Song Tan Jishi

  Chapter 486 4.867 million goods!

  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 can't get such expensive fruits, since they dare to ask for prices, there must still be a market.

   He gritted his teeth: "Okay!"

  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 is a live broadcast, I will give Qiao Qiao a preview of the live broadcast room, and by the way, note that Taozi will only live broadcast this time."

  Song Tan raised his chin and looked in the direction of Boss Qian: "I'm very excited 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 has already finished the phone call, and he also heard Boss Wu incoherently asking about the special fruit seedlings over there, and he understands——

  People have unique planting or grafting channels.

   What does this mean?

  This means that there are no competing products 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 work 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, 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—it must not be so remote, has the supplier already contacted him?

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

  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: "Fruit has become more and more expensive in recent years!"

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

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

  At this moment, I helped to persuade him: "It's okay. When some famous peaches are on the market, they cost seven to eighty yuan a catty. Those who can't afford it don't understand, and those who can afford it 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 would not accept two more bottles of wine if he carried them now, so naturally he was not too happy to change them for her.

  Boss Qian could hear 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 the past years, aren't there any expensive ones?

  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 needs is 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 he was very dissatisfied in his eyes.

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 a peach, his thin body was full of fighting spirit, and rushed into the living room again.

   "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 greatly shocked.

  Boss Qian just called and he heard it. This wave is really overwhelmed. Even if there is some water, there must not be much water left.

  At this moment, I discussed with Song Tan: "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. Isn't there still hundreds of acres of mountain land in the future, 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 of them understood why.

  Because of time.

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

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

   Really gone.

  As soon as the spring is over, they all pack up and go to work. 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 get it together!

  Zhang Yanping can only persuade: "It's okay to be cheaper. After all, you asked Qiao Qiao to sell it for 60 in the live broadcast room, and he will also sell it at this price later. Can't make people feel uncomfortable?"

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

  He took out his mobile phone: "There is a lot of heavy rain in summer. 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 sold now. It's better than raining."

  Song Tan sighed: "It's a pity that Brother Yanping, your family 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 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.

  Talk peaches, even at the wholesale price of 60 yuan a 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 then 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 wasn't for this, why did he go to such great lengths to find some resources to import fruit for his family?

   It's purely lip service.

   Obviously Song Tan also understood very well, and sighed at this moment: "It's okay, when this batch of goods is finished, I won't be so busy, 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.

  (end of this chapter)