??Chapter 496: 496. Bicycle becos motorcycle_1
Chapter 496: 496. Bicycle becos motorcycle_1
Qiaoqiao’s live stream: …?!
Xiaojiang’s live stream: ??? What the hell?!
No way!
In the live stream, the notifications [Soone just placed an order] kept flashing non-stop. It was the peak ti for sales, but hunger marketing shouldn’t be like this, right?
At this mont, believe it or not, everyone was getting a bit panicky.
But Qiaoqiao was stunned for a mont, then refocused the cara on herself, “But this brother hasn’t left yet!”
Xiaojiang, just about to speak: …
He hurriedly said, “Right! Did you guys hear
just now? I’m placing my order now, and then I’ll do an unboxing live… Hello, are you guys listening?”
“I’m not listening, I’m not listening!”
Qiaoqiao covered her ears with one hand, pretending not to hear: “I don’t want to listen to stinky brother, I just won’t listen!”
[Hahaha although I’m anxious to place an order but I’m still hahaha]
[Xiaojiang, oh Xiaojiang, you can’t win against Qiaoqiao (dog head)]
[Kid, covering your ears with one hand is useless hahaha]
[Have you all placed your orders? This wouldn’t be so kind of hunger marketing, would it?]
[Is this place feeling guilty? As soon as Xiaojiang talks about placing an order…]
[Damn, it really might be! Xiaojiang, hurry up and buy!]
[I don’t think so… Anyway, I didn’t win the lottery, better buy so first]
Qiaoqiao wasn’t listening, and Song Tan didn’t pay attention either, “Don’t mind him, I’ve already called him a villain, so close the live stream. Go tell Brother Yanping to delist the peaches.”
Bullet comnts: …Is this for real?
[Host, do you want to listen to what you’re saying?]
[Peaches for eighty yuan a kilo, why won’t you sell them?]
[Could it be you really are feeling guilty?]
[I’m dying of laughter, I was about to believe you, but as soon as Xiaojiang started talking about the lottery and unboxing, you begin delisting…]
However, Qiaoqiao’s fans were more rational:
[Damn, damn, damn! Delisting?! I haven’t even decided whether to buy yet!]
[Hurry, hurry, hurry and place the order ahhhh!]
[The host never bluffs ahhhh how many boxes should I buy!]
[Host, hold off on closing, over at Xiaojiang’s side——]
The next mont, Qiaoqiao’s fair face leaned in:
“Kids, Teacher Qiaoqiao had a fight today, which is bad; don’t imitate this, everyone. Picking peaches has been taught, the peaches have been eaten for all to see, let’s end the class.”
He was rarely this thorough, not forgetting about the kids, but his action of closing the live stream was even swifter than before.
——It seed he really hated Xiaojiang.
anwhile, everyone hadn’t even finished sending their bullet comnts when the live stream was already plunged into darkness.
Everyone: …
Numbed for a mont, they rushed into the Peach Treasure shop—
Where are the peaches, where? Buy them while you still can!!!
…
And up on the mountain.
Zhang Yanping reluctantly looked at the soaring orders in front of him:
“We’ve sold over two hundred boxes now—and it’s still rising, almost three hundred, are we really delisting? Eighty yuan per kilo!”
Song Tan nodded, “How did we sell so much? Over two hundred boxes is enough to pack for an entire day—let
call Brother Xiaozhang.”
Zhang Yanping also thought about it: although the live broadcast room sold 81 pounds, first you have to sort out the appearance, second you have to weigh and choose the sizes, and third you have to pack and seal the boxes one by one… So, even though it’s the sa product and it’s easy to attach the address, it indeed takes up a lot of ti!
Plus, shipping for five pounds of fruit can’t be avoided, and with labor costs, when compared to wholesale contracting, a box doesn’t earn much…
Alright!
He decisively made a call, “Xin Jun, take the peaches off the shelves directly from the backend.”
The computer Song Tan bought was now sitting in the upstairs study, and Xin Jun often lent a hand. As soon as the call ended, a few clicks later and the page imdiately turned grey.
And Song Tan clapped her hands, “Boss Qian, see how considerate we are? Sales were booming, and we paused it just on your word.”
Boss Qian didn’t expect this, “You haven’t even let people taste them, and there are so many orders. How can they be so bold?”
Gosh, has the fruit market already beco this high-end? Have we been doing low-priced fruit for too many years?
Song Tan looked at him, “Because our products have never been bad, ever.”
Boss Qian: …
He thought about the peaches, then about the trella soup, and finally about that cup of tea, and the rice al at noon.
At this mont, he couldn’t help feeling regretful, “How about you plant so more rice next year? I’ll take all that you harvest, okay?”
Song Tan: …Is there anything you don’t want, and do you even rember you’re a fruit seller?
The two to three hundred acres indeed needed planning, but as for what to plant…
“We’ll talk about it next year,” she said smilingly, “Next year, I expect there will probably be more people coming to place orders.”
Boss Qian: …!!!
Yes!
This year they’re opening the market, next year the reputation will grow, won’t the competition co flocking in?
Darn it!
All he could do was look at Song Tan, her petite fra exuding imnse sincerity, “But … I placed an order upon eting you, that’s both sincerity and fate, big sister! You must not forget
next year if you have good stuff!”
Song Tan smiled even more genuinely, “Sure, no problem… Let’s see how well the peaches sell this year first.”
Boss Qian gritted his teeth, thinking he’d have to negotiate a deal no matter what once his brother arrived!
If that didn’t work… He clenched his fist, thinking he could take out a bigger loan if necessary! Take a gamble, and a bicycle might turn into a motorcycle!
In any case, he couldn’t miss out on these peaches!
…
After watching for a while on the mountain and helping to carry out baskets filled with fruit—the peach trees were so lush that they didn’t have to move much, and had already piled up quite a few full baskets.
Unfortunately, they were still far from the over two hundred boxes that needed to be shipped.
Those ant for Boss Qian were even less likely—
There just weren’t enough people!
Boss Qian was no longer anxious—he was offered a wholesale price of 55, but Song Tan said contract farming was 50, which ant the contract had to be signed all over again!
Ah, these young people, even wholesale peach trading is strict.
Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but break into a sweat again, panting as he pointed at the waterlons on the ground, “Let’s cut one open.”
He hadn’t had a chance to eat at noon, and now after so work, eating waterlon would be just right.
Looking at Song Tan again, most of the baskets of peaches had been carried by her, and her brother, but the two of them still looked neat and fresh, which was simply outrageous!
—And that dark-faced young man standing beside, he looked strong but turned out to be as ineffective as himself!
Thinking this, Boss Qian felt much more at ease watching Song Tan carry the baskets.
Song Tan pondered, “Let’s go, if there’s nothing else, we should head ho. Uncle Zhang is helping to watch over here, we’ll co back later to move more.”
The mountain was only responsible for sorting the peaches, picking out the sizes; once sorted, they’d be transported by tricycle to the yard for packing. So, there was nothing much to watch.
Not to ntion, Uncle Zhang was older, but watching him work was even more efficient than the younger folks!
Zhang Yanping imdiately clung to the large waterlon at his feet, “Let’s go, let’s go!”
Everyone has their specialty, and he wasn’t ant for manual labor—leaving that aside, today’s online orders still needed prompt handling. The ones ready for shipping should be packed, and later he would ask Brother Xiaozhang to take them away.
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