Song Tan Jishi

Zhao Lei smelled the fragrance of tea, and his imagination ran wild——

When is the next live broadcast? Will the anchor sell his 1,000 yuan honey? Can I continue to buy the trial pack of tea? Give me another chance...

Thoughts turned east and west in my mind, and the aroma of tea leaves drifted away...

And at this moment, the leader suddenly came to his work station: "Xiao Zhao, this document, please check and issue this document."

The leader ordered that Zhao Lei must do it conscientiously. He stared at the computer for a while, and the other party seemed to be anxiously waiting for the file, so he simply waited aside at the moment.

Zhao Lei: ...

The leader observed, feeling like sitting on pins and needles.

Until the leader asked: "Whose tea is this disposable cup? No one drinks the water in it?"

"No no."

Zhao Lei said subconsciously.

As soon as he finished speaking, he regretted it, but when he turned his head again, he found that the leader had already picked up the cup. At this moment, he smelled the tea with an intoxicated expression, and then took a shallow sip.

Zhao Lei: ...

——What to do now? Can this water be brought back again?

He wants to cry but has no tears.

However, the leader savored it carefully, then looked at the cheap disposable paper cup in surprise, and frowned again:

"Who brought this tea? Good quality! Where did you buy it? How much?"

In a small unit, everyone speaks more casually. At this moment, the female colleague next to her laughed:

"Leader, Zhao Lei bought this from someone else's live broadcast room, and it costs 30 yuan a cup."

"How about it, is it worth it? We still think it smells good, and plan to buy a few more as aromatherapy."

What aromatherapy? !

The leader's eyes clearly showed heartache: "You guys, just like these fancy things - you have to drink this tea to know how good it is!"

Then asked Zhao Lei: "Which live broadcast room, how did you buy it?"

He's getting old, so he's not very good at operations: "Otherwise Xiao Zhao will buy me a catty when I buy it, and I'll transfer the money."

At this moment, he still doesn't know how much a catty costs.

Everyone laughed and urged Zhao Lei.

However, he turned on his phone and took a look: "You still don't believe me when I said that the anchor is a temporary benefit, but now look at it, all of their items have been taken off the shelves, and they don't plan to sell them at all."

Whoa!

This is really a bolt from the blue!

The wallets are all ready, but things are not in place. Everyone was depressed to death: "Hurry up and go to the live broadcast room to remind me?"

Only the leader looked at the cup in his hand cherishingly, and then sighed: "The output of good tea is like this, not much. Do you use disposable cups to make this kind of tea? What a waste."

He turned his head and smiled at everyone with a cup in his hand: "I've already drank all of this tea—oh, Xiao Zhao, how embarrassing it is. Call me next time you sell it again, and I'll buy an extra copy and return it to you. "

He turned his head and walked into his office with a cup in his hand.

Then he closed the door, and poured water and tea directly into his exclusive teacup with a bang.

Take it up and taste it again: Well, it smells even better now.

...

And in Yunqiao Village, Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun nested in the yard of Grandpa Song Tan's house, and now they were talking to the computer——

"I think my copywriting looks more simple!"

"No, no rendering power."

"Big stores display data, while small stores focus on feelings. Your words are too cold, and we haven't actually tested them, so it's not convincing to accept them."

The two people are arguing endlessly about the new online store.

In a hurry, several fishing uncles finally sent all the pictures they took. In order to be able to throw a pole in the pond and match those small earthworms, they went all out.

At this moment, the color rendering of the picture is particularly appetizing. The dew on the tea leaves is crystal clear, and there are faint colorful lights shining in the sun.

When the honey is poured out of the bottle, it flows crystal clear, as if countless essences of heaven and earth are brewing in it.

The pak choy is even more crispy, so crisp and tender that people can't wait to take a bite, and the leaves are attached to the rods, so sweet to the heart.

When it comes to photographing people, these middle-aged and elderly photographers may not be able to do well.

Can take beautiful scenery...

Don't you see that every time their photography association organizes any competitions, they are all lotus, osmanthus, and plum blossoms. They are the best at close-ups!

Now even Song Tan is extremely satisfied, urging Zhang Yanping to quickly get all the baby links done.

According to her words: I have received everything that should be received for the trial pack, and I don't believe that no one is moved! Taking advantage of this enthusiasm, hurry up and give them a chance to spend money. "

But wanting to upload treasures, from copywriting to pictures to postage settings, even if there are no fancy coupons and full discounts, the unfamiliar Zhang Yanping has been busy all morning.

In fact, there are only 7 treasures in the store.

[Big camellia, 10,000 yuan for 500 grams. 】

[Authentic farmhouse honey, 500 grams, 1,000 yuan]

[Chinese cabbage 20 yuan 500 grams]

[Coriander 20 yuan 150 grams]

[Red-headed shallots 20 yuan 150 grams]

[Garlic seedlings 20 yuan 150 grams]

[Nepeta 20 yuan 150 grams]

Is there anything else to sell?

Walking around the whole mountain, the pepper seedlings are still twitching, the watermelon has only bloomed a few flowers, the peach blossoms are beautiful but they can’t be sold!

...There are a little few things.

Song Tan looked at the pictures of peach blossoms, and suddenly thought:

"Anyway, with so many peach trees blooming, it's impossible for all of them to bear fruit. Maybe there will be interfruits...In this case, why don't you sell another batch of dried peach blossoms!"

Zhang Yanping thought for a while: "It doesn't necessarily have to be dried in the sun. I think some people want fresh peach blossoms. They cook porridge, make cakes, wet compresses and decoct...there are many of them."

The main thing is to dry it, and it won't be done for a while.

That's even better.

Moreover, if people want to dry peach blossoms, they need flower buds to clean them up. There are really not many flower buds on her mountain now.

It is better to pull the petals directly than to pick them.

Only petals, no pistils and flower pedicles, even if they are fresh, they are not worthy of the name.

I don't know how many petals there are in the mountain, so Song Tan simply priced them casually: "20 yuan for 10 grams, let's unify."

"Go ahead and pick, let's dry the more in the shade and save them for later sale."

Zhang Yanping responded quickly: "Okay! When I think about a copy, I won't take pictures of peach blossoms alone. I think the few pictures given by others are pretty good."

Now he and Xin Jun were thinking hard together, as if they were really worrying about this family!

Ulan was still pondering: "Then, for the peach petals, should we wrap a piece of cloth under it to let the wind blow, or grab the petals by ourselves?"

"It's all right."

Song Tan knew how strong the peach trees were on the mountain: "Mom, get someone to stand under it with a big dustpan or a piece of cloth, and then get someone to shake the tree a little bit. Part of the tree will come down, and the rest will be picked up slowly." .”

Wow, thinking about it this way, she is really a good money maker!

The petals picked up in this way not only do not affect honey production, but also do not affect the result!

It's really a touch of gold.

no more! Good night.