At this time, I directly suggested that I go visit the bazaar in Hannanlike Township. I think Hua Wen has almost understood the demand for clothing in the bazaar.

But Hua Wen asked me to wait. She and Yoer Guli finally discussed and decided that Hua Wen would determine the delivery style and quantity in the first month, and Yoel would sell it in the bazaars in each township. A month later, Yoel and Hua

Wen’s classmates purchased the goods directly.

Hua Wen will commission two yuan per piece of clothing based on the wholesale price cost as the intermediate cost, and then commission 30% of the profit after the clothing is sold.

The cooperation time is tentatively scheduled to be within one year. The quantity of clothing will be based on the quantity delivered by classmate Hua Wen. The price of the clothes will be determined by Yue Er based on Hua Wen's wholesale price. The goods will be shipped directly from classmate Hua Wen to Yue Er from Fujian.

, Fujian will regularly provide pictures of the styles to be shipped, and the final shipment will be determined based on the orders placed by Hua Wen and Joel, but they are all required to be new styles of clothing.

The advantage of sending the goods directly to Joel is that Hua Wen does not have to use a car to deliver the goods to Joel. As for how Joel picks up the goods, it is his own business. She has an electric three-wheeler, so it should be no problem. The quantity is provided by Joel Gu

Li is sure that the main reason is that only Joel knows the sales situation best and can purchase goods reasonably to avoid overstocking.

After this is confirmed, Hua Wen no longer needs to pick up the goods and sell them in person at the bazaar, and Yorguli no longer needs to wholesale clothes by herself. She only needs to use her own electric three-wheel to pull the clothes to set up stalls in bazaars in different towns.

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There are also shortcomings. The two yuan per item that Hua Wen mentioned can be guaranteed because of the shipping data from Fujian, but there is no way to control the so-called profit. Only Joel knows what the 30% is. In other words

, if Yorguli was more selfish, she could give Hua Wen no or less share of the profits.

It was already past lunch time, and Hua Wen and I walked around the bazaar in Hannanlik. It is said that this bazaar is the second largest bazaar in Kashgar.

While shopping, I expressed my concerns about the profit sharing regulations between her and Yorguli.

"Don't you think you can't supervise how much she said the clothes were sold for? So the 30% depends entirely on Yorguli's mood." I said.

"I believe she will give me a correct number. If not, do you have a better way? In fact, I already think that the fixed commission of two yuan per item of clothing is fine. After all, this is a matter of counting money without any effort.

." Hua Wen said.

"Why are you so confident about Yorguli? Two yuan is a little too little," I said.

"Sometimes people need to be more sincere. In this case, I will not suffer a loss. At most, I will stop cooperating with Yoel Guli, and the loss will be her. And the subsequent payment for the goods will be paid directly by Yoel to my classmate.

Joel said he would give me the payment for the goods this time," Hua Wen said.

I thought about it, Hua Wen had nothing to lose, so I slowed down and walked around the bazaar. What attracted me most to this bazaar was its original flavor, with germanium red cloth hanging at the four corners everywhere.

Or use ropes to tension it as a tarpaulin to block the sun. People who buy clothes will also hang germanium red cloth on the left, right and back sides. Fine square iron mesh is hung on the cloth, and hangers are hung on the iron mesh. Most clothing stalls

They are all like this, a few are piled on the ground, and a few people pile clothes in wooden carts.

What's more interesting is that there is a clothing area on a one-meter-high cement platform. The stall owner sits directly to sell, and the buyers also sit on the edge of the cement platform to select. It is a bit like a big Kang.

The stall owners only focused on shouting hard and didn't even bother to take care of the piles of clothes that had been turned around in a mess, and the majority of the clothes in this pile were long johns of the same old color and style.

In the area I call the food area, there are a row of shabby houses on the left and right sides. The style is very old. Fortunately, it can be seen that it is a brick and wood structure. It must be several decades old. Some old houses have walls.

There are also mottled slogans that bear the mark of before the reform and opening up, which seems to be a long time ago.

Like the bazaar in Tazihong, the food area is basically filled with regular steamed buns, ramen pilaf, and stalls selling beef head meat, beef offal, and sheep head meat and haggis. The stalls in the meat area and in the rooms are full of people and people.

There were only men. The stalls selling jelly, cold skin and handmade ice cream were full of women, and behind the piles of noodles, there were more pairs of young men and women.

"Have you noticed? There are many men selling clothes, and occasionally there are women like Yorguli, and there are even fewer women selling food! Look, the one holding a spoon over there is a woman, and the one selling fried fish over there is a woman.

She is also a woman, and the others seem to be men. Women participate in social life less than I thought." Hua Wen told me.

"I think this may be due to some cultural characteristics. You see, there are more male chefs among our chefs. Naturally, there are more male stall owners or waiters in the bazaar. Also, there may be many women who are still working today.

When it comes to housework at home, I heard that boys are also valued over girls here." I said.

"You see those old people gathering around and eating meat. Men and women are separated. This is related to the bazaar's certain social nature. The spice sellers there are couples, which shows that they may just be because men are good at it.

Set up a stall in this Bazar." I continued.

At first, I thought it might be due to the preference for boys over girls or the inability of women to show up in public, which led to the predominance of men, especially among stall owners and service staff. But considering that Kashgar has never been a closed society, women have been holding up half the sky for decades.

Sexist ideas may have changed long ago.

"Let's ask Yorguli later!" Hua Wen said to me.

I boldly ate some food. The price was similar to that of restaurants outside. It was not cheap just because it was a bazaar. Hua Wen only ate a skewer of barbecue. I also ate a cantaloupe that I don’t know how to preserve until now.

I suspect it was shipped from Hainan.

"Maybe it's the cantaloupe from Hainan. I heard that the earliest cantaloupe here has more than ten days to mature and go on the market. It's grown in a greenhouse." I told Hua Wen.

I asked Aimaiti, who makes naan, and he said that the busiest time in the countryside is in autumn, when there is a lot to eat and the bazaar is the busiest. There are many stalls selling snacks, and there are many types, such as ramen, pilaf, and quepu.

, wontons, thin-skinned buns, beef trotters, beef head meat, beef offal, beef buns, grilled buns, roasted lamb, noodles, jelly, ice cream, sirloin knives, fried dough sticks, barbecue, etc.

The eating area is the liveliest place, and it is also the place with the loudest and loudest shouts, and I have been recording the names and recipes of these foods for no reason. I think maybe I am eager to integrate into this place.

Finally, there is the daily miscellaneous area, which is a small department store. I looked at all the porcelain or small hardware of average quality. Small household appliances are also scattered all over the floor, all of which are knock-off products.

The livestock area may be in a separate area due to sanitary conditions and safety requirements, so we didn't go there. Hua Wen thought it was too smelly, and she said she wasn't interested in livestock trading.

"After reading this, what do you think is the best selling item at the bazaar?" Hua Wen asked me while walking.

"Unlike Dongbazaar, everything seems to be sold here. There are people picking at every stall, and there are people selling all kinds of goods here. The most popular ones are snacks, and the most profitable ones are probably cattle, sheep and clothing. I just said

I saw a man buying an old pedal sewing machine for 200 yuan. Only collectors in the mainland would want that antique-level one," I said.

I feel that the bazaar is more about people getting along and getting together. I noticed that the elders, who were obviously not from the same family, were getting together, and the food was pretty good, and they were eating meat. There were young girls gathering together,

They were laughing and joking, in small groups, but the girls didn’t do much shopping. All the people gathered together were chatting with each other. I hardly saw anyone visiting the bazaar.

Women were sitting on a row of simple benches, eating jelly and chickpeas from disposable plastic bowls. Maybe they were relieved that they didn’t have to carry children around today. I found that there was almost no sight in the bazaar.

Children.

In the white and thick smoke, the men were eating grilled naan and grilling skewers. The excitement and leisurely contentment were clearly visible on their faces. I was infected by the bazaar and was always in a state of excitement.

"Look at those boys and girls just now, they are only seventeen or eighteen years old, right? I saw many pairs of couples eating and falling in love. Judging from their habits, their adults are also here.

Bazaar, it shows that they are more open-minded than us, they are not shy and very romantic, but also a little envious. From morning to now, for so long, there have been no interruptions here. It has always been bustling with people. I have never seen it before.

Such a vibrant and cultural market. I fell in love with this bazaar." Before Hua Wen could say anything, I added.

"You are really easy to be satisfied, but as long as you like it, I was worried that you wouldn't be able to adapt to the messy look of Bazaar. Did you notice? We are the only two Han people here. Are you afraid?" Hua Wen asked me.

"Why should I be afraid? It feels very safe here and the people are very friendly. I just passed by a steaming pot and stopped for a moment. The stall owner took out large pieces of meat with a spoon and showed it to me. They know how to express themselves and

When I promote my products, at least I don’t feel any strange eyes or malice.” I answered.

When it was getting dark, we helped Yorguli move her things to her electric tricycle parked outside, and then went to her house to check the door. She insisted on staying with us for dinner, but we were in a hurry for Kashgar, so we refused.

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There were no street lights on the rural roads at night and it was very dark. Because the bazaar ended late and there were a large number of people going home from the bazaar on the road at this time, I drove very carefully.

The speed of the car was not fast, I kept switching between high beam and low beam, the cool wind blew on my face from the open window, and I suddenly found that I enjoyed this kind of life.
Chapter completed!