After all, these little things cost 580 yuan a pair.
Su Qiao picked up a pair of small mobile phone charms and explained, "These just look like trinkets, but inside they are a pair of smart scanning alarms that are specifically used to prevent children from being abducted."
"Is there such a thing now? When was it invented? How come I don't know about it?"
The aunt took it carefully, looked at it, and then carefully returned it to her.
"It has just been developed and has not yet been officially launched on the market. I just took it out to see how the market responds."
That's all Su Qiao could say.
In fact, for this kind of thing, she doesn't need to test the market reaction at all, she can directly put it on the market in large quantities.
"So that's how it is." He was skeptical, and mostly didn't believe it.
If this thing really exists, it would definitely be sold in specialty stores or flagship stores. Why would it be sold on the street
Looking at the entire night market, there are people selling small things everywhere. Even if they are selling clothes, shoes, and bags, the price will not exceed 100. Most of them are cheap goods worth dozens of yuan, which are called street stalls.
Su Qiao this thing
There was no business that night. Many people came to watch, many people asked questions, and many people laughed at her for being crazy about making money, but no one bought.
After all, no one believes that the things sold on this street stall are of good quality, and no one would spend 580 yuan to buy a pair of pendants, or a pair of necklaces, or a pair of bracelets or something like that.
Su Qiao talked until his mouth was dry and his mouth was foul, but he got nothing in return except a lot of contempt and ridicule. He was a little discouraged.
She even forgot to bring her thermos, and in the end she simply stopped explaining and took out a book from the box and sat on a small stool to read.
Su Qiao fell silent and looked at her while talking for a long time. The old lady who had not sold a single piece came over with a small stool.
"What book are you reading?"
He stretched his neck to take a look and found that it was a thick foreign language book. He was a little surprised: "You can understand this foreign language?"
"About that." Su Qiao was ambivalent.
The aunt likes people who are knowledgeable and cultured the most.
"You must have been a good student in the past, right? What major did you study?"
"I graduated from a normal university and used to be a middle school teacher." Su Qiao closed the book and concentrated on chatting with her.
It seems that setting up a street stall requires some skills, and she needs to learn more from others.
"Middle school teacher?"
The old lady was so surprised that she slapped her thigh and said, "Oh, this is a good job, stable, and well paid. Why don't you teach?"
Su Qiao thought about it and said very bluntly: "I want to make a lot of money."
When the aunt heard this, she showed a look of pity: "What a pity."
"But young people nowadays want to venture out and try their luck. It's okay to do so while they are still young."
The auntie's words were a bit insincere. Obviously, in her heart, being a teacher is far more reliable than working out of town.
His eyes swept over the various small things on her stall, and there was not a single missing pair. "Ahem, little girl, how about you buy some ordinary goods next time and sell them together? This way, at least you can guarantee the most basic living."
All that night were people looking and asking questions, and I didn't sell a single thing. How can I do business this way if I even have to pay for the stall fees myself
Su Qiao thought about it and still felt that it was not appropriate to sell some ordinary small things together.
"Don't worry, good things will sell well."
If it really doesn't work, she will stop selling this and sell something cheaper and more ordinary instead.
But selling them together is absolutely not acceptable, as it will lower the style of the smart alarm.