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Chapter 15 Upgrade Storage Space

After Fatty Liu endorsed it, Li Qingfeng's stall became even more popular. In this Dongxing Street, who didn't know that Fatty Liu had the sharpest nose? If anything he says is good, it must be good.

"Give me a small tube."

"I want a pound too."

"Xiao Li, we live in the same community. Please add us on WeChat. If you have any good products in the future, send them to me first."

...

Li Qingfeng, who had just set up his stall, was already in a hurry. The scene was just like a supermarket event.

Grandpas and aunts don’t like to queue either. They all surround his tricycle, scrambling to be the first, for fear of not being able to buy a small tube.

Fatty Liu on the side was really about to cry. It didn't matter that these uncles and aunts didn't want to buy his stuff, and they blocked his stall, making it impossible for him to sell anything.

It seems that Li Qingfeng is too busy.

Fatty Liu sighed, came to Li Qingfeng's stall, and started to help: "Uncle, yours is seventy-five yuan per pound and a half."

"Auntie, these are forty yuan."

...

Looking at Fatty Liu who came to help, Li Qingfeng was really touched. From the first day of setting up the stall, this fat guy had been very kind to him.

Li Qingfeng knew very well that Fatty Liu's starting point should be his own supply of goods, but these days, who doesn't order Xiao Jiujiu?

If you can't sell it yourself, you can really ask Fatty Liu to help sell some goods. After all, there are really endless small tubes in the island space.

Less than half an hour.

More than two hundred kilograms of small tubes were sold out. Even Li Qingfeng didn't expect it to be so popular, but he vaguely noticed that the stall owners nearby cast unfriendly looks.

Jealousy and jealousy!

Li Qingfeng also felt that he had gone too far. He had already closed his stall before others started selling.

But there were still some aunts who came late: "Brother, they are all sold out."

"Sorry, they're all sold out."

"Oh, my legs are inconvenient. I walked downstairs for a long time and didn't even get it." The old man sighed.

Listen to what she said.

Li Qingfeng smiled and said: "Auntie, how about you leave your contact information? If I have the goods, I can send them to you. What do you think?"

"Okay, I live in Building 5, Yangzhong Garden...leave me two pounds tomorrow."

"No problem, Auntie."

At this moment, a middle-aged man in chef's clothes hurried over and asked Fatty Liu: "Fat man, who is setting up a stall to sell small tubes today?"

Fatty Liu asked doubtfully: "You have something to do with him?"

The middle-aged man said: "I just had a customer who took the small tubes he bought here to bake in our restaurant. They are very fresh. I want to place an order for long-term cooperation."

"That's it."

Fatty Liu was a little embarrassed. As expected, the goods were so good that he was not afraid of losing sales. He felt that if he continued to sell them, this young man wouldn't need to cooperate with him at all.

Fatty Liu sighed, pointed to the young man who had closed the stall next door, and said, "He is the one who sells the small tubes."

After hearing this, the middle-aged man immediately said to Li Qingfeng: "Hello, I am the chef of Jiangji Seafood Restaurant."

"Hello." Li Qingfeng was a little confused.

"It's like this. Our restaurant thinks your little tube is good. If there are still goods, can you give priority to supplying them to our restaurant?" the middle-aged man said.

Li Qingfeng frowned slightly: "Yes, yes, but I don't have a lot of supply now."

"It's okay, any amount is fine, just give it to us and we will buy it according to your retail price."

After hearing this, the eyes of some nearby pinkeye stall owners were almost on fire. Jiangji Seafood Restaurant is quite famous in Lucheng. There are more than 20 chain stores in the province.

Once it's in their supply chain.

That was really making a fortune. The most exaggerated thing is that the chef actually said that he would buy it at the retail price. This is how much he thinks highly of the small tubes sold by this young man.

"This is my contact information. If there is anything in stock, just call me and I will ask the store's purchaser to come over and buy it," the middle-aged man said.

“No problem, Chef Yang.”

"Just call me Lao Yang. It's a bit awkward to call me chef. In fact, I just handle seafood."

...

After Lao Yang left, Li Qingfeng felt that he had inadvertently attracted a lot of hatred, and the stall owners around him seemed to have a lot of objections to him.

In fact, Li Qingfeng was also very helpless.

He really didn't mean it.

Fatty Liu also sighed. It seemed that he would not get a share of the pie. Once he cooperated with Jiangji Seafood Restaurant, he would have nothing to do with him.

After packing up the tricycle, Li Qingfeng said to Fatty Liu: "We'll see in two days. If the small tubes can't be sold out, I can sell them to you evenly."

After hearing this.

Fatty Liu's ears twitched. He suspected that he had heard wrongly: "You really have something for me."

Li Qingfeng nodded.

"I can't guarantee it for you, but if the quantity is large, I can give it to you evenly."

"thank you boss."

Fatty Liu smiled happily. This young man is really handsome and loyal.

I thought that people who met Jiangji Seafood Restaurant would be kicked out by him, but I didn't expect that people would still remember him.

The money spent on helping him run the stall these days was finally not in vain. Just as he was thinking this, the sound of payment being credited came from his cell phone.

"WeChat payment, 60 yuan."

Li Qingfeng smiled and said: "The two stall fees are going to be cooperated next, so it's better to calculate them clearly."

Fatty Liu smiled. He understood the meaning of this sentence. Cooperation was almost a done deal.

After Li Qingfeng closed the stall and went home.

I checked the WeChat balance on my phone: 11,205 yuan.

After deducting the remaining 505 yuan from buying various equipment.

Total sold today: 10,700 yuan.

"Selling seafood is really profitable." Li Qingfeng murmured. If he keeps going like this, he can earn 10,000 yuan a day, which is 30 yuan a month. He can buy a 911 sports car in a year.

Look at the balance in WeChat.

Li Qingfeng did not pay off the debt on Huabei first, but opened the storage space on the light screen interface and clicked the "" sign in the lower right corner.

Turn one cubic space into two cubes.

Why pay back Huabei in a hurry? Just wait until it reminds you to pay back. As long as I don’t pay in installments, “Daddy Ma” will never make any money from me.

But after the storage space became two cubic meters, the cost for the next upgrade was actually 20,000 yuan, which doubled.

Li Qingfeng frowned. Just like most games, every time the storage box is upgraded, the money required for the next upgrade will increase.

I just don’t know whether the system uses doubling and incremental addition or step-by-step addition.

We'll know when the next upgrade comes. Li Qingfeng hopes it won't double, otherwise the money he earns won't be enough to upgrade the storage box.

I worked hard until midnight last night.

Li Qingfeng got up early to set up a stall again today. Li Qingfeng, who was a little overdraft, generously spent 50 yuan to have his waist massaged at the blind massage parlor downstairs.

"Be gentle, don't be too heavy."

Under the massage of a blind man, Li Qingfeng actually fell asleep. When he woke up again, it was already afternoon, probably because there were relatively few customers.

The boss didn't wake him up, but let him lie down on the massage bed and sleep for three or four hours.

After Li Qingfeng paid in embarrassment, he bought some portable food and a few bottles of Red Bull at a nearby convenience store.
Chapter completed!
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