Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 496 - Chapter 496 496. Bicycle becomes motorcycle_1

Chapter 496: 496. Bicycle becomes motorcycle_1 Chapter 496: 496. Bicycle becomes motorcycle_1 Qiaoqiao’s live stream: …?!

Xiaojiang’s live stream: ??? What the hell?!

No way!

In the live stream, the notifications [Someone just placed an order] kept flashing non-stop. It was the peak time for sales, but hunger marketing shouldn’t be like this, right?

At this moment, believe it or not, everyone was getting a bit panicky.

But Qiaoqiao was stunned for a moment, then refocused the camera on herself, “But this brother hasn’t left yet!”

Xiaojiang, just about to speak: …

He hurriedly said, “Right! Did you guys hear me just now? I’m placing my order now, and then I’ll do an unboxing live… Hello, are you guys listening?”

“I’m not listening, I’m not listening!”

Qiaoqiao covered her ears with one hand, pretending not to hear: “I don’t want to listen to stinky brother, I just won’t listen!”

[Hahaha although I’m anxious to place an order but I’m still hahaha]

[Xiaojiang, oh Xiaojiang, you can’t win against Qiaoqiao (dog head)]

[Kid, covering your ears with one hand is useless hahaha]

[Have you all placed your orders? This wouldn’t be some kind of hunger marketing, would it?]

[Is this place feeling guilty? As soon as Xiaojiang talks about placing an order…]

[Damn, it really might be! Xiaojiang, hurry up and buy!]

[I don’t think so… Anyway, I didn’t win the lottery, better buy some first]

Qiaoqiao wasn’t listening, and Song Tan didn’t pay attention either, “Don’t mind him, I’ve already called him a villain, so close the live stream. Go tell Brother Yanping to delist the peaches.”

Bullet comments: …Is this for real?

[Host, do you want to listen to what you’re saying?]

[Peaches for eighty yuan a kilo, why won’t you sell them?]

[Could it be you really are feeling guilty?]

[I’m dying of laughter, I was about to believe you, but as soon as Xiaojiang started talking about the lottery and unboxing, you begin delisting…]

However, Qiaoqiao’s fans were more rational:

[Damn, damn, damn! Delisting?! I haven’t even decided whether to buy yet!]

[Hurry, hurry, hurry and place the order ahhhh!]

[The host never bluffs ahhhh how many boxes should I buy!]

[Host, hold off on closing, over at Xiaojiang’s side—-]

The next moment, Qiaoqiao’s fair face leaned in:

“Kids, Teacher Qiaoqiao had a fight today, which is bad; don’t imitate this, everyone. Picking peaches has been taught, the peaches have been eaten for all to see, let’s end the class.”

He was rarely this thorough, not forgetting about the kids, but his action of closing the live stream was even swifter than before.

—-It seemed he really hated Xiaojiang.

Meanwhile, everyone hadn’t even finished sending their bullet comments when the live stream was already plunged into darkness.

Everyone: …

Numbed for a moment, they rushed into the Peach Treasure shop–

Where are the peaches, where? Buy them while you still can!!!

…

And up on the mountain.

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

“We’ve sold over two hundred boxes now–and it’s still rising, almost three hundred, are we really delisting? Eighty yuan per kilo!”

Song Tan nodded, “How did we sell so much? Over two hundred boxes is enough to pack for an entire day–let me call Brother Xiaozhang.”

Zhang Yanping also thought about it: although the live broadcast room sold 81 pounds, first you have to sort out the appearance, second you have to weigh and choose the sizes, and third you have to pack and seal the boxes one by one… So, even though it’s the same product and it’s easy to attach the address, it indeed takes up a lot of time!

Plus, shipping for five pounds of fruit can’t be avoided, and with labor costs, when compared to wholesale contracting, a box doesn’t earn much…

Alright!

He decisively made a call, “Xin Jun, take the peaches off the shelves directly from the backend.”

The computer Song Tan bought was now sitting in the upstairs study, and Xin Jun often lent a hand. As soon as the call ended, a few clicks later and the page immediately turned grey.

And Song Tan clapped her hands, “Boss Qian, see how considerate we are? Sales were booming, and we paused it just on your word.”

Boss Qian didn’t expect this, “You haven’t even let people taste them, and there are so many orders. How can they be so bold?”

Gosh, has the fruit market already become this high-end? Have we been doing low-priced fruit for too many years?

Song Tan looked at him, “Because our products have never been bad, ever.”

Boss Qian: …

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

At this moment, he couldn’t help feeling regretful, “How about you plant some more rice next year? I’ll take all that you harvest, okay?”

Song Tan: …Is there anything you don’t want, and do you even remember you’re a fruit seller?

The two to three hundred acres indeed needed planning, but as for what to plant…

“We’ll talk about it next year,” she said smilingly, “Next year, I expect there will probably be more people coming to place orders.”

Boss Qian: …!!!

Yes!

This year they’re opening the market, next year the reputation will grow, won’t the competition come flocking in?

Darn it!

All he could do was look at Song Tan, her petite frame exuding immense sincerity, “But me… I placed an order upon meeting you, that’s both sincerity and fate, big sister! You must not forget me next year if you have good stuff!”

Song Tan smiled even more genuinely, “Sure, no problem… Let’s see how well the peaches sell this year first.”

Boss Qian gritted his teeth, thinking he’d have to negotiate a deal no matter what once his brother arrived!

If that didn’t work… He clenched his fist, thinking he could take out a bigger loan if necessary! Take a gamble, and a bicycle might turn into a motorcycle!

In any case, he couldn’t miss out on these peaches!

…

After watching for a while on the mountain and helping to carry out baskets filled with fruit–the peach trees were so lush that they didn’t have to move much, and had already piled up quite a few full baskets.

Unfortunately, they were still far from the over two hundred boxes that needed to be shipped.

Those meant for Boss Qian were even less likely–

There just weren’t enough people!

Boss Qian was no longer anxious–he was offered a wholesale price of 55, but Song Tan said contract farming was 50, which meant the contract had to be signed all over again!

Ah, these young people, even wholesale peach trading is strict.

Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but break into a sweat again, panting as he pointed at the watermelons on the ground, “Let’s cut one open.”

He hadn’t had a chance to eat at noon, and now after some work, eating watermelon would be just right.

Looking at Song Tan again, most of the baskets of peaches had been carried by her, and her brother, but the two of them still looked neat and fresh, which was simply outrageous!

–And that dark-faced young man standing beside, he looked strong but turned out to be as ineffective as himself!

Thinking this, Boss Qian felt much more at ease watching Song Tan carry the baskets.

Song Tan pondered, “Let’s go, if there’s nothing else, we should head home. Uncle Zhang is helping to watch over here, we’ll come back later to move more.”

The mountain was only responsible for sorting the peaches, picking out the sizes; once sorted, they’d be transported by tricycle to the yard for packing. So, there was nothing much to watch.

Not to mention, Uncle Zhang was older, but watching him work was even more efficient than the younger folks!

Zhang Yanping immediately clung to the large watermelon at his feet, “Let’s go, let’s go!”

Everyone has their specialty, and he wasn’t meant for manual labor–leaving that aside, today’s online orders still needed prompt handling. The ones ready for shipping should be packed, and later he would ask Brother Xiaozhang to take them away.