The next day, Sunuo and Zheng Mingming took them to the school with the small things they had selected and packaged separately.

According to Suno, the one who buys a small round mirror will get a rubber hair tie, and the color of the hair tie can also be chosen; the one who buys a comb will get a handkerchief with a dime; if it is a sticker, get one free for more than five pieces; there are also a bunch Miscellaneous gadgets are placed in a shoe box, and you can pick any one for five cents.

It was originally the simplest match, not really a marketing tool.But in the 1980s, things in department stores were still priced uniformly by the state, and the sales attitude of the canteen was "buy or not buy".

Switching to Suno’s “buy with gift” and enthusiastic and thoughtful random selection, it is really creative and very popular.

Coupled with Suno's good vision, they sold a lot of their inventory in the morning.

During the lunch break, Zheng Mingming took another bag of snacks and circled each class, but they were sold out.

"Xiao Nuo, this won't work." Zheng Mingming stuffed the gross ticket into Suno's prepared money pocket, while whispering: "I suspect that we don't have enough goods to sell."

Suno nodded, tied the money with a rubber band after finishing the money, and then counted the remaining things.At this rate, it sold short in three days.

Zheng Mingming turned Su Nuo with his elbow again and asked, "Wednesday is a half-day class. In the afternoon, shall we go to the wholesale market to buy goods?"

"Seeing that the money is coming?" Su Nuo pinched Zheng Mingming's little nose. "Just stay and rest when you are done. It is enough to visit the wholesale market once a week at most."

"Why is that? Money doesn't make a bastard." Zheng Mingming was anxious.

She did a rough calculation, and at this selling rate, she could make at least four or five yuan a day.Excluding school holidays on rest days, they also have a profit of 100 yuan this month.

Although I only own 10% of the shares.But the pocket money, which is more than ten yuan a month, is more than the five yuan her mother gave her a month.

Su Nuo pursed her lips, thinking how to say that word?Hunger marketing?

Yes, hunger marketing, ancient times called strange goods can live.

Su Nuo explained to Zheng Mingming: "The things I choose are very characteristic, not even in big shopping malls.

The classmates who bought our stuff will find it rare, and it's the only one, so soon others will come and ask for the same.

But let's not sell it, so that those who already have it can show off for a few more days.

Next time you hear that we have a new product, someone will rush to choose it.The ones you buy can show off for a while, the ones you didn't buy hold back as soon as possible next time.

After such a few times, our stuff has a specific label: it must be the latest and greatest, and no one else has it.Our business can only go on, and it has always been in short supply."

Zheng Mingming was stunned, his mouth crooked.It took a long time for Suno to punch Suno: "You're so good, Xiao Nuo, how come your mind works all at once."

Su Nuo hooked her finger towards Zheng Mingming and motioned her to come over.Then he lowered his voice and said, "There is something else, you have to do it quickly. Otherwise, our business won't go on."

"What's the matter?" Zheng Mingming also became nervous.

"Isn't your second aunt from the health clinic? Let her open a few boxes of ginseng royal jelly." Sunuo said.

In the 1980s, there were no private pharmacies everywhere, and no place specializing in selling health products.

Ginseng and royal jelly can only be prescribed from hospitals and clinics with a doctor's prescription, which is considered a very precious thing.