Chapter 15： watermelon

Chapter 15 Watermelons are collected individually

Walking into the wholesale market again, Chen Jianhe and the old village chief felt dizzy and nervous in the magnificent row of shops.

Instead, it was Qi Qi, standing in front of the two of them with more posture than them, with her back straight.

Little did she know that Qiqi had already become agitated in her heart, and she kept asking the little Dandan, "Dandan, can our things be sold? Will they take it? This shop is so big! Will they look down on us? Something from the village?"

The little egg man was so quarreled that his brain hurts, "As long as you are cute enough, you can even sell turf for money in your village!"

Qiqi, "???"

Qi Qi couldn't understand, so she could only purse her mouth and try her best not to panic.

The grandpa of the village chief and Chen Erbo were already in a panic when they entered the city for the first time, and she had to take care of them.

While thinking wildly, the melons and fruits they brought have been evaluated.

The person in charge of the evaluation was a middle-aged man, and he was very respectful to Dong Wangshu, "Miss Dong, this melon is just half-ripe, and the aroma and sweetness are a bit light, but the juice is enough, and the taste should not be bad when it comes to picking. But, The size of this product, after maturity, a melon is estimated to be two or three catties at most, so it will not be the first choice of merchants in the city."

Among the man's expressions and words, he did not agree to receive the goods.

Qi Qi heard it and saw it, she was nervous, and her little hands unconsciously clenched the corners of her clothes.

Chen Jianhe and the old village chief looked at each other, feeling depressed.

This time, it was really a waste of time.

At this time, a clear and thin female voice suddenly sounded, "Not necessarily."

Qiqi subconsciously followed the sound, and then her eyes lit up.

Good, beautiful aunt!

"Yueyue?" Dong Wangshu's eyes lit up when he saw the person coming, "Do you have an idea?"

Song Yueliang walked in from the outside, and her eyes passed the little baby without a trace, "Most of the watermelons on the market here are local large melons, and most of them weigh five catties or more. There are very few finished melons of two or three catties. Rareness is the most expensive, as long as the taste of melons is the same, this kind of small melons 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 travel-laden and have come from far away, right? This business is worth discussing. So, let's find a place to sit down and discuss in detail? "

Chen Jianhe and the old village head felt like they were on a roller coaster, going up and down for a while, and then turning around again when they thought there was no hope.

The two were so dizzy that they forgot to react for a while.

Qi Qi squeezed next to the two of them, desperately grabbing their hands, blushing with excitement.

Talk, talk!

…

The shops are full of people coming and going, and there are too many people, so it is not a place to talk about things.

In addition, Dong Wangshu had some selfishness, so he invited Chen Jianhe and the three of them to her office.

Close the door, and as soon as he sat down, Dong Wangshu couldn't wait, "Yueyue, what do you mean by packaging?"

Qi Qi was also very curious, the little man sat on the large solid wooden sofa chair, with his eyes wide open, staring straight at the beautiful aunt.

Song Yueliang was sitting opposite her, separated by a short table.

With such a short distance, it is easy to see the face and expression of the little doll clearly.

She tightened her fingers, subconsciously restrained her excessive aura, and said, "This kind of small melon is a bit like the Qilin melon in Hainan. Qilin has the meaning of recruiting sons, sending children, and promoting wealth and promotion. With such a gimmick, as long as the melon The taste is not too bad, so there will be no shortage of people to buy."

This kind of business matter should not be discussed in front of outsiders, otherwise if it is leaked out and someone seizes the opportunity, the gain will not be worth the loss.

It should also not be discussed in front of the supplier, otherwise it is easy to be passively raised by others.

"Auntie, you, will, will collect the melons in our village, right?" A timid, glutinous voice sounded from the opposite side, the little baby's eyes were big and bright, full of excitement and joy.

Song Yueliang paused, looked at the little baby, and opened her lips, "Yes."

Dong Wangshu nodded in agreement, "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!"

Dong Wangshu had made up his mind before, no matter whether the things of these three people were worth accepting or not, she would accept them.

Don't say anything else, just say that their family's Yueyue treats the little baby a little special, and it's worth her money.

She deserves it.

Now it seems that Yueyue is not just "a little bit" special to the little baby.

Well, I'm afraid she can't lose money.

As long as Yueyue is willing to make a move, the dead can be brought back to life.

The old village head and Chen Jianhe breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts all the time. After finally hearing the affirmative answer, they spat it out fiercely.

The old village chief kept nodding his head, tears welling from the corners of his eyes. Subconsciously, I reached out to touch the waistband of my trousers, but found nothing.

I didn't bring the cigarette stick.

Chen Jianhe used to be a soldier, and his psychological quality is still there. At this time, he can quickly calm down and get to the point, "You two little bosses, we are very grateful for your willingness to accept melons from our village. I wonder what your receiving price is? "

After speaking, he was worried that the two donors would misunderstand his Jili, so he hurriedly explained, "Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else, I know that the things we grow are really not good in appearance, and I dare not ask for others' money. The price is the same, as long as we can leave food for our farmers."

Dong Wangshu didn't have any idea, she looked at Song Yueliang.

Song Yueliang thought for a moment, "Your melons are not collected by weight, but by individual. As long as I can guarantee that the watermelons that will be supplied at that time are not less than two and a half catties each, I will give you a price of 50 cents."

Dong Wangshu had no objection at all.

A melon is only fifty cents, cheap, not enough for her to drink a glass of ice water.

At this time, Miss Dong didn't know that the wholesale price of watermelons in their shop was only 1.23 cents per catty.

This is still the price in the city. In the county, the price is even lower. Eighty-nine cents and ten cents can be found everywhere.

The old village head and Chen Jianhe were already knocked out by this big cake, and they haven't recovered for a long time.

Watermelons are charged individually?

A fifty cents?

Based on three catties of melons, the price of one catty is more than 16 cents!

It has caught up with the retail price in the county!

Chen Jian and the eldest man stammered with excitement at this time, "One fifty, fifty cents... No, no, I can't let you lose, lose..."

Song Yueliang smiled lightly, and the aura of the superior was only revealed at this moment, "I can't lose. I pay attention to reciprocity in business, and I will give you a reasonable price, not a market price. There is only one requirement. Both parties sign a contract. Watermelons can only be sold to Dong’s fruit and vegetable wholesalers.”

This request fell on the ears of the old village head and Chen Jianhe, not a restriction, but a future stability.

The old village chief sat there shaking his hands, opening and closing his mouth.

He raised his hand and slowly covered his eyelids, tears streaming down uncontrollably.

Their Taoxi Village has been poor for decades, decades.

The big rock that was pressing on their backs finally began to loosen.

Maybe, one day in the future, the people of Taoxi Village will be able to live their lives straight again!

"Auntie, in addition to watermelon, our village also has sweet potatoes, corn, potatoes, loquats, peaches!...Do you accept them?"

In the complicated atmosphere, the little baby's Nuo Nuo voice sounded again, bringing an inexplicable sense of joy.

The old village chief and Chen Jianhe, who had mixed feelings, were treated, crying and laughing.