There are all kinds of roasted red potatoes at home, but none can compare to the authentic ones at my uncle’s house.
On September 3, at 11:30 noon, Fangjia Roasted Red Sweet Potato Store officially opened.
Although it is not the best season to eat roasted red potatoes, people passing by the store are unable to walk.
The sweet potato is roasted in a special charcoal oven, and the skin is as thin as a charcoal, and the flesh of the potato is caramel color.
After continuous high-temperature baking, decomposing enzymes turn more red potato starch into sugar, which not only smells delicious, but also tastes sweeter.
The elderly man who wanted to buy one for his children couldn't bear it anymore, so he stood on the roadside and ate it as soon as he left the store.
When young couples watch others queuing up, they decide to buy one for their girlfriends!
The four large ovens did not stop firing. On the first day, 900 kilograms of food was baked, and the water flow exceeded 2,000 yuan.
The roasted red potato business is so popular that it is considered the first in Jiang County.
You Ci, who was far away in Beijing, even called during his busy schedule to ask if he could send more red potatoes this year. His family loved them.
When it comes to gifting specialties, once you give something away, you give it twice, and after the second time, it becomes a routine.
You Yu gave her sister the Taotao online store link, come on! With the support, the special agricultural products from the impoverished mountainous areas of my hometown are more delicious than what we grow at home.
It has just been a few days since school started, and You Ci is really busy. Wait until she has been busy for three days before clicking on the link.
What? sold out!
This product has been removed from the shelves after being sold out!
Twenty acres of seed potatoes were kept, and the remaining 80,000 kilograms of sweet potatoes were sold for only two days.
A certain first-time buyer in Chengdu really mobilized all his relatives and friends to help buy more than 5,000 kilograms.
Every day after get off work, he set up a roasted red potato stall in the alley of his old community in front of his house.
For example, the Red Soldiers are brave, and they sell them for five yuan a pound.
On average, a roasted red potato is worth two yuan!
He was so frantic that he even took a photo of the money he earned from roasting red potatoes every day and uploaded it to the comment area for follow-up comments.
In one week, I made seven thousand yuan!
At this time, the buyer in the farthest city in the north has just received the goods.
Those who didn't get it beat their chests and beat their chests, and those who bought ten or twenty pounds felt that they didn't buy enough. Isn't the roasted sweet potato business better in the north?
Judging from the performance of poverty alleviation projects, within half a year, fifty acres of mountainous land generated an economic value of more than 200,000 yuan.
The buyer's market responded fiercely, which did not delay the villagers from planting another season of autumn vegetables.
If it weren't for the thirty-odd households that broke the contract and sold them to others, it could be said to be quite perfect.
Officer Xiao Wei informed the villagers of Qipanshan and Bapanshan that the Pea Princess Fruit and Vegetable Company would no longer cooperate with defaulters next year and would no longer sell seed potatoes to these people the year after.
The defaulting households, who had just tasted the sweetness, were panicking.
Bai Huoshi didn't take it seriously and said to the villagers in a nonchalant manner: "People outside say that the sweet potatoes grown on our mountains are delicious, and it's because the soil quality of the two slopes inside us is good! What are you afraid of? Plant them next year and ask me!" I have many friends."
"Then we'll rely on you, Bai HuoShi!" The villagers quickly grabbed the life-saving straw, deliberately forgetting Bai HuoShi's previous unreliable behavior.
Most of the villagers are still awake. Even Bai Huoshi's cousin is shaking his head: "Just listen to his idiot son setting up some hanging dragon gate formations. No matter how good the soil quality is, if the varieties are not suitable, it will be useless!"
Villager 1: "The fresh red sweet potato can be sold for 80 cents per catty, which is pretty good. As a person, you must know how to be grateful!"
Villager 2: "That is to say, I don't believe that those who secretly buy red sweet potatoes are more powerful than the female goddess of wealth. If Bai Huishi is concerned, just give it a try."
Director Feng of the Poverty Alleviation Office and team members looked solemn.
He and Deputy County Magistrate Lu have been dealing with the leadership team of E City a lot these days.
I also communicated several times with the villagers who cut off the sweet potatoes in Qipanshan Mountain, but to no avail.
In particular, word spread that the e-commerce company sold 90,000 kilograms of seeds in less than three days, and the booming business of the Fangjia roasted sweet potato shop in the county only made villagers who bought seed potatoes at high prices more convinced of their value.
Maybe the hundreds of thousands kilograms of seed potatoes in E City can be planted on 2,000 acres, and with the expansion of planting in Qipan Mountain and Bapan Mountain next year, the output may exceed 6,000 to 7,000 tons.
How to sell?
What's the price?
If it goes back to one or two cents a pound, wouldn't the impoverished mountainous areas be back to where they started?
A village meeting is being held in United Village, with everyone except children under the age of eighteen participating.
Secretary Ye slapped the table and raised his voice, almost like a pyramid scheme organization brainwashing people:
"I have asked the team leaders of each production team to convey the good news to everyone two days ago! Today's meeting also wants to see if we, the villagers, have the courage to follow the female goddess of wealth and make a fortune!"
The villagers below were whispering to each other.
Villager 1: "Do you think the yellow mud on our mountain can really grow this yellow-hearted flower?"
Villager 2: "The party secretary has said it eight hundred times, Huang Xinwu is a kind of cabbage, a special variety that is more delicious than Chinese cabbage!"
Villager 3: "What's the price of cabbage? Don't plant a thousand acres of it and not be able to sell it!"
Villager 2: "My mother-in-law's cousin is a lawyer. She helped me read the contract I signed before. She said that the contract of the Goddess of Wealth's company is very formal. As long as we grow it, their company must spend money to buy it according to the contract!"
Villager 1: "Then what are you talking about! Isn't it just a dozen acres of land? Labor and management have done it."
The members of the same production team as Uncle Ye were the most active. They got a glimpse of secrets from the little Beibei pumpkin.
People follow the crowd!
Seeing that other production teams were trying to plant, those who were still hesitating became anxious.
In less than half an hour, all the villagers lined up to sign and register the area of their fields.
In Dongfeng Village, where Song Yongchang is located, the total number of greenhouses in the village is only 300 acres.
Most people are hesitant to invest more than 10,000 yuan per mu in steel structure greenhouses, moss sprouts, organic fertilizers, etc.
In the end, Song Yongchang and his family's 20 acres of land reported a reservation of 300 acres of black rice seedlings to You Yu.
What’s interesting is that Yougoubian Village.
In the past, every time I met You Yu, I would complain that she imposed a purchase limit. This time, the order quantity was relaxed, and it was only a week later that the quantity of 700 acres was calculated.
The only good news is that the seventh production team where You Yu's family belongs has ordered 500 acres, and it has not decreased but increased!
Finally, the clouds on Grandpa You's face turned clear, and his conscience was not completely lost.
Just like this, one thousand acres of Huang Xinwu, one thousand acres of Qingjiang Mosong!
The seedbeds are not enough, keep renting!
The two small green bottles also aroused Grandpa You's curiosity. After asking, he learned that the liquid was more powerful than pink, and his eyes were filled with anticipation.
I personally mixed 200 kilograms of water to soak the seeds of mosong and huangxinwu.
It's just less than twelve hours a day, watching the seedlings emerge in the nursery shed.
