Song Tan Jishi

Chapter 762 762. Roasted chestnuts with sugar

Boss Qian and Wang did come over early the next morning, and they probably bought tickets for the early morning. They were full of sincerity!

 However, when he arrived at Song Tan's house, he was dumbfounded.

 Because there are not many people left in the family.

And Qiaoqiao took them up the mountain. In the chestnut garden, several long bamboo poles were banging on the branches. If they walked closer, they were really afraid of fist-sized brown chestnut bags hitting them directly!

“Why did the fight start?” Boss Wang hesitated a little:

“Why is Boss Song so confident? We haven’t tasted it yet and we haven’t negotiated the price yet, right? She’s going to take the chestnuts now. What if we don’t reach an agreement?”

He was still a little uncomfortable, thinking that this was some kind of moral kidnapping that people talk about nowadays.

However, Boss Qian has a different view.

He said warily: "Is it possible that the price offered by Chang was too high? Boss Xiao Song couldn't help it, so he agreed!"

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 The two of them looked at each other and felt a little bad.

I would like to go in and take a look. The golden cherry blossoms on the fence are trimmed to pieces, but the heavy chestnut bags inside were also crackled and scattered.

So much so that the two of them stood far apart, not daring to take a step beyond their reach.

At this moment, the beating of chestnuts suddenly came to an end. It was probably because they were beating too hard with the bamboo pole and they had to take a break.

 And Boss Qian finally seized the opportunity and shouted loudly: "Boss Song, is Boss Song here?"

After a while, Song Tan was seen walking out from the depths of the chestnut forest carrying a long bamboo pole.

“Boss Qian, why are you here so early?”

Boss Wang wanted to say more, but Boss Qian couldn't hold it in anymore and hit a straight ball:

“Boss Song, are these chestnuts for us? What’s the price?”

Song Tan was stunned for a moment, and then he realized: "Don't worry, our family has arranged what to do with these chestnuts. If you don't want them later, we will keep them and sell them ourselves."

As she spoke, she lowered her head and groped on the ground again, and finally pulled out a chestnut bag that had exploded, and took out three shiny and round chestnuts from it.

　　“You try it first.”

"I understand that chestnuts are not as easy to sell as peaches. The tentative wholesale price is forty-one catties. The specific output is not calculated, but four thousand catties are definitely available."

"If you want to rent a garden, just give me 160,000 yuan."

 She was still so cheerful...Boss Qian was still a little touched in his heart.

 Think again about the sky-high price of forty-one pounds! !

Honour, these chestnuts are not eaten as fruit. At most, they are used as ingredients to stew soup, make snacks, or stir-fry chestnuts with sugar.

But the wholesale price is forty-one pounds. Who are they selling these roasted chestnuts to?

 Boss Wang suddenly burst into tears: "This, this is too expensive!"

He first backed down.

The cost price is forty-one kilograms. If he rents a cold storage later, he really can’t think of how to make money by selling it?

 Who would buy it?

Boss Qian hesitated, and now took the initiative to express his opinion: "The price is a bit high, but I still want to think about it..."

 He could already taste the chestnuts in his hands.

 The chestnuts are old and not crispy in taste, but after one bite, the special sweet aroma that becomes increasingly mellow still bursts out in your mouth.

This kind of taste, even if he eats it dry, he can eat a whole basket!

 And if it’s for cooking...forget it, what kind of chicken should be used to match such good chestnuts?

 But if we sell it like this... He looked at Boss Wang again: "Old Wang, are you sure you don't want it?"

Boss Wang sighed: "No, I really don't have any customers in this area. If I take this back, I won't be able to develop."

Boss Qian is also worried: "Boss Song, what are you going to do with the chestnuts you keep at home? Are you going to sell them in the online store's live broadcast room?"

Song Tan didn't hide it either: "If you don't want it, Boss Chang will probably take away at least a thousand catties. He will use it for tea in his restaurant."

“I will keep the remaining two or three thousand kilograms and process them into sugar-fried chestnuts. Eighty-one kilograms can still be sold.”

 Excluding labor and various costs, you should be able to earn a little more than the wholesale price of 40.

However, only a little bit.

This is not a rare idea, and Boss Qian couldn’t help but simulate the process in his mind.

 But at this time, his shortcomings became apparent—there were almost no high-end customers!

Even if there is, it was accumulated from Yunqiao Xiantao last time. But when peaches and chestnuts are placed there, their attractiveness to people is completely different.

 At this point, he couldn't help but retreat.

 It’s just that they were begging for it a while ago, but now that the chestnuts have been knocked, they don’t want it anymore…

This, this, this! I can’t stand it when I say this!

Song Tan laughed: "Don't worry about it. The normal process is that we negotiate the price first. I saw rain in the next three days, so I called in advance."

She was still carrying a bamboo pole on her shoulders, and she had a motorcycle helmet on her head as appropriate. She was racing against time to catch up, turned around and entered the garden again, and then joined the three invited people to unite the front.

 This five-acre chestnut orchard actually does not require four people.

But the chestnuts were knocked and stabbed, and they were attacked in large groups. In order to take them all back home as soon as possible, and because of the instruction of "a day is counted as a day's work", everyone was working hard.

At this moment, when Song Tan joined in, she danced the thick and long bamboo pole like a tiger, and the chestnut tree in front was smashed on the head and face, and chestnut bags fell one after another...

For some reason, Boss Qian and Boss Wang shrank their necks, and immediately followed Qiao Qiao down the mountain in despair.

 But as I walked, I always felt a little uncomfortable...

“Old Wang, do you think we are not very authentic?”

Lao Wang sighed: "Don't think about it, 40 per catty, transportation and cold storage labor... Do you have the ability to sell it for 80 per catty, or do I?"

He said, feeling a little frustrated: "How come you haven't developed a single high-end customer after working for so many years? It's not even as good as Qiaoqiao's live broadcast room."

 He saw it last time, peaches costing 80 per catty, sold in hundreds of boxes.

If they hadn’t rented the garden later, Song Tan would have sold out all the stores online.

 When I think about it, I feel even worse.

However, Qiaoqiao shook her head: "It doesn't matter! My sister also said that the groups are different, so she planned to sell it herself - we also ordered three sugar-roasted chestnut machines!"

He was obviously very excited when he talked about this: "What a big iron pot, with dark quartz sand in it! Then plug it in, and they will roll and roll with the chestnuts..."

As Qiao Qiao spoke, she couldn't help but fantasize: "The chestnuts fried like this must be delicious, right?"

Update 4.

Well, good night, I’ll keep up the good work tomorrow and guarantee three updates for a week in a row!

It’s really hard to do at night now. After half past ten, I feel sleepier than a dog. I wrote this after brushing my teeth and taking a walk around the living room.

 (End of this chapter)