Chapter 15: Watermelons are collected by the unit

Chen Jianhe and the old village chief again walked into the wholesale market. They were in a magnificent townhouse. Chen Jianhe and the old village chief felt dizzy and uneasy.

On the other hand, Qiqi stood in front of the two of them in a more imposing manner, her back straight.

Little did anyone know that Qiqi's heart was already filled with fear. She kept asking the little egg-man, "Eggie, can we sell our things? Would they accept it? This shop is so big! Will they not be interested in the things in our village?"

The little egg-man's head hurt from all the noise. "As long as you're cute enough, your village can sell grass skins for money!"

Qiqi, "??? "

Qiqi didn't understand. She could only purse her little mouth and try not to burp.

The village head Grandpa and second Uncle Chen were already panicking when they first entered the city. She had to take care of them and take care of things.

While she was lost in her thoughts, the fruits they brought had been evaluated.

The person in charge of the evaluation was a middle-aged man, and his tone was very respectful to Dong Wangshu, "Miss Dong, this melon is just medium ripe. The fragrance and sweetness are still light, but the juice is sufficient. The taste should not be bad when it comes to the picking period. However, the quality of this melon is so poor that when it ripens, one melon will probably weigh at most two to three catties. It will not be the first choice of any business in the city."

From the man's expression and words, he didn't agree with receiving the goods.

Qiqi could hear it, and she could see it too. She was nervous, and her little hands subconsciously clenched the corner of her clothes.

Chen Jianhe and the old village chief looked at each other, and their hearts were melancholy.

This time, they had made a wasted trip.

At this moment, a clear and distant female voice suddenly sounded. "Not necessarily."

Qiqi subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice, and her eyes lit up.

What a beautiful lady!

"Yue Yue?" Dong Wangshu's eyes lit up when she saw the person, "you have an idea?"

Song YuelIang walked in from outside, and her gaze swept past the little child without leaving a trace. The watermelons on the market here are mostly from the large local species. Most of them weigh more than five catties. There aren't many watermelons that can be sold for two to three catties. "The rarer something is, the more expensive it is. As long as the taste of the watermelons isn't too bad, these small watermelons might have an unexpected market after some packaging."

Dong Wangshu sensed the meaning behind it and immediately looked at Chen Jianhe and the other two, "Uncle, Uncle, I see that you're travel-worn. You must have come from far away? There's still room for discussion about this business. How about we find a place to sit down and discuss it in detail?"

Chen Jianhe and the old village chief's hearts were like riding a roller coaster, going up and down, and when they thought there was no hope, things took a turn.

The two of them were so dazed that they forgot to react.

Qiqi squeezed to the side of the two and tried her best to pull their hands. She was so excited that her little face was red.

Talk, talk!

..

The shop was full of people and was not a good place to talk.

In addition to Dong Wangshu's selfishness, she invited Chen Jianhe and the other two to her office.

After closing the door and sitting down, Dong Wangshu couldn't wait any longer. "Yue Yue, what do you mean by packaging? "

Qiqi was also very curious. The little one sat on the oversized solid wood sofa chair, her eyes wide open, staring straight at the beautiful aunt.

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

At such a close distance, she could easily see the child's appearance and expression.

She clenched her fingers and subconsciously restrained her overbearing aura. "These small melons are a little like the Qilin melons from Hainan. The Qilin had the meaning of giving birth to children and urging wealth to be promoted. With such a gimmick, as long as the melons' taste isn't too bad, there won't be a shortage of people buying them. "

This kind of business matter should not be discussed in front of outsiders. Otherwise, if it was leaked and others took the opportunity, it would not be worth it.

They shouldn't talk about it in front of the supplier, or else it would be easy for others to raise the price and be in a passive position.

"Auntie, you ... Will ... Will ... Will accept the watermelons from our village, right?" A timid and soft voice sounded from the other side. The little child's eyes were big and bright, full of excitement and joy.

Song YuelIang paused and looked at the child. "Yes."

Dong Wangshu nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "yes, yes, yes! We can collect, collect, collect!"

Previously, Dong Wangshu had decided to take everything from these three regardless of whether they were worth it or not.

Not to mention anything else, just the little bit of special treatment their Yue Yue had for the little child was worth her spending that money.

She could afford to lose.

From the looks of it, Yue Yue was not just a little "special" to the little child.

Well, she probably wouldn't lose any money.

As long as Yue Yue was willing to help, the dead could be brought back to life.

The old village head and Chen Jianhe had been holding their breaths the whole time. When they finally heard a definite answer, they let out a breath of relief.

The old village head repeatedly nodded, tears flowing from the corners of his eyes. He subconsciously reached for his pants, only to feel nothing.

He didn't bring his cigarette.

Chen Jianhe used to be a soldier, so he was still mentally strong. He could calm down quickly and get to the point. "Ma'am, we are very grateful that you are willing to accept the watermelons from our village. May I know your purchase price?"

After saying that, he was worried that the two investors would misunderstand that he was anxious for profits, so he hurriedly explained, "please don't misunderstand. I don't mean anything else. I know that the things we grow don't look good, so I don't dare to ask for the same price as others. I just want to find a living for us farmers."

This Dong Wangshu didn't have any ideas. She looked at Song YuelIang.

Song YuelIang thought for a moment. "The watermelons are not collected by weight. They are collected by unit. As long as you can guarantee that the watermelons will not be less than two and a half catties, I'll give you a price of fifty cents."

Dong Wangshu had no objections.

One melon was only 50 cents. It was so cheap that it was not even enough for her to drink a glass of cold water.

At this time, Miss Dong still needed to learn that the wholesale price of the watermelons in her shop was only 1.2 or 1.3 yuan per 500 grams.

This was the price in the city. In the county, the price was even lower. Eight to nine cents and ten cents could be found everywhere.

The old village chief and Chen Jianhe had been knocked unconscious by the flatbread and could not come back to their senses for a long time.

Collect watermelons by the unit?

Fifty cents each?

According to the calculation of three catties of melon, that was more than 160 cents per catty!

It's almost the retail price in the county!

Chen Jian and the boss were so excited that they stuttered. "A five, fifty cents ... No, no, I can't let you lose money."

Song YuelIang smiled faintly, and the aura of a superior was revealed at this moment, "you won't lose out. I'm a reciprocal businessman, so I'm giving you a reasonable price, not the market price. There's only one requirement. Both parties must sign a contract. In the future, the watermelons grown in your village can only be sold to the Dong family as fruit and vegetable wholesalers."

To the old village head and Chen Jianhe, this request was not a restriction but future stability.

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

He raised his hand and slowly covered his eyes, tears flowing uncontrollably.

Their Taoxi village had been poor for decades.

The huge rock pressing down on their backs finally began to move.

Perhaps, one day in the future, the people of Taoxi village would be able to live with their backs straight again!

"Auntie, in addition to watermelons, we also have sweet potatoes, corn, potatoes, loquats, and peaches! Do you buy these as well?"

In the complicated atmosphere, the little child's soft voice rang out again, bringing an inexplicable sense of joy.

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