Rebirth of the 90s: Dear Cub
Chapter 15: Watermelons are collected one by one
Walking into the wholesale market again, Chen Jianhe and the old village chief felt dizzy and nervous in the majestic row of shops.
Instead, it was Qi Qi, standing in front of the two of them with a posture over them, with a straight back.
Little did he know that Qiqi was already agitated in his heart, and he kept asking little Dandan, "Dandan, can our things be sold? Are they going to take it? This shop is huge! Will they look down on us? Something from the village?"
The little egg man fought so much that his brain ached, "As long as you're cute enough, you can even sell grass to earn money in your village!"
Qiqi, "???"
Qi Qi did not understand, so he could only clench his mouth and try his best not to panic.
The grandfather of the village chief and Chen Erbo had already panicked when they entered the city for the first time, and he had to guard them.
While thinking wildly, the melons and fruit they carried had been evaluated.
The person in charge of the evaluation was a middle-aged man, and he had great respect for Dong Wangshu, "Miss Dong, this melon is only half-baked, and its aroma and sweetness are rather mild, and it has a mild taste, but the juice is quite. , and it does not taste good when picked. But, the size of this product, once ripe, melons are expected to be at most two or three catties, so it will not be the first choice of traders in the city."
Between the man's expression and words, he did not agree to accept the item.
Qi Qi heard him and saw him, he was nervous, and his little hands involuntarily clenched the corners of his clothes.
Chen Jianhe and the old village chief looked at each other, feeling depressed.
This time, it was a complete waste of time.
At this moment, a clear and thin female voice suddenly sounded, "Not necessarily."
Qiqi involuntarily followed the voice, then her eyes twinkled.
Good, pretty aunt!
"Yueyue?" Dong Wangshu's eyes lit up when he saw the person coming, "Do you have any ideas?"
Song Yueliang walked in from the outside, and her eyes passed by the little baby without a trace, "Most of the watermelons on the market here are the local big melons, and most of them weigh five catties or more. There are only a few ready-made melons. two or three kati. Rarity is the most expensive, as long as the taste of the melon is the same, this kind of small melon may have unexpected sales after packaging."
Dong Wangshu understood the meaning, and immediately looked at Chen Jianhe and the three of them, "Master, Uncle, I see that you are laden with travel and come from afar, right? This business is worth talking about. So, let's find a place to sit down and discuss in detail?"
Chen Jianhe and the old village chief felt like they were on a roller coaster, going up and down for a while, then turned around again when they thought there was no hope.
Both of them were so dizzy that they forgot to react for a moment.
Qi Qi squeezed next to the two of them, desperately grabbing their hands, blushing with excitement.
Talk-talk!
…
The shops were full of people coming and going, and there were too many people, so this was not the place to talk about things.
Moreover, Dong Wangshu had selfishness, so he invited Chen Jianhe and the three of them to his office.
Close the door, and as soon as he sat down, Dong Wangshu impatiently waited, "Yueyue, what do you mean by packaging?"
Qi Qi was also very curious, the little man was sitting on a large sturdy wooden sofa chair, with his eyes wide open, staring straight at the beautiful aunt.
Song Yueliang was sitting opposite him, separated by a short table.
With such a close distance, it was easy to see the face and expression of the little doll clearly.
He tightened his fingers, subconsciously holding back his exaggerated aura, and said, "This kind of little melon looks a bit like a Qilin melon in Hainan. Qilin means recruiting boys, sending children, and promoting wealth and promotion. With such a ruse, as long as the melon doesn't taste too bad, so there won't be a shortage of people to buy."
This kind of business problem should not be discussed in front of an outsider, if it does not leak out and someone takes the opportunity, the profit will not be worth the loss.
This should also not be discussed in front of the supplier, otherwise it is easy to be lifted passively by others.
"Auntie, you, will, will accept melons in our village, right?" A timid and sticky voice rang out from across, the little baby's eyes were big and bright, full of excitement and excitement.
Song Yueliang stopped, looked at the little baby, and opened her lips, "Yes."
Dong Wangshu had taken the decision before, no matter whether the things of these three people were worth accepting or not, he would accept it.
Don't say anything else, just tell them that their family Yueyue treated the little baby with a little special, and it was worth the money.
He deserves it.
Now it seems that Yueyue is not just a "little" special for the little baby.
Well, I'm afraid he can't lose money.
As long as Yueyue was willing to make a move, the dead could be revived.
The old village chief and Chen Jianhe sighed in relief in their hearts the entire time.After finally hearing the stern answer, they spat it out loudly.
The old village chief continued to nod his head, tears flowing from the corner of his eyes. Unknowingly, I reached out to touch the belt of my pants, but found nothing.
I don't carry cigarettes.
Chen Jianhe used to be a soldier, and her psychological qualities were still there. Right now, he was able to quickly calm down and get straight to the point, "You two young bosses, we are very grateful that you are willing to accept melons from our village. Want to know what price you received? "
After speaking, she was worried that the two donors would misunderstand her Jili, so she hurriedly explained, "Don't misunderstand, I didn't mean anything else, either, I know that the things we plant are really not good in appearance, so I dare not ask others for money. The price is the same, as long as we can leave food for our farmers.”
Dong Wangshu did not know, he saw Song Yueliang.
Song Yueliang thought for a moment, "Your Melons are not gathered based on their weight, but individually. As long as I can guarantee that the watermelon to be supplied at that time is not less than two and a half catties each, I will give you the price of 50 cents."
Dong Wangshu did not mind at all.
Melon was only fifty cents, cheap, not enough for him to drink a glass of ice water.
Currently, Miss Dong did not know that the wholesale price of watermelon in their store was only 1.23 cents per catties.
It's still a price in town. In the district, the price was even lower. Eighty-nine cents and ten cents can be found everywhere.
The old village chief and Chen Jianhe had already been knocked out by this huge cake, and they had not recovered for a long time.
Watermelon charged individually?
Fifty cents?
Based on three catties of melon, the price of one catty is more than 16 cents!
That has overtaken retail prices in the area!
Chen Jian and the eldest man stuttered in excitement at this moment, "One fifty, fifty cents ... No, no, I can't let you lose, lose ..."
Song Yueliang smiled lightly, and a new superior aura was revealed at this moment, "I cannot lose. I pay attention to the reciprocity in the business, and I will give you a reasonable price, not a market price. There's only one requirement. Both sides signed a contract. Watermelon can only be sold to fruit and vegetable wholesaler Dong.”
This request fell into the ears of the old village chief and Chen Jianhe, not a restriction, but a future stability.
The old village chief sat there while shaking his hand, opening and closing his mouth.
He raised his hand and slowly covered his eyelids, tears flowing uncontrollably.
Their Taoxi village was poor for decades, decades.
The huge rock that was pressing on their backs finally started to loosen.
Perhaps, someday, the residents of Taoxi Village would be able to live their lives straight back!
"Auntie, besides watermelon, our village also has sweet potatoes, corn, potatoes, loquats, peaches!...Did you accept it?"
In the complicated atmosphere, the voice of the little baby Nuo Nuo sounded again, carrying an inexplicable sense of excitement.
The old village chief and Chen Jianhe, who had mixed feelings, were taken care of, crying and laughing.