child prodigy at eighty

"It's someone else's factory. Department stores are willing to buy things from Shanghai. If there is no Shanghai, they will be state-run. If there is no state-run, there will be well-connected collectives. Our factory, alas, what do I tell you about this. "The old man sighed, maybe he was too lonely, he couldn't help falling out when someone asked, the factory was closed, his future days...

"Is your factory personal?" Gu Weifeng asked tentatively, he didn't even dare to think about it, he felt that he must have thought too much.

"Who dares to set up a factory in the street?" the old man said.

"Yes." He really thought too much.

"Then these are for sale?"

"This is my salary." The old man said with a bitter face, "I can't pay the money, so I can only use these things."

"Can I take a look?" Song Shiyu asked.

The old man handed him one: "Why, do you want it?"

Song Shiyu smiled and said nothing.

The frugal collar is actually a fake shirt collar. In this era, fabrics are in short supply, and people love beauty, so they invented a fake collar that is cheap, saves fabric and looks good.In addition to the collar, this frugal collar has a small piece of cloth on the front chest and back, and the two straps on the side are fixed to prevent it from running out. It looks good when worn inside a sweater.Because it conforms to the current concept of saving, it has a nice name, saving collar.

What Song Shiyu was holding in his hand was this kind of fake collar, which was exactly the same as what his father wore, no, it was more crisp than that kind of loose collar, and the workmanship was very good.He had heard his mother say that he couldn't make this stuff himself, because no one else could make it in a factory, so he could only buy it.

"Well done."

"You know it's okay too?" The old man took it back carefully and put it away, it's all money.

"My mother said, whether the shirt is good or not, first look at the collar. The most important thing to test in making a fake collar is the craftsmanship. Your collar will look good if you wear it straight." Song Shiyu chatted with the old man.

"That's right, it's all made by my little girl, so there's nothing to say about the craftsmanship." Speaking of the girl's craftsmanship, the old man was very proud, "I think several factories wanted my girl back then, and my girl insisted on being taken with me. The factory didn’t work, so this one took me in, and then I joined this Hongqi clothing store. My girl was one of the two in the factory, and none of the twenty or so people were dissatisfied. You don’t know how much those neighbors envy me, To have such a girl in this life is worth it."

"You girl is capable and filial, you are blessed." Gu Weifeng said sincerely.

"That's not what everyone says." The old man turned pale, "I will enjoy the blessing of my little girl."

The two wanted to make the old man happy, and they talked about some funny things together, which made the old man laugh all night.

The next day Song Shiyu asked how to sell the fake collar, and the old man took one and wanted to give it to him, but he shook his head directly: "I mean everything."

"All?" The old man thought he heard it wrong.

"Yes, all of them."

"You kid, don't joke with the old man, it's not a fifteen cent thing." The old man still didn't believe it.

"So, my family wants it. How much do you have here? Give us a purchase price, and we will ask for everything that suits us."

The old man was a bit decent when he heard what he said, and he looked at Gu Weifeng, and saw Gu Weifeng nodded: "Yes."

He wanted to believe but did not believe what the two hairy children said, and said directly: "Here are 120 saving collars, 53 printed handkerchiefs, fake collars for [-] cents each, and handkerchiefs for [-] cents each. It is [-] yuan and [-] cents in total. You can buy them." Can you afford it?"

Just as Song Shiyu was about to open his mouth, Gu Weifeng said first, "Let's go and get things done in the factory first, and I'll come back to you later. These are the buns I bought at the state-run store. You can eat them while they're hot."

The old man couldn't tell if he was disappointed, he took the bun and stopped talking.

"Why don't you let me buy it?" Song Shiyu didn't understand why he pulled himself out.

"You came here just to do business?" Gu Weifeng finally understood why he insisted on coming, the co-author didn't want to come out to play at all.

"Of course, otherwise how can money make money?" Song Shiyu said as a matter of course.

"Have you brought money?"

"Look." Song Shiyu opened the cloth schoolbag to show him, a neat bundle of money was placed inside, which couldn't be more obvious.

Gu Weifeng hurriedly closed it for him, looked around and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing with so much money?"

"Money begets money, haven't you already said that?" Why did you ask Che Jilu again?

"Does your family know?" Oh my god, what if his family thinks they are lying to him?Isn't this hurting him!

"The money doesn't need their consent, as long as I agree."

"You, I don't even know what to say about you!"

"Then don't say anything, do you still want to make money?"

"What kind of money do you earn? I'm scared to death." Gu Weifeng was very anxious, "That's not a decimal number. If you think about it clearly, what should you do if you can't sell it?"

"How could it not be sold? I've thought about it. I can't buy big ones with this little money, and the small ones are useless. This savings collar is just right. Department stores generally save [-] cents a piece, and those from Shanghai need One yuan, my father made my mother talk about it because of the extra [-] cents, let's go back and buy [-] cents, do you think anyone wants it?"

"Even if you can sell it, we just came here, who knows if what the old man said is true or not, what if it doesn't belong to him?"

"He can still lie to us?" Song Shiyu opened his eyes wide, it's impossible, he couldn't feel the old man's malice at all.

"Then who knows, we must be cautious, we'd better inquire about it before we talk about it." Gu Weifeng foolishly said, "We can see if there are other good things, in case you want something else ?”

"Okay, you are right." Song Shiyu reluctantly agreed.

Gu Weifeng wiped off a cold sweat that didn't exist, but he was temporarily coaxed, it really scared people to death.

Song Shiyu brought a large amount of property to him, Gu Weifeng only dared to walk on the road with people, this guy even went to places where there are many people, he had to guard against people bumping into him, and he was distracted looking at his bag , I was afraid of losing and stealing, I was so tired, I swore I would never take this troublemaker out again, and I said that I would not bring it with me.

After a long time, the two of them went to the parts factory to pick up the goods in the afternoon. Gu Weifeng led them to the bus station, and got on the bus that was going to the train station.

Song Shiyu didn't even look at the station sign, he pulled it up and got on, and when he got to the train station, he didn't move.

"You forgot something."

"What?" Gu Weifeng pretended to be stupid.

Song Shiyu went back without saying a word, and ignored him.

Gu Weifeng knew at a glance that he was in a hurry, "Wait, wait."

Song Xiaosan squinted at him, but didn't speak.

"Have you really thought about it? If you don't make it right, it's not a matter of beating up." He emphasized again.

"You just say whether to go or not."

"Go." I'm really afraid of you.

When the two took another bus and arrived at the place, they saw the uncle tying the cardboard box to the bicycle, and a woman with curly hair in her thirties next to him said to him: "I'll say it's unreliable, You really believe it. No one will come by now, give up."

"Master, wait!" Gu Weifeng shouted.

"Here we come." The uncle's voice was full of surprise, and he took two steps forward excitedly.

"I'm really sorry, we have something to delay." Song Shiyu apologized: "This aunt is your girl, she looks like a neat person, I'm really sorry." Turning back and glaring at Gu Weifeng, it's all you, and then Evening goods are gone.

The aggrieved Gu Weifeng silently accepted the complaints from his friends.

"You are the ones who want to buy saving collars?" The woman was full of doubts.

"Auntie, can't we buy it?" Song Shiyu asked with a smile.

"Yes, what can't be." The woman is also a refreshing person, "Tell me what it looks like at the door, let's go in and talk." After speaking, she took the lead and pushed the car back.

During the daytime, the factory was really deserted, except for the gatehouse at the entrance, there were several larger rooms inside, the doors were wide open, and there was no one there, only a few sewing machines and other machines that were idle.

"How much do you want to buy?" the woman asked directly.

"I want to take a look at your thrift collar first. I was in a hurry yesterday, so I didn't see it clearly." Song Shiyu opened his schoolbag and showed her: "I brought the money."

The father and daughter were reassured when they saw the dozen of money, with big smiles on their faces, the uncle said with a smile, "Sit down and watch slowly, I'll boil some hot water for you."

"I'm Song Shiyu, and he's Gu Weifeng, what's your aunt's name?" Song Shiyu chatted with the woman while looking at the goods.

"My name is Huang Ni, you can just call me Aunt Huang." The woman also took the opportunity to inquire about their affairs: "You have come out to do business at such a young age, don't worry at home."

"It's just that the adults in our family can't leave to help them with errands. This thing is also bought for the family, otherwise we wouldn't be able to get such a large sum of money, right?" Gu Weifeng continued, clearly telling them his whereabouts and doing errands. Bad idea.

How could Huang Ni, who is almost 30 years old, not be able to understand the meaning of his words, she smiled indifferently: "I just said, there is no way to let children do business by themselves."

Then he asked Song Shiyu, who was looking at the goods, "What do you think? The quality of our goods is definitely better than that of Shanghai Dachang."

"It looks good, but why not produce it?" Song Shiyu asked directly.

"This is a matter from above, and I can't explain clearly." Huang Ni shook her head.

"Then if we want to buy next time, don't we have to find someone else? It's so troublesome." Song Shiyu wrinkled his nose and said.

"You can come to me directly next time." When Huang Ni heard that there will be a next time, she immediately answered, "My family lives not far from Daliu Lane. You can find out when you go in and ask."

"Let's not talk about these, let's talk about the price first." Gu Weifeng interrupted them.

"Save and get one, our ex-factory price is 120 cents, a total of 8 pieces, and the ex-factory price of printed handkerchiefs is 51 cents, a total of [-] pieces. If you want the handkerchief, you will count your six cents as a head, a total of [-] yuan or [-] cents." Huang Ni The price was calculated earlier, it was a few dollars higher than their top salary, and of course it was the ex-factory price.

"Aunt Huang, sometimes cloth is used to cover wages in my father's factory, which is much lower than the ex-factory price. Don't fool me." Song Shiyu smiled, put down the things in his hand, and said slowly: "I am saving money. If you want to do long-term business, if you are not serious, you can’t talk about it.”

Huang Ni's heart shuddered, how could this child be more intimidating than their factory manager when he spoke with a straight face.The little thought was seen through, and she immediately put away her contempt, and explained: "The ex-factory price is indeed the ex-factory price, you can go out and inquire casually, I, Huang Ni, will never fool anyone. But you may say that the price is low for us, but The handkerchief has already been folded for you, so it really didn't take advantage of you."

"Then Auntie Huang will treat it as the first time we cooperate, and there must always be some concessions. Everyone has a lottery." Song Shiyu smiled, and he was clearly talking about the most expensive business, but with an indescribably clear and noble air, as if in Tea party with some famous gentleman.

"Okay, Xiao Song has already said so, Auntie will give you this face, save one piece and reduce it by five points, nothing less."

"make a deal."

In the end, he counted the money in his hand, and it was five yuan short. He forgot to give the five yuan to his brother, and bought souvenirs at the store on the way...

At the critical moment, Gu Weifeng silently took out five cents.

In the end, Song Shiyu got everything for 51 yuan.

On this day, they even paid for the meals, leaving only the money for the return ticket.