Abandoned the Immortal Cultivator, returned to his hometown to farm and sing

Chapter 1101 1092. Evil...

There was no ceremony for the opening of the commodity city.

The so-called opening ceremony is just opening the door and releasing a bunch of balloons.

The best possible makeshift.

But the situation now does not allow for any ceremony.

As soon as the door opened, a huge crowd of people rushed in, like a zombie siege.

If it weren't for a group of military and police maintaining order, a fight would have broken out at the door.

Scary.

As a result, the captain and the others hid aside stupidly and did not dare to go in.

After standing there for more than ten minutes, and waiting until almost everyone had gone in, they finally found an opportunity to enter the tent area.

After entering, there is an open space with several carts scattered around.

It looks like this was the place where the carts were used before, and it seems to have been cleared out.

Going further in, the noisy sound and the quarreling are enough to make a person fall over.

It was already crowded before we even got to the stall.

It was only the first stall, but it was already packed with people.

Ninety percent of them were women, pushing and shoving, whining and scumming, and many of them were waving their arms and holding money in their hands.

What is this selling? Why is it so popular?
The captain and the others didn't dare to squeeze in, but they were curious.

The cameraman raised the camera, adjusted the focus and looked inside.

The roll-up banner in front of the stall had [XX Home Furnishings] written in both Chinese and Arabic, and the pictures were all of quilt covers, bed sheets and so on.

It turned out to be selling bedding.

In the crowd, in front of the stall, there was a capable and elegant oriental female salesperson with her arms outstretched, hanging six or seven bed sheets on them and she was introducing them. It seemed to be their main product.

The captain's equipment is pretty good and can receive radio signals in a directional manner.

I could hear what the salesman said.

It seems that he is not very proficient in foreign languages. He speaks a mixture of Chinese, English and Arabic, speaking word by word.

But that didn't stop her from speaking passionately.

Showing her bedding, four-piece bedding sets, made of ice silk, cool to the touch, washable, cool but not icy, fresh and breathable, delicate to the skin, hundreds of colors...

She even held up the bed sheet for the surrounding customers to touch.

At this moment, she opened her arms like an angel, and the sheets looked like wings. The crowd seemed like believers, shouting and stretching out their hands to touch the angel's wings.

Every woman who was touched exclaimed, and their faces had all kinds of strange expressions, but they all expressed excitement.

He even put his face close to it, feeling it carefully, and was reluctant to let go for a long time, then was pulled away by the person behind him.

This is the Middle East, a tropical desert, hot and dry.

I learned before that many of the people who came today are foreign workers, and not every household has air conditioning. Even in Dubai, the penetration rate of air conditioning is only 50%.

Foreign workers are not considered human beings and no one cares about them.

Even if there is air conditioning, it may not work well. The electrical equipment in the area where foreign workers live is also unattended and many of them are aging.

This is Dubai, the surrounding countries are even worse.

So who wouldn't like or need this kind of bed sheet that doesn't require electricity or water and can cool itself down?

And I haven’t seen it before.

This manufacturer's selection is absolutely amazing.

After hearing the introduction, the accompanying translator wanted to squeeze in and buy two sets.

The captain quickly pulled him back, saying that they were all women and it was inappropriate to squeeze in.

I was a little curious and asked, "Don't you have ice silk sheets here?"

The translation said, “Yes.”

"Then why are they still trying to grab it? Why do they look like they have never seen it before?" the captain asked again.

The translator shrugged. "Only in the import store in Futaim. Made in Italy. Three hundred dollars a sheet."

The captain swallowed and thought to himself, this is really evil, they only cheat rich people.

He has seen Futaim, a large shopping mall in Dubai, next to the Burj Khalifa. It is super huge and there is a ski resort inside. Can you believe it? It's in Dubai, in the desert.

You can imagine what's sold there. It has nothing to do with these poor people, so they won't go there.

"It must be cheaper here," the translator added excitedly.

It just so happened that right after that, the saleswoman called out the price.

Then, it dealt a heavy blow to the captain and the audience in the live broadcast room.

A familiar and evil marketing method - group buying.

Appeared in Dubai.

"A standard 159-meter-tall, four-piece set, four pieces, bed sheets, quilt covers and two pillowcases. If you buy it alone today, it's only 139 after discount. Bring one more person, two people buy together for 119, bring two more people, three people buy together, only 119! ! Only one set per person! Only today!"

I heard that it was only 159, and I could get a discount if I brought people with me, 20 off for one person, 40 off for two people.

Those women are crazy.

They squeezed out while screaming.

The captain watched helplessly as an old lady in a robe came out of the crowd, ran straight to a Middle Eastern man in the distance who was craning his neck to look around, and slapped him on the back.

The crisp sound can be heard from far away.

The man was stunned and started yelling, then he was dragged back to the stall and squeezed in again.

Isn’t it said that men are superior to women in the Middle East? How come there are also strong women?

The captain turned his head and looked at the translator.

The translator understood what the foreign guest meant, shrugged, and said with a smile: "Strong mother."

...Are those two mother and son?
It’s really hard to tell the age of Middle Eastern men.

Sure enough, no matter where they are, mothers always teach their sons a lesson.

The audience in the live broadcast room were also confused.

[Puzzle…Puzzle order???]

[Is this... is this considered cultural export? ]

[We already have group buying, is it far from a big discount? 】

[The evil group buying is sweeping Dubai. Poor people, you don’t know what you are going to experience at this moment. ]

[Has the world turned upside down like this? ]

Some people are still wondering.

[The foreigner is too honest, he just pulls people from the side and joins in]

[They haven’t experienced it. Think about when group buying first came out, weren’t we just stupidly posting on WeChat Moments? There wasn’t even a group buying group.]

[That’s why it’s limited to today. You’ll be smarter tomorrow.]

And when the translator heard the price he went crazy too.

159 dirhams and 300 US dollars, the price difference is too big, more than ten times.

Moreover, the bed set comes with four pieces, but the expensive one only has one bed sheet.

When I heard that I could get a discount by recruiting more people...

This translator was very smart and he pointed to the person right away.

There were exactly three people: himself, the captain, and the cameraman.

When they saw the translator approaching them with a fawning look on his face again, the captain and the cameraman quickly jumped away, afraid of his enthusiasm.

"I understand. I'll go buy it with you."

The captain and the cameraman looked at each other and sighed, "Oh, we have to travel a long way to buy a set of bed sheets, which are made in China, and they are so expensive. They have to be exported and sold domestically."

Enthusiastic netizens had already figured it out based on the name of the store. They were so skilled in group buying that they realized it was indeed a Pinxixi merchant. The same four-piece set was sold at a 146% discount for RMB, which was a case of small profits but quick turnover.

After the two of them finished whispering, the captain reached out for his wallet.

But the translator held him back and shook his head.

He took out his thick wallet and took out a stack of money, "Buy it for me. I want all three sets."

It's really just for show.

I forgot, his family is large, more than a dozen people, three sets may not be enough...

(End of this chapter)