I was a daigou in the 60s

It attracts tourists and vendors from near and far.

There are also a few sneaky figures among them, waiting for an opportunity to strike when people are not prepared.

Xiao Dongqing moved through the crowd and soon found his old friend Liang Zheng who was setting up a stall.

Liang Zheng held an iron basin in his hand and skillfully poured the freshly fried stinky tofu into it.

Sprinkle with chopped green onions, coriander and chili powder, and shake the iron basin rhythmically like the chef.

In a short while, each piece of stinky tofu was covered with tempting seasoning.

He used tongs to quickly pick up pieces of stinky tofu and put them into small boxes.

Neatly arranged on the stall, ready to welcome customers.

At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind.

"Why aren't you hawking?"

Liang Zheng looked up and saw that it was his old friend Xiao Dongqing.

"Brother Xiao, you're here! I just made the first batch, and they're all fresh and hot."

As he said that, he handed Xiao Dongqing a box of stinky tofu with a toothpick stuck in it.

"Try it, how does it taste?"

Xiao Dongqing took a bite and was immediately attracted by the unique flavor.

“This first pot tastes really good!”

Liang Zheng looked at Xiao Dongqing expectantly and received a satisfied thumbs-up from him.

“How are you going to price it?”

Xiao Dongqing asked.

"I want to pack six pieces of stinky tofu into a box and sell it for two yuan. I'll make ten pots a day, with fifty pieces of tofu in each pot."

"So how much can you earn in a day?"

Xiao Dongqing continued to ask.

"It's only about 30 yuan, but you have to get up early and work late, and there's no guarantee they'll all be sold out."

Liang Zheng said helplessly.

Xiao Dongqing nodded, then shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Fresh Liangzi stinky tofu! First day of business, special price of one yuan a box!"

Liang Zheng was startled and hurried to stop him.

"Brother Xiao, don't yell like that! You'll lose money!"

But Xiao Dongqing ignored it and added another sentence.

"Just tell me three good things about this stinky tofu and you can get a free sample!"

Liang Zheng was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, worried that if he continued like this, he would not only not make any money, but would even lose money.

Xiao Dongqing comforted him.

“Don’t worry, there aren’t many people here today, and Zhang Hong won’t be here either.

We do this to attract more customers and advertise.”

"But I have to consider my family's livelihood. The cost of the raw materials is already quite high."

“How can we continue this business if we can’t even recover our costs?”

Liang Zheng's voice trembled slightly.

Xiao Dongqing said seriously.

"Do you want to make a small fortune, or do you want to build a big business?"

"Of course I want to make a lot of money!"

Liang Zheng replied.

"Then just listen to me."

"Short-term losses are for long-term gains."

"Today's special offer can earn you more repeat customers."

Liang Zheng hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded, deciding to trust Xiao Dongqing's judgment.

He knows that sometimes you have to take risks if you want to succeed.

Liang Zheng stood aside, feeling very nervous.

He usually sells goods at the farmers' market and earns about 30 yuan a day.

This time, Xiao Dongqing asked him to set up a stall in Temple Fair Street.

The income remained the same, but it was obvious that Xiao Dongqing had other plans.

It turns out that the purpose here is not only to make money, but also to meet influential people.

Vendors all want to use this opportunity to let more people know about their products.

In this highly competitive place, if your product is not special, how can you attract customers?

Sometimes, a business that seems to be a loss-making business can actually bring unexpected gains.

For example, now, a young man walked up to the stall and asked.

"Boss, is this stinky tofu really free?"

"One dollar a copy."

Xiao Dongqing replied.

"After eating, tell me three advantages and it will be free."

"Children are innocent!"

He emphasized.

Who wouldn't want to try something this good? Soon, everyone gathered around.

Before long, dozens of servings of stinky tofu were sold out.

"Hmm, it's really good. It smells bad but tastes good."

A man said with satisfaction.

“It’s really spicy and has a strong flavor!”

The lady nodded in agreement.

“The cilantro and chili powder are evenly sprinkled on the outside, the skin is crispy, and the inside is soft and tender, with a great taste.”

The young man with glasses commented.

"Oh, this is so delicious! Give me another one!"

A strong man shouted excitedly.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Xiao Dongqing said with a smile.

"Everyone said it well! The next pot will be even more interesting."

“As long as I can come up with a slogan for stinky tofu.”

“Not only can you taste it on site, but you can also take some home to share with your family and friends.”

"Liang Zheng, prepare to cook!"

Xiao Dongqing shouted.

Although he felt sorry for the ingredients, Liang Zheng still quietly put the stinky tofu into the oil pan.

As the sound of frying rang out, the aroma spread, attracting more people's attention.

People began to discuss heatedly, thinking about how to touch people's hearts with one sentence.

Suddenly, the young man with glasses raised his hand and said.

"Boss, I got it!"

"tell me the story."

"Liangzi stinky tofu is delicious, fragrant and tasty, inexpensive, suitable for all ages, and is trustworthy!"

"it is good!"

Xiao Dongqing nodded approvingly.

"This slogan not only praises the product but also makes people remember the brand."

Applause broke out in the crowd, and everyone was looking forward to the next round of challenges.

As Liang Zheng watched all this, he began to understand.

“Sometimes giving more can actually bring greater rewards.

Xiao Dongqing handed the young man with glasses a box of stinky tofu.

"I also put a copy in a plastic bag, said gently.

"Take it back and let your family try it."

The young man took it gratefully, thanked him repeatedly and left.

"I want one too!"

"Me too!"

"Liangzi's stinky tofu is really addictive the more you eat it, the more you eat it. I want it again tomorrow after eating it today!"

At this moment, Xiao Dongqing shouted loudly.

"Liangzi, prepare the next batch!"

"All of you, get out of the way. What are you crowding here for?"

An impatient voice interrupted the lively scene.

A small cart squeezed through the crowd and stopped next to Xiao Dongqing's stall.

The person pushing the cart was Cheng Dayang, with gauze wrapped around his head, and he was moving things off the cart.

These tools, including hammers, wrenches, screwdrivers and saws, were obviously brought from the repair shop.

After setting up the stall, Cheng Dayang suddenly discovered Xiao Dongqing.

His body shook slightly, he picked up a hammer and said angrily.

"Why are you here too?"

"Why not?"

Xiao Dongqing asked back.

Cheng Dayang suddenly became furious, stood up, pointed at Xiao Dongqing with a hammer and said.

"You're always against me, aren't you? We haven't settled our scores yet."

"Believe it or not, I will overturn your stall right now!"

His rough voice scared away the passers-by around him and made Liang Zheng tremble with fear.

Liang Zheng gently pulled the corner of Xiao Dongqing's clothes and whispered that they should set up the stall in another place.

But Xiao Dongqing shook his head and signaled Liang Zheng to calm down.

Then he turned to Cheng Dayang, smiled coldly and said.

"Are you looking for trouble again?"

"you……"