Reborn in 1991, I opened supermarkets all over the world.

Mr. Lu stepped out of the room and glanced at the three busy siblings: "What are you up to now?"

Lu Zifeng didn't hide anything: "I plan to sell fruit outside the hospital."

Mr. Lu had initially wanted to say that decorating the fruit basket increased costs and made it less competitive compared to the fruit vendors in the market. However, after carefully examining the fruit baskets that the three siblings had prepared, he didn't say anything.

On the one hand, Lu Zifeng finally wanted to get down to business, and we couldn't dampen his enthusiasm.

On the other hand, looking at the neatly packaged fruit baskets, even if the price is a bit high, it doesn't seem unacceptable.

"How much are you planning to sell this for?"

"Good 18, better 25."

Each fruit basket contains oranges, bananas, apples, and pomelos. Including the cost of the bamboo basket and packaging, the average cost of each fruit basket is about 4.8 yuan.

Lu Zifeng then categorized the fruits a second time according to their appearance and size, tying them together with ribbons of different colors.

Based on the cost ratio of the fruit baskets I sold in my previous life to the actual fruit, the premium is three to five times.

By noon, all twenty fruit baskets were packed.

The packed bamboo baskets cannot be stacked, otherwise they will not fit on the bicycle.

He borrowed a cart from his neighbor, Old Zhang, laid a new cloth on it, and pushed it toward the hospital.

Although Dongxian County is far from the city center of Jiangshi, it has the largest area of ​​all districts and counties. Due to its flat terrain and well-developed water, land, and rail networks, Dongxian County has prospered in recent years.

Some people who knew Lu Zifeng looked at him strangely as he struggled uphill, pushing a cart and sweating profusely.

If it weren't for those extra decades of life experience in his previous life, he would never have been so shameless.

But now he understands that money is face, and the peace and harmony of his family is face.

So when they arrived at the hospital entrance, Lu Zifeng set up his cart and stood there, shouting to those heading into the hospital, "Those seeking medical treatment, find a doctor; those seeking treatment for patients, find me."

An honest person actually came up to me and asked, "Why should I see a patient?"

Seeing that the visitor was well-mannered and appeared to be healthy, Lu Zifeng smiled and said, "You can't visit a sick person empty-handed. Buy some of the best fruit."

The man thought there was some truth to it, and while taking out his money, he asked, "How much is one of your fruit baskets?"

"Good at eighteen, even better at twenty-five."

The man had only taken out half a bill when he immediately shoved it back, saying, "Are you planning to fly up and eat people?"

Lu Zifeng wasn't annoyed and patiently said, "Look at the quality, look at the style, look at the brand... Write your blessings on the card, and most importantly, leave your name, so that if too many people send it, the recipient won't know who sent it."

"Don't some people bring flowers when visiting patients? Look at my fruit basket, with its yellow, red, and green fruits, it's just as pleasing to the eye as fresh flowers, but it's more substantial."

The man waved his hand: "It's still too expensive."

Lu Zifeng didn't waste any more time on him, because a man wearing cannery work clothes walked over.

If I'm not mistaken, he's visiting Director Wu, whom he beat up and hospitalized a few days ago.

Since it's a visit to a leader, we have to show some sincerity.

Lu Zifeng patted the fruit basket made of green ribbons: "These are eighteen, and the purple ones are twenty-five."

"Give me a basket of eighteen."

People with a specific purpose usually don't mind a high price.

Especially when visiting leaders or elders, the more expensive the gift, the more sincere the visitor appears.

By packaging fruit into fruit baskets, what's being sold is "uniqueness" and "emotional premium."

There was even a person who bought a bag of oranges from the market, but when they got to the hospital and compared them to the fruit baskets there, their oranges suddenly seemed less impressive.

But he's already bought the oranges; he can't possibly be carrying ordinary oranges in one hand and a luxurious fruit basket in the other.

Knowing his client's urgency, Lu Zifeng suggested he leave the oranges with him so he could take them home and eat them himself after seeing the patient.

By the afternoon, eighteen fruit baskets had been sold.

The middle-level managers of the cannery, as well as those employees who wanted to advance, contributed almost half of the amount, and fruit baskets were piled up around Wu Fucheng's hospital bed.

He peeled a plump, large banana, took a bite, and said, "It's really good, and the packaging is exquisite too. Where did you buy this?"

While peeling an apple for the factory manager, Director Luo of the workshop said, "Right outside the hospital, there's a young man pulling a cart, and business is pretty good."

Director Luo did not know Lu Zifeng.

After all, the Dongxian Canned Food Factory is quite large, with many different product production workshops. They might not even know all their colleagues in the same factory, let alone their colleague's son.

Wu Fucheng's hospital bed was by the window. He got up and looked down from the window. He saw Lu Zifeng spitting on his fingertip and quickly counting today's income.

Glancing again at the fruit basket around the hospital bed, the bananas in his mouth suddenly lost their flavor.

While Wu Fucheng wasn't looking, Wu Biao secretly slipped 100 yuan to Director Luo: "Tomorrow, find a few people to smash up his stall."

He wouldn't dare to do it openly.

But who wouldn't sabotage someone behind their back?

"Huh?" Director Luo stopped the water knife fruit on his fingertip.

Lu Zifeng was fairly satisfied with today's business.

He sold ten good fruit baskets and eight even better fruit baskets, earning a total of 380 yuan. After deducting costs of less than 50 yuan, he made a net profit of more than 300 yuan.

This is already equivalent to two months' salary for many people.

Of course, that's not important.

The important thing is that if this path works, he can expand his purchasing scale, reduce costs, and increase profits.

Lu Zifeng decided not to sell the last two fruit baskets.

He pushed the cart back home and picked up one of the fruit baskets to his neighbor Old Zhang's yard: "Uncle Zhang, thank you for your cart today. You can keep this fruit basket."

"No, Xiao Feng, why are you being so polite? Take it, take it."

"Uncle Zhang, what are you saying? I've caused you a lot of trouble over the years. What's wrong with giving you some fruit to eat?"

"We're neighbors, no need to worry about trouble, thanks then."

"Uncle Zhang, could you lend me this cart for a few more days? I'll pay you the rental fee."

"Rent? Aren't you insulting me?" Old Zhang said sternly, weighing the fruit basket in his hand.

"Okay, I'll bring you a fruit basket later."

After saying goodbye to Uncle Zhang, Lu Zifeng carried the last fruit basket back home.

"Dad, Mom, and the two future college students in our family, come out for some fruit." Lu Zifeng said, picking up an apple and tossing it to Lu Xiaoye.

Although Lu Xiaoye's grades were terrible, Lu Zifeng was determined to steer his life back on the right track. Regardless of whether he could get into university in the future, he first laid the groundwork for his mental preparation.

Mr. Lu lifted the curtain and poked his head out: "I knew it! How could you possibly sell something at such a high price?"

Lu Zifeng laughed, "Twenty fruit baskets, and now there's only one left. Do you think it won't sell?"

Mr. Lu was taken aback and secretly calculated in his mind: one times five equals five, two times five equals fifteen. According to the price Lu Zifeng mentioned, how much money would he make?

"Is it really selling that well? Are we going again tomorrow?"

"Yes, of course I'll go."

However, Lu Zifeng knew that the fruit basket business had no barriers to entry and would soon be imitated. Furthermore, the scale of Dongxian Hospital was far smaller than that of the city hospital, so sales volume couldn't be guaranteed.

Therefore, Lu Zifeng was merely using this business to accumulate initial capital before considering doing something else.

As I said before, opportunities were everywhere in the 1990s.

Once the initial capital is in place, we can get the '92 wealth certificate next year, buy a few more houses in the city, and it will be hard to be poor.