Any business is afraid of no one paying attention. At this stage, the black pit has not yet reached the point where it needs to compete for customers like after 2017. Once the accounts are understood, there are plenty of people who covet the black pit fishing ground business, which can make money just by lying down.
"What about the Oil House? What should we do?"
"Diao Changhe has been temporarily settled. In the short term, Oil House can continue to operate. Camphor balls are not as effective as diammonium! Doesn't Lang Junfeng like to play dirty tricks? I'll let him taste an even nastier one!"
Zhang Yang slightly narrowed his eyes. The nastier tactics were already prepared in his mind!
"Diammonium? Isn't that fertilizer? Can it be used to ruin a spot?" Hearing this, Old Zhao and Wang Jun exchanged a glance, both hearing it for the first time.
"Very effective. Sprinkle a handful at a spot, and it can keep it inactive for at least a day or two! Come earlier to take up fishing spots. Don't they like those positions at the edges and corners? Arrange all of them for him!"
"Got it. I'll handle this for the next event!" Wang Jun volunteered.
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Solving the mystery of sabotage, Zhang Yang felt much relieved.
Back at the store, Zhang Yang simply organized his thoughts and took out his phone to call the owner of Xinda Fishing Gear Wholesale.
Since the first time the other party actively extended credit on fishing rods to help Zhang Yang stock up, Zhang Yang has had a very good impression of this owner, and in the past few months, the supply has been quite pleasant. Naturally, if there is an opportunity for cooperation, he will look for her first.
"Xiao Zhang, what goods do you need now? I'm not too busy today. If I start packing now, I can send it through logistics to you this afternoon!" The owner's warm and kind voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Sister-in-law, I'm not calling to place an order today but want to discuss a business collaboration with you!" Zhang Yang said calmly.
"Business collaboration? What's it about? Just say it, I'll definitely help if I can!"
Zhang Yang said, "Before getting to the serious stuff, a simple question: among our store's stable distribution partners, are there many customers using paid ponds? Paid reservoirs count too!"
"Black pit customers? There are some, but not many! What are you planning to do?"
"I currently have several very strong bait and additive products and am looking for distribution channels. Currently, the sales and customer repurchase rate at my store are very good, but we only have one black pit around us, too small a market scale!"
"I can try pushing it for you, but I can't guarantee the specific results!
I have at least a hundred long-term cooperative distribution clients, but not many stock or sell black pit products!
The simplest sales reference, imported Marukyu waster, last month I only sold six units, and a large proportion of them were purchased by competitive angling customers!
If you have a wide-spectrum wild fishing product, I can help you sell it. Black pit bait and additives have too few customer groups!"
Hearing the first half, Zhang Yang felt disheartened, but by the end, he saw a glimmer of hope.
Zhang Yang is very confident in the effect of his bait wine rice. Ever since its launch, even with Wen River's worsening fishing conditions, the repurchase rate of wine rice at the fishing gear store hasn't significantly declined. For some experienced anglers, it has become the first choice for baiting.
"There's also a Chinese herbal wine rice for wild fishing! I'll send two cases over with the logistics vehicle for you. Treat it as a new product trial. Give some samples to reliable distributors, and come back to me for restocking if there's a repurchase! As for the profit, we can discuss it in detail later!"
"Sure! No problem, I'm confident with wild fishing products. As long as the effect is good, there's definitely no worry about sales!"
"Let's go with that, I'll call you once it's sorted!"
"OK!"
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After hanging up, Zhang Yang felt a bit dejected.
The sales direction of the fishing gear wholesale market represents the trend of the fishing gear industry in a region.
Currently, at this time point, the total number of Black Pit's customer groups is still too small. After all, wild fishing resources are not as scarce as they were after 2014 in the previous life.
The promotion of black pit bait faces obstacles, but the phone call wasn't a complete dead end. At least the wild fishing wine rice can be promoted first.
Zhang Yang adjusted his emotions to calm down a bit. Overnight success is impossible.
The market needs cultivation, products need promotion, and everything takes time!
In the next two days, Zhang Yang prepared two more boxes of 120 test packets of batting wine rice and sent them to the market via logistics. Everything else continued as usual, continuing to operate the store.
The days passed by, and as the customer base gradually stabilized, Zhang Yang's shop revenue grew steadily.
Store revenue, starting from an average of four to five hundred yuan, has now stabilized at over a thousand yuan. On Wednesdays and Saturdays, the days when Oil House releases fish, revenue sees a slight surge.
In the last month's accounts, total sales revenue was approximately forty-five thousand yuan, excluding the over ten thousand yuan profit from the secret black sugar paste launched.
Overall, the store's scale grew from an initial capital of less than twenty thousand yuan, gradually revolving back into inventory, in three months, earning at least fifty to sixty thousand yuan.
The income is much stronger than expected. Everything is developing better than planned.
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Unknowingly, it's the Oil House fish release weekend again. Zhang Yang and his three members, who had planned for tit-for-tat revenge, brought a bag of diammonium fertilizer to the fishing ground early.
Wang Jun volunteered, and while there was no one at noon, he scattered the fertilizer in the fishing spots where Lang Junfeng and several loyal anglers liked to sit the previous two trips out.
After adding the material, Zhang Yang and the three of them got back in the car and returned to the store.
Anyway, the mid-aisle dead bait has already spread in a small range among anglers, and they weren't worried about the place being taken. Coming early to stay around is pointless, better to return to the store to enjoy the fan and drink tea comfortably.
It was nearly four thirty when the three returned to the fishing ground, and sure enough, there was no one at the spot that hadn't caught fish for several sessions.
Zhang Yang chose the north bank, Old Zhao and Wang Jun chose the south bank, just waiting for the fish-carrying car to deliver the fish and start fishing when the time came.
Now let's talk about Lang Junfeng.
Recently, Lang has been fishing successfully for two consecutive sessions, regaining his confidence. Not only has the sales situation in his shop improved, but hearing that this paid pond was quite enjoyable, he also drew in two new customers to play the black pit. This time, there were as many as seven registrations from Lang Junfeng's team.
They rushed to the fishing ground in full force, with team morale high.
"Brother Lang, where is a good spot to choose? Recommend a spot for fishing?" A chubby young angler followed for the first time, a bit unsure.
Lang Junfeng glanced at the fishing ground, confidently pointed northeast, and said, "The mid-aisle hasn't been productive in the last two sessions. Anywhere but there, feel free to sit!
Let me tell you, with this bait and imported additive, at Oil House Fishing Ground, it's currently No. 1, catching fish is guaranteed!!"
Old Lang, now tasting the sweetness of success, didn't know that the harsh fishing conditions of the next main event awaited him!