Song Tan Jishi

   Chapter 487 487. Live broadcast price increase

  Zhang Yanping hurriedly said: "I just carry two bags in a plastic bag at home. If you put it in a box, they won't be willing to eat it!"

  This is also the reason why he doesn't want to stay at home.

  Because his parents really want to suffer for themselves and leave the good to their son.

  But the problem is...

  Zhang Yanping thought unceremoniously, before Tan Tan came back to Baoshan, the conditions of their family were definitely more than 10 times better. That's it, if you eat a fish, you have to give him a stomach first...

   Is it a lot of pressure?

   There is really no way.

  …

   After the two discussed it, Song Tan also walked up to Boss Qian, and said with a very reluctant and serious expression:

   "Boss Qian, I don't want to say anything else. If you really want 700,000 goods, 57 a catty, you can't lose a penny."

   Just say this and listen to it. Those who can bargain will not believe a word.

  So Boss Qian also began to grind the price—it’s really a turn of events. In the past, when he went to buy peaches from others, which one was not nice?

  It's better now, but I'm all about getting these peaches.

  The price haggling is exhausted.

   "The cost of each box of yours is more than three yuan, right? I'll save you the courier fee - 50! 50 is already a sky-high price! My 700,000 package of goods, you don't have to worry about the orchard this year."

  Song Tan was also embarrassed and painful in every possible way: "Boss Qian, can such delicious peaches be cultivated without spending a lot of money? I can't even keep my money for 50 yuan!"

   "Besides, you want 700,000 goods, and you don't subsidize the garden. If you do, I will give you 50!"

   "That won't work!"

  Boss Qian has less than 700,000 yuan left in his account. Here he has to pack the fruit, but he has to find someone to borrow money for the packaging. How can he have the money to go to the garden?

  But you can’t say that!

  So he also sighed: "That won't work, I will pay the labor costs for the gardening, and it's not much cheaper after all!"

   The two sides fought each other to death, and finally reached Song Tan's psychological price of 55.

  So and so, both parties are happy.

  Boss Qian stood up complacently: "That's the price!"

  He rubbed his hands: "Look, if we sign a contract now and pay a deposit, can we start picking?"

  He circled around in a hurry: "I still have to contact the manufacturer to rush out some packing boxes!"

  Nowadays peaches are the most expensive fruit in the peach market, so the packaging boxes for juicy peaches are easy to find, but there are not many crunchy peaches. What's more, the chickpea peach has a sharp tip that is difficult to transport.

   For a while, he was alone on the phone, looked at WeChat and stared at the pictures, and the shadows of thousands of troops appeared in the living room.

   On the other hand, the two inspectors who witnessed the whole process had already finished eating the peaches, and sat there with their faces numb.

  —Nothing else, I still want to eat.

  Hearing what Song Tan said to Boss Qian at this moment, he stood up shyly and rubbed his hands together:

   "Then what... that... at this wholesale price, can we also pay a few catties?"

  That is to say, although I haven't decided how much to buy, but seeing that people have negotiated a good deal, if this wave of bargains is not taken advantage of, it is like losing 50.

   Facing this kind of request, Song Tan couldn't refuse, but Zhang Yanping smiled enthusiastically: "Oh, even you guys think it's delicious, so I have more confidence in this year's fruit!"

   "We agree with this price. But as you all know, Boss Qian has just wrapped the fruit in the yard. I have to talk to him again."

   Actually, there is no need to ask about money, Boss Qian will definitely agree.

   But in this way, the peaches on both sides look tight!

   Looking back at the publicity, the inspectors of the municipal government came to taste it, and bought several boxes back without saying a word.

  Let's just say, what kind of fruits have these inspectors who went to the mountains and the countryside haven't eaten? Why are you still in such a hurry? This means that the peach is worth it!

   "Should, should."

  The two inspectors nodded their heads.

  Thought for a while, then twitched: "Then this... this... your tea, and the one you mentioned..."

"What?"

  Song Tan looked at Zhang Yanping curiously.

  Zhang Yanping hasn't talked with Dr. Guo yet, but at this moment, his expression remains the same, and he gives the other party a calm look:

   "No hurry, no hurry, let's stay home for a light meal at noon, and I will arrange it."

  When he said this, it seemed that everything was under control, and the other party was really not in a hurry.

  So he sat down, stared at the peaches on the plate, and quickly took another one.

   Turning his head, Zhang Yanping had already rushed out of the yard with his mobile phone: "Tan Tan, please say hello first, I'll go find Dr. Guo!"

   Oh, after the fisherman was not allowed to come, he lost a lot of income, so he must find a place to make up for it.

  …

  The downstairs is in a hurry, Aunt Lianhua and Party Secretary Xiao Zhu are busy packing; Boss Qian’s loud voice urging the packing boxes can be heard in the whole yard; the inspectors are eating peaches and tea, and their stomachs are almost full...

   And Qiao Qiao looked at his idle mobile phone, and suddenly asked: "Mr. Xin, are all the peaches in the Taoyuan sold? Then I will teach the children how to pick peaches in the afternoon?"

  Xin Jun: …

  He couldn't hold back anymore.

  Let’s just say that Zhang Yanping was quick before, and had already logged into his account to post a preview of peach picking.

  He smiled and comforted: "It's okay, I will definitely be able to pick it in the afternoon."

  Turning his head and hurried downstairs, he found Song Tan:

   "I just heard Boss Qian say 700,000, how many peaches can 700,000 pack?"

  Song Tan thought for a while: "About half, we have quite a lot of peaches. What's wrong?"

   Xin Jun smiled wryly: "Did you forget that there will be a live broadcast of selling peaches in the afternoon? The preview has already been printed out. How much do you plan to sell peaches for this live broadcast?"

   After all, other wholesalers are also waiting here.

  Song Tan: …

  She blinked: "How about... dove?"

  Xin Jun couldn't laugh or cry: "Even if you dove today, you will also dove this week, but Boss Qian's wholesale is over, and the remaining half is completely not going to be sold online?"

   Otherwise, the price cannot be avoided.

  It’s expensive, and it’s definitely not going to sell online.

  It’s cheaper, what are the advantages of Boss Qian’s wholesale?

  Song Tan: ... began to suffer.

   This wave blames her, she has never planted a peach tree before, and she doesn't know that the chickpea peach grows so vigorously under the birth of aura, but now it is doing well, almost mature in front and rear legs.

   There is no time for batch selection.

   Not to mention screening wholesalers for them.

  Of course, Party Secretary Xiao Zhu had the right plan at the beginning. The inspectors planned to introduce wholesalers.

  But, not everyone has the courage of a rich boss, and there will be delays in the middle.

   Now that most of the peaches are ripe, it is the most suitable time for picking. If the live broadcast room only picks peaches and does not sell them, isn’t this wave of traffic and previews wasted?

   After all, fans who are used to watching live broadcast rooms must have prepared their wallets.

  She can only wear a pain mask: "Let's raise the price to 80."

   Regardless of the difference of only 20 yuan, the number of customers who are willing to spend may be reduced by half.

but…

   It doesn’t matter whether you buy it or not in the live broadcast room. After all, there are so many peaches, so you need to type out the price first, so that the wholesaler you find later will have a reference.

  (end of this chapter)