Chapter 784: 774. Looking around blankly_1
Qiaoqiao is an honest child, and at this mont she shook her head:
“No, we sold three vats each to Uncle Chang. We kept three for ourselves, and in total, we still have seven vats of waterlon sauce and sauce beans!”
Zhang Yanping thought about it and simply shouted in the live broadcast room, “The savory sauce beans and the waterlon sauce are now for sale! Sa old rules, 500g for 100 yuan…”
“Alright!” Qiaoqiao began to earnestly introduce to everyone, “The sauce beans and waterlon sauce taste a bit similar, you can buy just one kind. No need to rush or buy too much.”
“The sauce beans are all made of douchi, drier and more cost-effective. The waterlon sauce is made from our own waterlons, extraordinarily tasty, but it doesn’t go as far…”
“Do all you kids still rember how it’s made? Now that it’s dried, it can be sold—”
[Rising from a sickbed in shock! There’s good food today!]
[Checking my balance, no money to spend. Might as well hang myself from the southeast branch]
[Stop showing off and hurry up! I’m already perched on the router!]
[Racing for concert tickets isn’t this thrilling… after all, you can hardly ever get tickets, but there’s hope for this!]
[Waterlon sauce waterlon sauce waterlon sauce, I’ve never tried it! I must buy!]
[Host, stop introducing! My mouth’s watering… adults don’t make choices! I want it all!]
[Never tried either, buying both!]
[Cut the chitchat, post the link, post the link!]
“One mont!” Zhang Yanping checked the background and then halted, “Qiaoqiao, I haven’t finished setting up the link. Plus, these past few days we’ve been busy with the Chestnut Garden, there’s nobody in the village. Let’s talk about it in a few days.”
Qiaoqiao was stunned, then obediently nodded her head, “Okay. Then… kids, we won’t sell today. See you next class! Teacher Xin told
to rember to say goodbye to everyone—ah! I really am about to run out of battery!”
The live broadcast suddenly went dark.
The viewers in the live broadcast room were left holding a forty-ter-long sword, looking around in confusion.
Where… are their sauce beans?
Where’s their waterlon sauce?!
You scoundrels, co out!
…
Yanping had indeed just rembered.
In their processing plant, they had equipnt for sterilization and filling. Although the scale was small, it was sufficient. It just hadn’t reached the fully automized stage yet, so manual monitoring was necessary.
But currently, the highest application of electronic products by villagers was adding vibration and special effects to their voice notes.
The packaging line would need so simple instructions to start operating…
The problem had co back full circle: there were still no people available.
Well, he might as well play the role of the absentee once more, wait until the chestnuts were dealt with, and then sell the sauces. After all, this stuff can keep until next year at this ti; it won’t go bad.
Qiaoqiao couldn’t grasp what the difference would be; he was just watching the chestnuts poured into the pot, while Wang Xiaoshun on the side was adjusting the honey water. That’s when he stealthily said to Yanping:
“Brother Yanping, I think, although Master Jiang’s are delicious, ours is still the best!”
Yanping nodded: Absolutely!
He was about to explain to Qiaoqiao that it was a matter of ingredients, not skill, when he saw Qiaoqiao getting self-satisfied again, “Sister is so amazing at farming!”
Yanping: …Yeah, I know, you’re just boasting about your sister.
…
The Chestnut Garden was bustling, as was the processing plant. Baskets of chestnuts were brought over, and even separated by mountains, you could seemingly hear the chatter of the won there.
Of course, only Song Tan could hear it.
And Mr. Qian and Mr. Wang sitting in a nearly empty yard, were more uneasy than ever at this mont.
How to put this? They had pondered over the chestnuts and indeed, they found they didn’t suit their client market. They analyzed the pros and cons in their minds a hundred tis, and the sky-high price of forty-one yuan per jin had snapped their wits clear…
But as clear-headed as he was, his emotions were out of control!
Now he was feeling a bit of regret.
The two of them sat there, looking at each other, unable to suppress the restlessness in their hearts with cups of green tea.
In the end, Boss Qian hesitated, “Why don’t… we also go up the mountain to have a look?”
“Let’s go!” Boss Wang couldn’t sit still any longer, as if his butt was on needles. He grabbed his cup and stood up imdiately.
After asking for directions, they climbed up the mountain again, still unwilling to give up as they asked:
“You…”
“You…”
After a pause, Boss Wang spoke first: “Do you really intend to buy?”
Boss Qian was also hesitating: “Let’s have another look. The chestnuts from their place really do taste good. I always feel like if I miss out, it’s like losing out on sothing…”
Exactly!
Boss Wang shared the sentint.
When they arrived at the factory entrance and saw the brand-new facility, the mountain of chestnuts piled inside, and the sugar-roasted chestnuts gradually emitting a rich, sweet fragrance…
Goodness, this was too tempting!
Biting his teeth, Boss Qian suddenly turned determined:
“Whatever it takes, I want a thousand pounds to try!”
Who needs a cold storage? He could hire people to stir-fry just like the others, it might be troubleso but he could sell gradually!
It’s just forty thousand yuan, right?
Thinking this way, the boulder in his heart suddenly loosened, and his whole aura beca much more comfortable.
Then he walked around the factory, looking at Qiaoqiao busy with her hands, Zhang Yanping chatting non-stop on his phone, and he stood in front of the frying pan for a bit…
“Ahem!” Boss Qian cleared his throat.
However, everyone was busy with their own work and completely ignored him.
He held back, then called out louder: “Uhem!”
This ti, Yanping’s dark face turned towards him: “Hey, hey, hey, be careful, although this area is for shelling chestnuts, you can’t just cough around like that… I’ll get you a mask!”
“No rush, no rush!”
Boss Qian raised his hand to stop him: “It’s just that I got a little excited—Brother Yanping, I want a thousand pounds of those chestnuts!”
He emphasized the quantity, holding up his skinny, dark index finger, right in front of Yanping. Paired with his self-satisfied expression, it almost made Yanping burst into laughter!
“A thousand pounds? Are you sure you want that much?” he asked with a subtle tone.
“Of course!” Boss Qian was almost patting his chest: “When have I ever gone back on my word?!”
As soon as he said this, Yanping looked at him—When have you ever gone back on your word?
Just two hours ago!
And there was Boss Wang, clenching his teeth tightly, finally deciding resolutely: “Then I’ll take eight hundred pounds.”
“All gone,” said Zhang Yanping casually, but inside he was bursting with pride.
“What?” Boss Qian was stunned, only to see Zhang Yanping shake his phone to show him the backlog of orders:
“Look, it’s not that I won’t sell to you, it’s just that there were only three thousand pounds, and they sold out in ten minutes once they went on sale for 88 yuan per pound! I’m not even sure if I have enough now!”
“See, so many custors are still sending ssages. I spent the whole morning just replying to them, almost worked myself to death…”
He rambled on while Boss Qian and Boss Wang opened their mouths, but in the end, they couldn’t say a word, just like mis in a silent drama!
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