My plug-in is not that strong

Chapter 157 Selling Organic Fertilizer
Song Yu listened carefully to Song Yuan's words, and carefully distinguished the surrounding noises.

"Are you at the scene now?" Song Yu asked

"Yeah, the response is very enthusiastic, you listen!"

Song Yuan put the phone on hands-free, and took a few steps forward to point at the temporary sales booth.

It can be heard that Song Yuan's local accent rang out one after another.

"Is it really 30% higher than others in the coming year? Is it a lie?"

"Auntie, our boss is from this village. If he ran away from the monk, he could still go to the temple." The young man explained.

the other side.

"So cheap? I heard it's still made of garbage, isn't it hygienic?"

"Master, this is our fertilizer composition test report, which has been verified by professors in the university, and the quality is guaranteed."

and also.

"If I don't sell it to your family, what can you do? The food can grow in my field." A 40-year-old elder brother quarreled.

"Uncle, if we sign the contract, we will come to buy it at a price higher than 30%. If you say there is no more at that time, you will lose money."

And the one that shouted the most was:

"Quick, I want 3 bags, where is the signature?"

"Leave 2 bags for me first, and my neighbor will come over in a while."

"The contract is signed, and I can take the fertilizer home."

Seeing that his elder brother should have almost heard it, Song Yuan took back his mobile phone: "You heard it, this village sells the most, so I came here to watch it in person, and the other three villages are not much different."

"That can be handled almost?" Song Yu asked.

"Well, there are only more than 400 bags of organic fertilizer in the warehouse, which are almost covered by these four villages."

Song Yuan thought for a while, and then said: "However, this is organic fertilizer, and we still need to use it with chemical fertilizer. That is to say, it looks cheap, and it can be sold at a high price next year, so a family needs at most 2-3 bags. It’s just to join in the fun, I want one bag, and I signed a contract.”

"Brother, it will cost a lot of money to recycle 30% of the grain in the coming year. I'm afraid I won't be able to make money back, and the grain will not be used up, so it will be piled up again."

Song Yu didn't think about this issue.

But he asked Uncle Sun, the average small winery has an annual output of 800 tons of alcohol, and the grain needed is at least 1200 tons.

And their own fertilizer is only [-] bags, so even if the purchased grain is too much, it will not be too much, and it may even not be enough.

Therefore, there is no need to worry too much about the problem of piling up grain.

As for the funds used for the acquisition, there is no need to worry about it. After half a year has passed, Song Yu himself can't imagine how much metal will be precipitated from the water purifier.

"It's okay, you don't need to worry about it. It's just that the quality of the purchased grain will be uneven." Song Yu replied: "Wait to collect the purchasers, and when the grain is recycled in the coming year, it will be classified according to quality."

"Well, that's what Uncle Sun said."

"Our goal this year is to open up the market. In the coming year, organic fertilizers will no longer need to be sold so cheaply. Everyone will be willing to invest after seeing the effect, and the quality of food will improve," Song Yu explained.

After finishing the chat with Song Yuan, Song Yu sat in the yard, enjoying the sunset at 5 o'clock in the afternoon.

Mother Song has already gone out, she should go to the corn field to see that Father Song never comes back.

Alone, with a little breeze in the air, looking at the rhubarb and Ahua in the yard, I feel that such a comfortable day is not bad.

"Om~~~~"

"Om~~~~"

Song Yu's cell phone rang.

"Hey, Xiao Ming, what's the matter, it's like three autumns since we don't see each other every day. I just saw me yesterday, and I'm looking for me again today." Song Yu joked.

"Fuck you. I'm here to tell you that I will bring Song Yuan here tomorrow." Xiao Ming said seriously.

"Oh."

Xiao Ming and Song Yu are three years older than Song Yuan, and the three played together when they were young, but Xiao Ming only regards Song Yuan as his younger brother. After all, in the world of children, there is a generation gap when they are three years younger.

But this time Xiao Ming took the initiative to call Song Yuan, and Song Yu was not surprised, but just responded lightly.

"You know, we will have some close friends here tomorrow, including mine and Dandan's. Well... there will be some people from the work unit, so you understand." Xiao Ming saw that Song Yu didn't care, hurriedly reminded.

Work units, that is, government departments.

It seems that Xiao Ming knew that Song Yuan was running the business of Song Yujian's company, so he specifically asked him to recruit some contacts.

"Understood! Brother, brother remembers you. Next time you come, I will ask Dahuang to bark at you less." Song Yu said solemnly.

"Fuck you! Shouldn't you be tying up rhubarb! Your dog is about to grow up!" Xiao Ming yelled angrily: "Also, don't be too serious tomorrow, after all, they also have some taboos."

"Understood!" Song Yu said happily.

At least there is such a relationship, and it will be easy to handle things in the future.

Like the matter of Qiangba's ID card last time, if it weren't for Song Yuan's contacts, it would definitely not work.

Xiao Ming emphasized the time and place again before hanging up the phone.

Song Yu immediately called Song Yuan, told him what happened tomorrow, and explained a few words.

It's just that Song Yuan is too busy, and he still needs to prepare the materials on the shares when he returns to the factory, so tomorrow he will go to the hotel to find Song Yu by himself instead of setting off at home with Song Yu.

After the phone call, Song's father and Song's mother both came back, disheveled, and it seemed that the corn stalks had been smashed, and they came back with such a dusty body inadvertently.

After dinner, Song Yu watched the moon in the yard for a while as usual and then went back to his room. He wanted to go to a certain treasure to see if he had anything to say to him.

Open the chat history, in addition to Jiajia sent a few photos of Alice, there is also a chat message from Li Bin.

Li Bin's news is nothing more than that 'Shuibaxian' has developed a kind, which is already on the shelves, and the price is not set so low.

In addition, the strawberry seedlings have been successfully developed and are waiting for the final inspection. If nothing happens, they will be put on the shelves in a few days. The price is 500 coins, which is much cheaper than Lin Sen.

Song Yu left all these to him to decide, and he was bound to do the job of throwing away the shopkeeper thoroughly.

Afterwards, I went to chat with Jiajia for a few more words, and Song Yu found that Jiajia seemed to mention her good friend Yingying more and more often.

Jiajia: Brother, I gave Yingying a white candy. She actually recognized it. She called it Big White Rabbit Toffee. The name is so nice.

Song Yu: Well, that's the name.

Jiajia: And her cat, the one I took a picture of for you, it's strange that Alice doesn't like to play with it.

Jiajia: By the way, Yingying asked me about you.I didn't tell him who you are.

ask me?
It may be because Jiajia has so many strange things, and Jiajia mentioned that she has an older brother, so they are connected.

However, if she wants to know about Jiajia's previous live broadcast and the group of "Song Moren" stores she manages now, she should know who her brother is.

Song Yu: Well, you are doing very well.

Song Yu didn't care about a little girl's curiosity.

　It's open!Thanks to 20181005143112998 book friends for voting.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)