Song Tan Jishi

Zhang Yanping hesitated to speak, but thought about the prices of the high-quality apples offered in his orchard this year—although his own fruit wholesale store couldn't get such expensive fruits, since they dared to ask for prices, there must still be a market for them.

He gritted his teeth: "OK!"

At this moment, the two skins with different color numbers looked at each other, and they had a tacit understanding with each other.

And Zhang Yanping thought for a while: "Is there a live broadcast in the afternoon? If it's a live broadcast, I'll give Qiao Qiao a preview of the live broadcast room, and by the way, note that Taozi's live broadcast will only be this time."

Song Tan raised his chin and looked in the direction of Boss Qian: "I'm very tempted to see him, maybe I can buy a lot..."

I just don't know how to be brave, can I have 200,000?

Song Tan was right, Boss Qian really meant that.

At this moment, he had already finished the phone call, and he also heard Boss Wu incoherently asking about the special fruit seedlings over there, so he understood——

People have unique planting or grafting channels.

What does this mean?

This means that there is no competition in the market.

They sell fruit, and it doesn't count if the fruit is sold. A good relationship with the orchard and good feedback from customers are also indispensable.

Because I fight alone, all I do are repeat customers.

At this moment, Boss Qian was also squatting in the yard, watching Xiao Zhu, the party secretary, help wrap the peaches in a sponge wrap, and put them into boxes one by one for packing.

During the period, Aunt Lianhua also washed one for him alone.

After all, in her simple mind, this is to buy the fruit, and it must be good for others.

Boss Qian took it over sadly and heartbrokenly, and gnawed on it, asking, "You guys are packing the box now, has someone already placed an order?"

He secretly became vigilant—he couldn't be so remote, he had already been contacted by a supplier, right?

"No," Xiao Zhu was so busy that he didn't even raise his head: "These peaches are delicious. I'll get a dozen boxes to share with my family."

If it hadn't been for a long time and it wasn't fresh enough, she really wanted to buy thirty or fifty boxes at a time.

After all, once there are repeat customers in the live broadcast, is there much Taoyuan that can pay back for itself?

Boss Qian was shocked: "A dozen or twenty boxes? It's also 60 a catty?!"

"That's right." Xiao Zhu also sighed, "Fruits have become more and more expensive in recent years!"

"It costs several thousand..." Boss Qian murmured.

The branch secretary Xiao Zhu has really eaten expensive fruits. 60 yuan a catty is expensive and expensive, and it’s okay if it’s not expensive.

At this moment, I help persuade him: "It's okay. When some famous peaches are on the market, they cost seven to eighty pounds per catty. Those who can't afford them don't understand, and those who can afford them don't care about the price at all. The customer base is different."

There are also 10 yuan and three catties of local peaches in the market!

"But I think those 70 or 80 are not as delicious as this. Besides, if you see a good thing, you have to act quickly, otherwise you won't even see a shadow."

She said, thinking of these grandpas calling her from time to time to murmur all kinds of regrets about how they didn't get the tobacco leaves, she was also deeply moved.

After all, Song Youde wouldn't accept two more bottles of wine if he carried them now, so naturally he wasn't too happy to change them for her.

Boss Qian could tell her sincerity, and he was really shocked at the moment.

Yes, a small village party secretary has such courage and vision, why is he still looking forward and backward?

Counting the fruits he handled in previous years, isn't there any expensive one?

One year, the purchase price of the most expensive peach was 40. Is this delicious?

No.

Is it sold?

It was tough, but it sold.

All he needed was a high-end packing box——he glanced at the plain cardboard box in front of him, with only four words [Pastoral Notes] printed on it, and his eyes were filled with dissatisfaction.

no!

He stood up: "I have to discuss it again-I don't want a box, just pack it in a plastic basket for me! Can you give me a cheaper price?"

He gnawed on the peaches, his thin body burst into the living room with a raging fighting spirit.

"Sister, I want 700,000 yuan, but I don't want your carton packaging. What price can you give me?"

"Of course it's still 6—" Song Tan's voice hadn't finished before he suddenly realized: "700,000?"

Seeing that Boss Qian nodded seriously, he pulled Zhang Yanping to stand up: "Let's discuss it."

Zhang Yanping was also shocked.

He heard Boss Qian's phone call just now. This wave is really overwhelmed. Even if there is some water, there must not be much left.

Discuss with Song Tan at this moment: "People don't want our carton packaging, the cost of a box is more than three yuan less, and the cost of packaging is also much less."

Song Tan also nodded: "Look at him, he looks like he's on the verge of breaking the boat. There are still hundreds of acres of mountain land, so let's make a good impression on others first!"

Having said that, Song Tan still has some regrets: "My biggest strength is the delicious fruit. In fact, there is no need to compromise on the price... It's a pity..."

The two looked at each other, each understanding why.

Because of time.

Chickpeas are ripe and cannot stay on the tree for long.

But how many strong laborers are there in the village now?

Really gone.

As soon as spring is over, they all pack up and go to work, and the few left are still busy in the fields.

If it is really sold online, picking, picking, packing, and express delivery... This assembly line may not be able to make it all up!

Zhang Yanping could only persuade: "It's okay if it's cheaper. After all, you asked Qiao Qiao to sell it for 60 in the live broadcast room, and he would sell it at the same price in the future. You can't make people feel uncomfortable, right?"

"Besides, once he spends 700,000, you don't have to worry about most of the orchards. You can eat the rest by yourself or sell it as you like, so you don't have to worry about it."

He took out his mobile phone: "There are heavy rains in summer, and the forecast says that there will be rain in a week. If it doesn't rain, let's talk about it for now, but it's better to sell it now than to be in the rain."

Song Tan sighed: "It's a pity that Brother Yanping doesn't make this kind of high-end fruit, otherwise you will definitely be able to make money."

"Forget it."

When Zhang Yanping thought of his family's business, he was also involved in a lawsuit.

His parents have been cautious all their lives in business.

It's good to be cautious, no matter what happens, you won't lose a lot, but there are no breakthroughs and opportunities.

For example, Tantan peaches, even at the wholesale price of 60 yuan per catty, as long as customers have bought them, there must be repeat customers.

But the question is, do the couple dare?

The most expensive fruit they sell every year, that is, the box of cherries during the holidays, it will never cost 60 yuan a catty!

Song Tan's peaches, as long as they open their mouths, they will definitely agree to help sell them, but after that, they have to worry about it and worry about it.

So, from the very beginning, Zhang Yanping didn't have this idea - he really knew his parents too well.

If it weren't for this, why did he spend so much effort in order to find some resources to import fruit for his family?

It's purely lip service.

Obviously Song Tan also understood very well, and now he sighed: "It's okay, when this batch of goods is finished, I won't be so busy, I will send them two boxes one by one."

good night! Let's make a quick decision this year, otherwise the whole village will be miserable if it doesn't have enough packaging lines. After all, the fields are still transplanting rice seedlings.

It would be nice to get more people at the end of the year.