dognovel Chapter 74 Enriching Product Categories
Chapter 74 Enriching Product Categories
After putting the items in the warehouse, Zhang Beichuan slowly walked towards Beichuan Department Store. As he entered the courtyard, he could still hear his great-uncle Lan Baojun snoring.
Although Lan Baojun slept soundly, he still had things on his mind, coupled with the vigilance he had developed in the army.
Hearing footsteps in the yard, I immediately sat up in bed, worried that someone had come to my door again.
As Zhang Beichuan was walking towards his room, he was startled when he suddenly heard the door next door open with a bang.
Turning my head, I saw Lan Baojun holding a wine bottle, searching for someone all over the yard.
"Baojun, what are you doing?"
"?"
Indeed, he didn't see a third person in the yard. Lan Baojun was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Xiao Chuan, were you walking in the yard just now?"
"Yeah, I just came back from the warehouse, it wasn't me."
Lan Baojun was dumbfounded. He hadn't heard any noise from next door before. Was he sleeping too soundly?
"Why...why didn't you call me? Have all the eels been loaded onto the truck and taken away?"
Zhang Beichuan nodded, then saw him rushing over in a panic, looking anxious, and offered words of comfort.
"It's really nothing. They loaded the goods themselves. I just stood there and watched for a while."
Lan Baojun originally stayed here to help, but after waking up, he found himself with nothing to do.
If my brother-in-law Zhang Dequan finds out this afternoon, how will I ever be able to face anyone?
"Are you really alright?"
"It's really nothing, look if you don't believe me." After saying that, Zhang Beichuan lifted his shirt to show him the gauze on his chest.
Lan Baojun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the gauze was no longer soaked in blood.
"When did you leave? I didn't feel a thing!"
"Uh... just now." Zhang Beichuan replied perfunctorily, quickly changing the subject, "My friend helped me bring the TV and stuff over. It's in the warehouse. You can arrange for someone to move it back when it gets light."
Upon hearing that the television and other goods had returned, Lan Baojun's face immediately lit up with excitement.
How many television sets are there?
"We only have 4 units right now. We'll see how it goes after a few days of sales. If they sell well, I'll ask someone to help us get some more."
Lan Baojun rubbed his hands together, his face full of eagerness.
This is a television set! It's a rare item that not many families in the entire Yingcheng County own. Just thinking about how Beichuan Department Store started selling this made him feel proud.
"Then let's not wait. I'll take the tricycle and bring all the goods over."
Zhang Beichuan glanced at the barely brightening sky and nodded.
"Okay, go ahead, be careful, wear nylon stockings underneath so they don't break."
"Don't worry, I know!" Lan Baojun replied, then turned and walked out.
"etc."
Lan Baojun, who had been stopped, turned around and looked at him curiously.
"Don't tell anyone else about what happened last night, especially my third brother, so he won't worry."
Lan Baojun thought about it for a while and finally nodded in agreement.
"it is good."
Zhang Beichuan watched him rush out the door and back into his room. A faint pain throbbed in the bandaged area of his chest, a reminder of the harrowing experience of the previous night.
Beichuan Department Store now sells televisions and has added many other types of goods, making it increasingly eye-catching in the county town.
First there was Zhao Xueming, then Huang Zhenjiang, and who knows, there might be Zhang Zhenjiang and Zhao Zhenjiang in the future. We need to make some adjustments.
About half an hour later, the sound of a tricycle came from outside the courtyard.
On his way out, Lan Baojun ran into Bao Hong and Bao Qiang. The three of them carefully carried four large cardboard boxes and several bulging nylon bags into the backyard.
"Be gentle! These are all treasures!" Lan Baojun had just put down a TV set when he directed Baoqiang and his brother to move the items to the front counter.
Upon opening the cardboard box, a Rongcheng brand television set with a square screen and a dark gray casing was revealed.
Lan Baohong and Baoqiang stared wide-eyed at the television, looking around at it intently.
Hearing footsteps behind them, the two turned around and looked.
"Hey Xiao Chuan, how much are you planning to sell this thing for?"
Zhang Beichuan couldn't decide for a moment how much to sell each unit for.
A new 14-inch black and white television set could sell for over 490 dollars in 1986, and you needed a ration coupon and connections to even have a chance of buying one.
But since it's secondhand, if the price is too high, no one might want it; if the price is too low, it's not appropriate.
"What price do you think would be appropriate?"
"We don't need tickets. This thing is so rare, it should cost at least 500, right?" Lan Baohong, who was rather impatient, spoke first.
Lan Baoqiang thought about it and realized that his younger brother's considerations were not unreasonable.
Televisions are a hard currency; even if you have money and a ticket, you might not be able to buy one without connections.
However, since it is a second-hand item, its value has decreased compared to a new television.
"I think 450 would be a more reasonable price?"
Zhang Beichuan glanced at Lan Baojun again and cleared his throat.
"Xiao Chuan, are you planning to offer this TV like the watch, with a free replacement within a year if there's a problem?"
Zhang Beichuan nodded. "Yes, we have to guarantee all the high-priced products sold by Beichuan Department Store. That way, we'll have more and more repeat customers in the future."
"If that's the case, I think it should be sold for at least 450. After all, we have to take a risk. Although people won't intentionally break it after buying it, the same model of Rongcheng brand TVs are also available in the county. What if..."
Zhang Beichuan had already considered Lan Baojun's concerns, and with a smile, he rummaged through the nylon bag next to him and pulled out a very small silver flashlight.
I flipped the switch, and a blue light shone on the television.
The four handwritten characters "Kitagawa Department Store" suddenly appeared on the originally blank television casing.
"How did you do that?" Lan Baojun looked at him in surprise.
Zhang Beichuan said with a smile, "These are marks I made with a marking pen; every TV has them. Just shine this ultraviolet light on them, and you can immediately tell if it's our product."
As the ultraviolet light was turned off, the four words that appeared on the TV disappeared, leaving Lan Baoqiang and his two companions dumbfounded.
There are such amazing things?
"Brother Xiaochuan, this is amazing!"
"Hehe..." Zhang Beichuan chuckled, "It's just a little trick. I think we should price it at 420 per unit, first come, first served."
Still reeling from the shock, Lan Baojun thought about it carefully and realized that if that were the case, the risk would be very low.
"I think it's fine, so let's sell it for 420 yuan per unit."
Zhang Beichuan glanced at the other two, had no objections, and then pointed to the nylon bag from which he had just taken out the UV flashlight.
"This is full of flashlights. The bags next to it contain nylon stockings, pencil cases, toys, needles and thread, and other small items. Please sort them out."
"flashlight?"
The three exclaimed in surprise in unison, and Lan Baojun, who was closest, pulled out a plastic flashlight from the bag that was a few sizes smaller than the Tiger Head brand flashlight.
Zhang Beichuan looked at the strange expressions on their faces and explained.
"Don't let its small size fool you, this flashlight is much brighter than the Tiger Head brand flashlight. It also uses size D batteries and sells for two yuan each."
In 2026, the purchase price of this flashlight was 1.5 yuan each; the batteries were sold separately, and the wholesale price was 0.37 yuan per battery.
In 1986, they sold for 2 yuan each, the same price as Tiger Head brand flashlights. You had to buy the batteries yourself, as the store only provided batteries for testing.
Considering that batteries were readily available in 1986, Zhang Beichuan didn't buy them in bulk. He planned to order them separately later if there were too many inquiries.
It wasn't fully light yet when Lan Baojun tried to turn on the switch. A white beam of light, different from the yellow light of the Tiger Head brand flashlight, instantly illuminated the room.
"Wow, is it really that amazing? It doesn't look very big, but it's incredibly shiny!" Lan Baohong exclaimed in surprise.
Zhang Beichuan smiled without saying a word, saying that industrial products in 2026 are far more advanced than those in 1986.
"Alright, you guys take your time looking at it. I'll go get you some price tags." After taking a couple of steps, he turned back and said, "I promised Zhou Jing the nylon stockings. Baojun, you take them to her later."
After saying that, he turned and went to the backyard, leaving Lan Baojun and the others to continue cleaning up.
As for Dongfeng Injection Molding Plant, it's still unknown when the plant leaders will go to the plant.
As Zhang Beichuan wrote the price tag and pondered, he planned to try his luck at the Dongfeng Injection Molding Factory in two days.