Qiaoqiao is an honest child, and now he shook his head:
"No, I sold three jars each to Uncle Chang, and we kept three jars for ourselves. There are a total of seven jars of watermelon jam and soy beans left!"
Zhang Yanping thought for a while and simply shouted in the live broadcast room: "Let the salty soy beans and watermelon sauce be sold! This is the old rule, 500g/100 yuan...
"Okay!" Qiao Qiao began to introduce it to everyone seriously: "The taste of soybeans and watermelon jam is a bit similar. You can only buy one kind, there is no need to rush and you don't have to buy so many."
"The soybeans are all made from black bean sauce, which is dry and more cost-effective. The watermelon sauce is made from our own watermelon, which is very delicious, but it's not that easy to eat..."
"Kids, do you still remember how to make it? Now it's dried and ready to be sold—" [Sitting up in shock while dying of illness! There’s something delicious to eat today! 】
[Check the balance and if you don’t have money, it’s better to hang yourself from the southeast branch]
[Don’t drop your book bag, hurry up! I'm already on the router! 】
[It’s not that exciting to grab concert tickets...after all, it’s basically impossible to get tickets, but there is hope! 】【Watermelon Sauce Watermelon Sauce Watermelon Sauce, I haven’t eaten it yet! I must buy it! 】
[Anchor, don’t introduce me! My mouth is watering... Adults don't make choices! I want them all! 】【None of them have eaten it, so I buy them all! 】
[Stop talking nonsense, link up, link up! 】
"Wait a minute!" Zhang Yanping opened the backstage and stopped after looking at it: "Qiaoqiao, I haven't finished the link yet. Besides, I'm busy with chestnuts these days, and there's no one in the village. Let's talk about it in a few days."
Qiao Qiao was stunned and nodded obediently: "Okay. Then... kids, let's not sell it today. See you in the next class! Teacher Xin asked me to remember to say goodbye to everyone - oh! Really! The battery is going to run out!"
The live broadcast room suddenly went black.
Everyone in the live broadcast room was holding a 40-meter-long sword and looking around in confusion.
Just...where's their soy beans?
What about their watermelon jam? ! You thief, come out! ...
Zhang Yanping really just remembered.
Their processing plant has sterilization and filling equipment. Although the scale is relatively small, it is sufficient. It's just that it hasn't reached the stage of full intelligence yet, and it will definitely have to be watched by humans.
But at present, the highest level of use of electronic products by villagers is vibrato and special effects. When the packaging line starts to move, I need to give a brief lesson...
The problem is back to the original point, still no one.
Well, he had to be a dove for once and wait until the chestnuts were cleared before selling the sauce. Anyway, this thing will be fine by this time next year, it won't break.
Qiao Qiao didn't realize the difference. He just watched the open chestnuts being poured into the pot, while Wang Xiaoshun on the side was mixing the honey water. Then he touched his stomach and secretly said to Zhang Yanping:
"Brother Yanping, I think although Master Jiang's cooking is delicious, ours is still the best!" Zhang Yanping nodded: That's right!
He was just about to explain to Qiao Qiao that this was a problem with the ingredients and not the craftsmanship, when he saw Qiao Qiao becoming proud again: "Sister is so good at farming!"
Zhang Yanping: .....Yeah, I understand, sister.
The chestnut garden is in full swing, and the processing factory is also in full swing. Baskets of chestnuts are being transported. Even across the mountain, you can seem to hear the voices of the ladies chatting over there.
Of course, only Song Tan heard it.
Boss Qian and Boss Wang were sitting in the courtyard where there were only a few people left, feeling increasingly uneasy at this moment.
how to say? They thought about this chestnut and found that it was indeed not suitable for their customer market. They analyzed the pros and cons a hundred times in their minds, and the sky-high price of forty-one pounds made their minds sober...
But being sober is sober, but emotionally it is out of control! I feel a little regretful about everything I do now.
The two of them sat there, looking at each other, holding a cup of green tea, unable to suppress the feeling of boredom in their hearts. Finally, Boss Qian hesitated: "How about... we also go to the mountains to have a look?"
"Let's go!" Boss Wang's butt felt like needles pricking him. He couldn't sit still for a long time. Now he was holding a cup.
Then he stood up. After asking for directions and climbing up the mountain road again, the two of them asked unwillingly:
"you you......"
After a pause, Boss Wang spoke first: "Are you really planning to take it?"
Boss Qian was also hesitant: "Look again, look again. Their chestnuts taste really good to me, but I always feel like I missed it, as if I lost money..."
No! Boss Wang also feels sad.
Wait until you stand at the door of the processing plant, look at this brand new factory, and then look at the piles of chestnuts inside, as well as the candied roasted chestnuts that are gradually giving off a rich and sweet fragrance...
Oh my god, this is so greedy!
Boss Qian gritted his teeth and suddenly said:
"No matter what, I want a thousand pounds to try!"
If he wants a cold storage, he will follow the example of others and hire someone to fry it. It’s a little troublesome but he’ll sell it slowly! Isn’t it just 40,000 yuan?
Thinking of this, the huge stone in his heart suddenly relaxed, and his whole aura became much more comfortable.
Then he went into the factory and wandered around, looking at Qiao Qiao who was busy with his hands, then at Zhang Yanping who was holding a mobile phone and chatting with others, and stood in front of the wok again...
"Ahem!" Boss Qian cleared his throat.
However, everyone had their own work to do, and no one paid any attention to him. He endured it and then said loudly again: "Uh-huh!"
This time, Zhang Yanping looked over with a dark face: "Oh, oh, pay attention. Although we are in the chestnut shelling area, you can't just cough like this... I'll get it for you. Get a mask!"
"No hurry, no rush!"
Boss Qian stretched out his hand to stop him: "As for me, I was just a little excited for a moment - brother Yanping, my old money costs a thousand catties of chestnuts from our family!"
His emphasis was on quantity, and his erect index finger was black and thin, and it was now stuck in front of Zhang Yanping. Coupled with that smug look, Zhang Yanping almost couldn't help laughing!
"A thousand pounds? Are you sure you want it?" His tone was subtle.
"Of course!" Boss Qian almost slapped his chest: "When did I, old Qian, never count what he said?!" As soon as he said this, Zhang Yanping looked at him - when did he not count?
Just two hours ago!
Lao Wang, who was standing next to him, gritted his teeth and said cruelly: "Then I want eight hundred catties." "No more." Zhang Yanping said it lightly, but in fact he was extremely proud of himself.
"What?" Boss Qian was stunned, but he saw Zhang Yanping shaking his phone and showing him the order in his backend:
"Look, it's not that I don't sell it, it's just 3,000 kilograms, and it's been sold out long ago. The 88 kilograms were sold out in ten minutes after it was put on the shelves! I don't know if it's enough!"
"No, many customers are still sending messages. I have only replied this morning. I am exhausted..."
He rambled on, but Boss Qian and Boss Wang opened their mouths. In the end, it was like they were performing a pantomime, and they couldn't say a word!
