I lost my vegetative state, and I became the richest man in the world

Chapter 400 The First Batch of 1-Yen Households! 【[-]】

Yang Ming was really surprised to see a few aunts selling clothes here.

After all, this is 1979, not the 90s, and certainly not after 2000.

The clothes here still seem to be mainly gray, black, and navy blue, and there are not many of them. They are just placed on ordinary racks, and then these new clothes are placed here.

Occasionally, other citizens passing by came to have a look, or asked the price, and left if they found it inappropriate.

Yang Ming knew that these clothes should not be mass-produced by garment factories, but produced by his own family or small private workshops.

"Pretty boy."

Seeing Yang Ming walking over wearing sunglasses, he wanted to ask Yang Ming to buy clothes.

Looking at the clothes Yang Ming and the others are wearing, the quality of the clothes is much better than what they sell here.Judging by the clothes these people wear, they definitely look down on their clothes.

"Pretty girl, can I touch your clothes?" An aunt who sells clothes looked at Zhong Chuhong and asked.

"can."

The aunt who sold the clothes touched Zhong Chuhong's skirt, and felt that the quality was different when she touched it. It was very soft and comfortable to the touch. She had not seen a skirt made of this kind of fabric in China.

"Pretty girl, where did you buy your clothes?"

"Xiangjiang."

It turned out that Xiangjiang bought it, no wonder.

"How much does that cost?"

how much is it?
The skirts worn by Ah Zhu and Zhong Chuhong are really not cheap, at least they may require a month's salary of ordinary people in China to afford them.

Zhong Chuhong said a number, and the aunt who sold the clothes was very surprised.

"Auntie, how much do you sell this dress for?"

"I sell a set here for 6 yuan."

6 yuan a set?
Based on the current domestic salary, it is indeed not cheap. In other words, it is equivalent to a month's salary and can only buy a few sets of new clothes.

"However, the vest and undershirt only cost 8 cents each."

The white and red vests are very thin and cool and comfortable to wear in summer. The undershirt is also made of pure cotton, but it is more sweat-absorbent, and it is also more comfortable to wear in summer.

Yang Ming picked it up to look at it, and found that the quality was actually quite good. It was much cheaper for ordinary people to buy and wear than the 'Zeliang' set just now.

Yang Ming's identity, of course he wouldn't wear it.

On the contrary, Zhang Guohua's bodyguards thought it was very good. He wanted to buy some to bring back to Xiangjiang to wear, and even send them back to relatives in his hometown.

Although Lin Dezhong has prepared new clothes for them.

"Mr. Yang, I want to buy some to take back to Xiangjiang, and I want to buy some to send to my family."

The main reason is that Zhang Guohua and others think that 8 cents a piece is not bad. If they buy it in a department store in Yanjing, they may need a higher price.

What they eat, drink, and use are all covered by the state.However, they also have a monthly salary of [-] yuan, which was sent back to their family before.

This time they went south to protect Mr. Yang, and the higher-ups gave each of them a special subsidy of 50 yuan, which they always carried with them.

Yang Ming didn't expect that these people would still need to buy clothes.

Chen Zhenhua reminded: "Guohua, our Yang family has distributed new clothes."

Chen Zhenhua really didn't expect Zhang Guohua and the others to fancy these clothes.

"Then buy it."

When the aunts who sold clothes heard that Zhang Guohua and others were interested, they immediately became very enthusiastic about selling clothes.

They even took out a lot from the big bag at the back, all of which were vests and undershirts. They originally sold them to others for 0.8 yuan a piece, but now they buy a lot at one time, and they can bargain. They plan to sell them for 0.6 yuan a piece. Lose.

Zhang Guohua and others also have more brothers in their family, and now they have bought a lot.

"You don't want it?"

Yang Ming looked at Chen Zhenhua and asked.

"Boss, I'm not used to wearing those."

Many people who have just immigrated to Xiangjiang also like to wear this kind of vest and undershirt.

Like the gangster Zhang Ziqiang who appeared in the 90s, he just likes to wear a red vest.

Chen Zhenhua and others grew up in Xiangjiang. There are too many clothes to choose from there, so there is no need to buy these.

When Zhang Guohua and the others finished buying.

These aunts who sell clothes are even happier. Zhang Guohua and the others each bought a dozen or twenty pieces, which means that they have been doing business here for almost a week.

Of course happy to make money.

"Auntie, how many pieces do you usually sell here?"

Yang Ming asked.

"A dozen or so."

A dozen or so items are not bad for them.

Each piece can earn [-] cents, and a dozen pieces can earn three or four yuan.

Counting it down for a month, I really made a lot of money.

Yang Ming did a simple calculation and was a little surprised.

These aunts who sell clothes, after a month, don't they have hundreds of dollars in net profit?

"Auntie, do you make hundreds of yuan a month?"

"Almost! It's better during Chinese New Year. During that time, I can earn two to three hundred yuan a month."

This time, Yang Ming didn't have anything else.

Mr. Shen and Secretary Zhang were surprised.

None of their salaries are that high.

Although the state provides food and housing, it is only a few dozen yuan a month.

These aunts who sell clothes have a net profit of tens or hundreds of dollars a month.

The two were really surprised.

It's too lucrative.

If Mr. Yang hadn't taken them out for a walk, they wouldn't have known that selling clothes was so profitable.

Yang Ming nodded, he thought it was normal.

That's what selling clothes is all about.

Later, several wholesale markets for buying and selling clothes in Yangcheng produced a large number of households with ten thousand yuan at the earliest, and later the wholesale markets for selling clothes produced a large number of millionaires, even multi-millionaires.

Many more, even from the provinces, are not local.

Yang Ming didn't think it was a big deal. Ah Zhu and Zhong Chuhong were also a little surprised, because domestic prices are very low now, which means that the higher the income, the better the quality of life.

"Auntie, your business is good, it's better than working in a state-owned enterprise to get a solid job."

"How can there be an iron rice bowl? The iron rice bowl doesn't have to do anything. We just wait for the salary to be paid every month. We have to go out every day to set up a stall, which is exposed to the sun and rain. At that time, there will be more vendors selling clothes, and it will not be so good. I made a profit, I heard that there are some new garment factories in Guancheng, and the prices there are lower, but it is more difficult to go from Yangcheng to Guancheng.” The aunt who sold the clothes inadvertently Said.

A garment factory in Guancheng?

Yang Ming guessed that this must be foreign capital.

Either it is a garment factory from Xiangjiang, or a garment factory from other places.

With a large number of machines like these garment factories, the production cost is naturally much lower than that of the current state-owned garment factories in China, or even small private workshops.

In this case, their prices naturally have a great advantage, and the wholesale price is naturally very low.

"Guancheng and Pengcheng should have both," Yang Ming said.

"Then it looks like I'll have to ask the dead ghost at home to get the goods there." said the aunt who sold the clothes.

When Zhang Guohua and the others counted their clothes, they seemed very happy.

These clothes are all new, and sending them back to my hometown to my brothers, relatives and friends is quite a face.

"Secretary Zhang, do you know where I can send clothes?"

"Postal. The postal service in Yangcheng can send it."

Secretary Zhang said.

"Zhang Guohua, you go and send the clothes back first, just go back to the Friendship Hotel and wait for me."

"Mr. Yang, we want to protect your safety."

Yang Ming saw them carrying so many clothes, how could he protect him?
What's more, people like Chen Zhenhua are here now.

"No, you go and do your own thing first."

"Yes, Mr. Yang."

Zhang Guohua and others seemed very happy.

They also bought those vests and undershirts for Lin Guoqiang who was far away in Xiangjiang.

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