading on the counter that day, a customer came in suddenly, and just subconsciously said "Welcome", when he looked up, he saw Dong Wenhao!

Dong Wenhao slung his military green backpack and said with a smile, "Comrade Qi Ye, the location of your canteen is easy to find."

"Director Dong, why are you here in person? Let's go! Go upstairs and have a cup of tea!" Qi Ye was polite and handed over the canteen to Luo Ping to take care of. He quickly invited Dong Wenhao to the living room upstairs and made some tea for him. A cup of green tea.

Dong Wenhao thought of Qi Ye's background, although he didn't know where he came from, he was even more in awe, and said very politely——

"Comrade Qi Ye, you are so polite. I am here this time to tell you good news!"

Qi Ye's eyes lit up, and he guessed immediately, "Is there a show at the fair?"

It seems that this silly boy really doesn't know?That is a noble person secretly helping.

Dong Wenhao didn't poke it. Since he didn't say anything above, he didn't need to talk too much. He just nodded and smiled: "Yes, this time the number of booths has suddenly increased to twelve. If you are lucky, you can allocate a booth for you. Exhibition."

His attitude towards Qi Ye was very gentle, with a friendly smile all over his face.

Qi Ye was also happy, rubbed his hands together, stretched out and said, "Thank you so much, Director Dong."

"Don't call me such a stranger, I should be a few years older than you, so just be cheeky and let you call me Brother Dong." Dong Wenhao smiled friendly.

"Then thank you very much, Brother Dong!" Qi Yejun blushed slightly, very excited, he did not expect the good things to come so easily, and he got the opportunity to participate in the fair all at once! "

"Qi Ye, let's make sure again, you still want to sell your linen, right?" Dong Wenhao took out his work notebook, and after starting to work, his attitude became rigorous and serious again.

"Well, sure." Qi Ye nodded, pursed his lips and said, "I have a lot of linen, there is a whole cart."

Dong Wenhao paused and reminded him, "Then you don't have to transport all your linen to the county seat, it's too troublesome, and when someone places an order for you, you can ship it directly from your warehouse, which can save some shipping costs A few. And you have such a big truck, you can’t put that many in the booth at the trade fair, so you can bring a dozen or twenty horses and let people see your goods. "

"Okay." Qi Ye's eyes were full of expectation.

In fact, there is one more important point that Dong Wenhao didn't say.

He felt that it was impossible for Qi Ye to sell these linens.

Having held so many trade fairs and seen so many products, Dong Wenhao is still very clear about the market trends of the people.

It's just that Qi Ye is looking forward to this exhibition so much, he seems to be full of hope, and Qi Ye's background is so big, he is also embarrassed to pour cold water on Qi Ye from the beginning.

What if Qi Ye is just for fun, not trying to make money but just having fun, that's not sure.

Dong Wenhao confirmed the time and place with Qi Ye again, and reminded him not to be late. He must arrive at the fair's site in the evening before the fair, and set up the booth in advance.

After Dong Wenhao left, Jiang Mo just woke up.

She had been vaguely hearing Qi Ye in the living room as if talking about a trade fair with someone, and when he and Qi Ye's people left, she fell asleep again.

At noon, she walked out of the room and found that Qi Ye was squatting beside the sofa, holding a pen and writing and drawing on the paper.

Seeing Jiang Mo coming out, he hurriedly put down his pen, "Are you hungry? The meal is ready. I'll serve it right away."

Today he was in a particularly good mood, Qi Ye couldn't help humming a little tune with his temper, and cooked a few troublesome dishes.

Such as gluten stuffed meat.

He kneaded the noodles with his own hands and made fried noodles. He fried the gluten into a golden crispy circle with a smooth surface and a hollow inside.

Then use chopsticks to stuff the stuffed meat into the gluten, put it in hot oil and fry it again to ensure that the meat will not come out, and then simmer to taste.

It’s a complicated dish, but it’s really delicious after being out of the pan. The crispy gluten becomes soft after being boiled, and it’s wrapped in a big ball full of meat filling with a rich sauce.

Take a bite, the juicy juicy meat drips to the tip of the tongue, and the soft and elastic gluten dances in the mouth. It is delicious with a bowl of fragrant white rice.

There is also pork ribs soup with bamboo shoots and mushrooms, which is also time-consuming to stew.

But this season happened to be the time to eat winter bamboo shoots, and Qi Ye collected a lot of big winter bamboo shoots that the villagers personally dug in the mountains, each of them was white and fat, and the cooking was even more tender, fresh, and extremely crisp.

Especially with the tender but not firewood ribs and the smooth mushroom stew, the delicious taste is all stewed into the thick and fragrant soup, drinking it in the stomach, it is hot, and it can't be too satisfying.

In addition to these two, Qi Ye also made a cauliflower dish in a dry pot. The cauliflower is a very laborious job to clean.

There is also a fried corn kernel, breaking the corn is also time-consuming and laborious.

However, Qi Ye is really happy today.

He served the rice and put some sweet potato steamed buns on the table, then picked up the chopsticks and picked up vegetables for Jiang Mo.

After a while, Jiang Mo's rice bowl was full of vegetables.

Jiang Mo glanced at him, "You seem to be very happy today."

Qi Ye pursed his lips. Without Jiang Mo's words, the corners of his eyes and brows had already been revealed.

Jiang Mo tilted her head, took a bite of the ribs and said, "Let me guess, you are... you suddenly have a place to go to the fair?"

"En." Qi Ye nodded heavily, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Jiang Mo also laughed, "Then what were you on the table just now?"

"I'm thinking about how to do a discount event, so that everyone can feel that linen is very cheap, and they can sell out the goods, and we can make a lot of money." Qi Ye is very smart. He looked at Jiang Mo before every discount event. If you want to do the math, you will learn a lot unconsciously.

When he was usually at the counter and had nothing to do, he also went to the county library to pick up a lot of books on probability theory and eagerly filled them up.

He doesn't want to have to work hard for his wife every time he does activities, it's very troublesome to calculate, if only he could figure it out.

So he just calculated for a long time, and he seemed to be about to figure it out soon!

Jiang Mo was still eating slowly, Qi Ye had already finished his meal absent-mindedly, and went to the coffee table to calculate his discount.

When Jiang Mo finished eating, he just figured it out.

He excitedly showed it to Jiang Mo, "Look, I should be right, right?"

Jiang Mo began to check carefully, while Qi Ye rolled up his sleeves, packed up the dishes, and went to the sink to wash while observing Jiang Mo's expression.

And Jiang Mo really took a serious look at Qi Ye's discount activities.

It has to be said that Qi Ye is indeed very talented. Although he only used a piece of draft paper and kept writing and erasing with a pencil, the final result was written neatly with a pen. , the title and format are quite modern event planning.

Jiang Mo looked at it, and he couldn't innovate the form of activities. He still only knew the promotional activities she had used before, such as "fight for a circle", "one plus one", "you agree, I'll pay".

But the recruiting is not new, as long as it works.

After checking the calculations, she smiled at Qi Ye, "That's right, according to your activity and pricing, if we sell all of them short, we can not only get back our capital, but also earn 4000 yuan."

Qi Ye saw Jiang Mo nod his head, and a stone fell to the ground, replaced by the excitement that he was about to fly into the sky.

These days, how difficult it is for ten thousand yuan households, there are not two in the entire county!There is not even one in the town!

And if he can earn [-] yuan in one trade fair, plus the money he makes from opening a small shop, he may become the first ten thousand yuan household in the town!

In order to prepare for this exhibition, Qi Ye really worked hard.

Of course, he didn't give up on the side of the commissary, he has been doing a good job, and he also received a franchise fee of [-] yuan.

It's a pity that only three people have joined so far. After all, the franchise fee is too expensive, and everyone has to think carefully about the money.

Leaving aside the matter of franchising, Qi Ye felt that the money coming from the trade fair would be the quickest.

And most importantly, to be able to sell the linen.

These linens have always been like a boulder on his heart, making him breathless, and what he thinks about day and night is that the fifteen hundred yuan can't just be thrown in his hands like this.

You know, how hard it is to earn fifteen hundred yuan.

His current small store is still doing very well after excluding those costs and expenses every month. This is the most famous place in the ten miles and eight towns. diverse.

The franchise fee is too much, [-] yuan, but it has been almost a year, and only three people have joined.

Besides, other people paid so much money, and he couldn't bear it. It was not easy for him to accept the money. At the beginning, he had to investigate, plan the decoration and shelf design, and then help design various discounts for the target groups around their canteen. Activities, and from time to time, I have to go to see how his canteen is doing, and see if there is any room for improvement.

Therefore, Qi Ye absolutely cannot allow these [-] yuan worth of linen to be wasted like this.

He even hated Qin Feiyue so much, he didn't understand why his uncle had such relatives, let alone why his uncle seemed to like Qin Feiyue more than him.

So after he went back to find his uncle, although he still had occasional correspondence with him, he never went to the provincial capital again.

He always said that he was too busy and didn't have much time to pass.

But he had to admit that there was a bigger reason in his mind that he didn't say anything.

That is, he was shocked when he saw Qin Feiyue, and even more nervous when he thought of the batch of linen that was about to rot in Xifeng Village.

Looking forward to the stars and looking forward to the moon, it finally came to November 24th.

Qi Ye set off from home early, and together with Jiang Mo, brought twenty bolts of linen to the fair.

It is relatively easy to set up the booth. The only difference is that Qi Ye has an extra lucky wheel next to the other booths. The discounts and grids on it are calculated by himself. Jiang Mo said that there is no problem, so he is very relieved.

Put two pieces of linoleum, place the iron pipe and cardboard, and the booth is set up like this.

Qi Ye and Jiang Mo took those linens back to the guest house and spent a sleepless night.

Of course, it's just that Qi Ye couldn't sleep, he tossed and turned, his heart beat faster at the thought of tomorrow's trade fair, and it was difficult to fall asleep.

And Jiang Mo still slept soundly.

But Qi Ye, a young man, has always been full of energy.

When he woke up the next day, he was more energetic than Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo specially bought him a new suit in the county yesterday. He wore a white shirt and black suit, put on shiny leather shoes, and tied a royal blue tie for him.

Jiang Mo pinched his muscular and muscular arms in satisfaction. Qi Ye's figure looks really good in a suit.

Fortunately, his muscles are not very bulging, but a leopard shape with beautiful and smooth lines, hidden under a suit shirt, like a collision between barbarism and civilization, with a bit more hormonal taste of abstinence.

There are also those two long legs and the waist of a male dog, which are also very beautiful.

Jiang Mo admired it for a while, then asked Qi Ye to turn around, and straightened his collar again.

Who would have thought that Qi Ye would put her on the wall in front of the mirror!

He propped one hand next to the large mirror on the wardrobe in the guest house, and circled a small area for her.

Looking down at her, the Adam's apple moved slightly, and the voice was hoarse, "Today... can I practice in advance?"

I used to practice in the evening.

But today, his heartbeat was so fast and he was so nervous, it seemed that every time he practiced with his wife, his whole body would be radiant and energetic.

Now, he feels that he especially needs to practice with his wife.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Mo blushed unbelievably after being punched so hard by him today.

She pushed hard on his chest, which was as hard as a wall, "Hurry up, or it will be too late!"

Qi Ye lowered his eyebrows and looked at the watch Jiang Mo gave him, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's too late, there are still four or ten minutes."

"..." Jiang Mo snorted softly, "Qi Ye, you dare to refute my words, don't you? You don't love me—"

The last syllable was held in his mouth by his lowered head, and she faltered, unable to speak again.

I don't know when, it seems that Qi Ye will no longer be so nervous that he doesn't know how to coax her when she is angry.

Although there will still be a thin layer of sweat from the hot palms, but that is when he is practicing with her by holding the back of her head or her slender waist.

He seems to have discovered that it doesn't matter whether she is really angry or fake.

As long as she started to practice, she would soften her voice and wrap her limbs around him weakly.

So the emotions that made him panic, bewildered, and worried will dissipate like a tide.

Like now.

She would only mess up the tie she had fastened for him, making slight folds on the chest of his shirt, and her eyes were full of beautiful mist.

...At this time, there are still 10 minutes before the start of the exhibition.