Song Tan Jishi

  Chapter 496 Chapter 496. Bike to Motorcycle

  Jojo live broadcast room: ...? !

  Xiao Jiang live broadcast room:? ? ? Fuck? !

   No!

   [So-and-so just placed an order] kept flashing in the live broadcast room. It was the time when the sales were booming, so you can’t do hunger sales like this?

  At this moment, believe it or not, everyone is a little panicked.

   Qiao Qiao was stunned for a moment, and now he turned the camera back to himself: "But this brother hasn't left yet!"

  Xiao Jiang who was just about to speak: …

  He hurriedly said: "Yes! Did you hear me just now? I'm going to place an order right now, but then the live broadcast will unbox... Hey, are you listening?"

   "I don't listen, I don't listen!"

  Qiao Qiao covered his ears with one hand, and said, "I don't like to listen to Brother Smelly, so I won't listen!"

  【Hahaha Although I am in a hurry to place an order, I still hahaha】

  【Xiao Jiang, Xiao Jiang, you can’t beat Qiao Qiao (dog head)】

  【Children, covering ears with one hand is useless hahaha】

  【Have you all placed your order yet? Could this be hunger marketing?]

  【Is this family guilty? When Xiao Jiang said to place an order...]

  【Fuck, maybe it really is! Xiao Jiang, hurry up and buy it! 】

  【I don’t think so... Never mind, I didn’t win the lottery, let’s buy some first】

  Qiao Qiao didn't listen, and Song Tan didn't care: "Don't worry about him, he's said to be a villain, so turn off the live broadcast. Go and tell Brother Yanping that Tao Zi is off the shelf."

  Barrage: ...Really?

  【Anchor, do you want to listen to what you are talking about】

  【Peaches that cost 80 yuan a catty, why don’t you sell them】

  【Is it really guilty? 】

  【Laughing to death, I believed you a little bit, but Xiao Jiang just said that the lottery draw will be removed from the box...】

   On the contrary, the fans on Jojo’s side are more sensible:

  【Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Take it off the shelves? ! I haven't even decided to buy it yet! 】

  【Hurry up and place an order! 】

  【The anchor never talks nonsense, ah, ah, how many boxes should I buy! 】

  【Anchor, don’t download it yet, Xiao Jiang’s side—】

  The next moment, Qiao Qiao's fair face approached:

   "Children, Mr. Qiao Qiao had a quarrel today. It's not good, everyone don't learn. Picking peaches has already been taught, and you can also eat peaches. Let's end get out of class."

   It is rare for him to keep track of the beginning and end, and he has not forgotten the children, but the movement of closing the live broadcast is more neat than before.

  —It seems that I really hate Xiao Jiang.

   And here, everyone hasn't finished posting the barrage yet, and the live broadcast room is already dark.

  Everyone: …

   They were numb for a moment, and the next moment, they rushed to Taotaobao's shop—

  Where's the peach? Where's the peach? Buy it while it's still in stock! !

  …

   And on the mountain.

  Zhang Yanping reluctantly looked at the soaring orders in front of him:

   "It's sold to more than 200 boxes - it's still going up, it's almost 300, is it really off the shelves? 80 a catty!"

  Song Tan nodded: "Why do you sell so much? More than two hundred boxes are enough to pack for a day—let me call Brother Zhang."

Zhang Yanping also thought about it: Although the live broadcast room sells for 81 catties, first, you have to choose the appearance, second, you have to weigh and pick the size, and third, you have to pack and seal the boxes one by one... So they are all the same thing, and the address is easy to post. But it is indeed a waste of time!

  Plus the shipping cost of five catties of fruit is indispensable, plus the labor cost, compared with the package garden wholesale, it really doesn't make much money for a box...

OK!

  He resolutely also called: "Xin Jun, directly removed Taozi from the backstage."

  The computer that Song Tan bought is now placed in the upstairs study, and Xin Jun usually helps. Once the phone is hung up here, and the operation is done twice, the page instantly turns gray.

   And Song Tan clapped his hands: "Boss Qian, look at us, isn't it interesting? This is selling well, and we'll stop if you say a word."

  Boss Qian didn't expect it either: "You haven't tried this before. There are so many orders, why are they so bold?"

   Be good, is the fruit market already this high-end now? Have they made too much cheap fruit these years?

  Song Tan looked at him: "Because our house has never been bad."

  Boss Qian: …

  He thought about peaches, then about white fungus soup, and finally about that cup of tea and the rice at noon.

  At this moment, I couldn't help but feel sad: "You don't want to grow some rice next year, right? How much rice you collect, can I pack it?"

  Song Tan: ...This is wanting everything you see. Do you still remember that you are a fruit seller?

   Two or three hundred acres of land really need to be planned, as for what to plant...

   "Let's talk about it next year." She smiled and said, "There will be more people ordering next year."

  Boss Qian: ...! !

yes!

  The market will open this year, and word-of-mouth will come next year. Isn’t there a lot of competitors?

  Damn it!

He could only look at Song Tan, his thin body contained great sincerity: "But I... I will place an order as soon as we meet, this is also sincerity and fate, big girl! Don't you miss any good things next year?" Forget about me!"

  Song Tan then smiled more sincerely: "It's easy to talk about it... let's see how the peaches are selling this year."

  Boss Qian couldn't help but gritted his teeth, thinking that when his brother came, this wave of business would have to be negotiated no matter what!

   It's really not possible... He clenched his fists, thinking that he would borrow a larger sum at the worst! Give it a go, turn your bike into a motorcycle!

   In short, this peach must not be missed!

  …

   Several people looked at the mountain for a while, and took out all the full baskets by the way—the peaches are densely packed, so there is no need to move around, and now there are many full baskets piled up.

  Unfortunately, there is still a lot of gap between the more than 200 boxes to be shipped.

  The ones belonging to Boss Qian are even more useless—

   Really, there are not enough people!

  Boss Qian is not in a hurry—he used to pay 55 for wholesale, but Song Tan said that the package garden is 50, and the contract will have to be re-signed later!

   Oh, you young man, it's so strict to wholesale peaches.

  Thinking of this, I couldn't help sweating again, panting and pointing to the watermelon on the ground: "Open one."

  I didn't have an empty stomach at noon, and now I'm doing work, so it's just right to eat watermelon.

  Looking at Song Tan again, she moved most of the baskets of peaches, as well as her younger brother, but they were both clean and fresh, it was outrageous!

  —The dark-faced young man next to him looks strong, but he actually works just like himself when he does his work, so he is not very useful!

  Boss Qian felt much calmer when he thought of this and watched Song Tan move the basket.

  Song Tan thought for a while: "Let's go, if you don't have anything to do, go home directly. Uncle Zhang is helping to watch over here, and he will move up later."

  The mountain is only responsible for sorting peaches, picking a size, and then riding three rounds to the yard for packing. So nothing to see either.

   Among other things, Uncle Zhang is old, and watching people work more efficiently than their young people!

  Zhang Yanping hugged the big watermelon at his feet without hesitation: "Let's go!"

  There is a specialization in the art industry, so he is not responsible for contributing—not to mention, today's online orders should be processed quickly, and everything that can be sent is packed, and Xiao Zhang will take it away later.

   It's the end of the month, so I have the audacity to ask for a monthly pass...

Good night.

   Today is late, and I will continue to try to make up tomorrow.

  (end of this chapter)