I Got Rich in Period Fiction
Chapter 255: Swollen Face Pretending to be Fat

Chapter 255: Chapter 255: Swollen Face Pretending to be Fat

"As for Old Zhou’s wish to promote a new high-yield corn variety in parts of the Southern region, that all depends on whether the county town leaders, the seed station directors, and Harvest Commune can bear the cost."

She didn’t get involved nor did she express any opinions.

Old Zhou wasn’t disappointed either; in his view, Qiao Qingyu only played the role of a middleman, and the real decision-makers in the end were the local leaders and He Xiuyu.

So, he planned to meet with He Xiuyu.

And since the high-yield corn seeds from Qiao Family Team had made it into the national newspapers, it was natural that heads of agriculture departments from other countries had seen them too.

The assistant was quite astonished.

Because agriculture in their country was already the most developed in the world, a real agricultural powerhouse, yet their per-unit yields hadn’t reached the levels of Northern Huaxia agriculture.

It seemed completely incredible, just one year and such great achievements were made?

The head of the agriculture department shrugged and put the document on the desk, tapping the tabletop with his fingers, he asked his assistant, "Do you think such high yields per unit are for real?"

"I think it’s fake. Our country’s agricultural science and technology is very advanced, already at the top of the world. Huaxia’s agriculture is just starting out; it would take them at least several decades to catch up to us, so it’s impossible to achieve such a breakthrough in just one year."

You must know that breeding seeds isn’t that simple.

Sometimes even breaking gene sequence codes is necessary, and they do have a huge team of scientific researchers as well as the world’s most advanced and developed laboratories.

The assistant straightforwardly said, "I think this news is fake, just hyped up."

The head laughed, "Yeah, I think so too. It surely must be hyped up; they always like to pretend to be more than they are."

The assistant also laughed and carelessly threw the document into a corner.

But a few smaller neighboring countries didn’t think so—what if it were true?

So, they needed to go to Huaxia to buy seeds.

Even if they couldn’t buy the seeds, getting hold of the technology would be worth the visit.

...

The trade fair was held as scheduled.

He Xiuyu was also among the participants.

His focus was on light industrial products.

Qiao Qingyu and Qiao Shengbao stood in front of their booth, which was rather quiet, to say the least.

It wasn’t as busy as they had imagined.

Basically, it was to the point of being ignored.

Qiao Qingyu wasn’t worried; their target customer group wasn’t the cities surrounding North City anyway.

The corn leaf crafts were intended for a specific market.

Qiao Qingyu was waiting for someone, Boss Chen, the largest wholesaler at the first batch market.

He guessed that it should be about time for him to arrive.

But Qiao Shengbao had no idea what Qiao Qingyu was thinking. The other booths were bustling with people, yet their booth remained deserted.

Rongrong didn’t seem to care; she ran around with a corn leaf woven hat on her head. Since she was pretty, people noticed the hat on her head, but even so, no one came to take a closer look.

At that time, people generally cared more about electronic products and daily necessities. As for the craft decorations, not many were interested.

Worriedly, Qiao Shengbao asked Qiao Qingyu, "Qingyu, what should we do if no one comes to ask about our products?"

Qiao Qingyu didn’t tell him what to do but put two corn leaf woven flowers in a vase and turned to look at Qiao Shengbao, "What do you think we should do?"

"... I don’t know either."

"Then have you wasted the past three days strolling the streets for nothing?" Qiao Qingyu countered.

Qiao Shengbao scratched his head, and then his eyes lit up. He was no stranger to bustling streets and suddenly knew what to do.

Business like theirs couldn’t just stand by and wait for people to come.

He took a few finely crafted trinkets and squeezed his way toward where there were more people.

Grabbing their attention, drenched in sweat, he stuttered as he began to sell his handicrafts.

Qiao Qingyu smiled; no matter what, this was a big step toward success.

As long as one could start talking, the road ahead would be easier.

She waved and called Qiao Shengbao over, telling him that the corn leaf crafts weren’t very high-end commodities. When selling, you also need to consider where the potential customer comes from, what their needs are.

For instance, there were people from North City here; if you tried to sell these things to them, would they want them?

And there were other bosses, clearly, you could tell what they were looking for.

Some bosses liked tea, some liked porcelain, some liked silk.

Qiao Qingyu rattled off a long list, and although Qiao Shengbao was geographically challenged, he was quick-witted in this regard and memorized it all.

This time he was full of confidence.

Moreover, from the ride here to now, watching Qiao Qingyu’s interactions and dealing with people and things around her, Qiao Shengbao’s doors to a new world had been slowly opened.

And he had the basics in this area to begin with.

So if he really put his mind to it, he would catch on quickly.

But the results were minimal.

Qiao Qingyu only glanced once and then looked away, because Boss Chen had arrived.

Boss Chen had timed his arrival perfectly, with a middle-aged man carrying a briefcase and sporting a potbelly by his side.

He seemed to have known where Qiao Qingyu’s booth was all along and headed straight for her, his laughter reached her before he did, "Comrade Qiao Qingyu, long time no see! If I hadn’t found out by chance, I wouldn’t have known you came to Nangang City..."

"Boss Chen, hello. I knew you were busy with business, so I didn’t want to bother you," Qiao Qingyu also smiled.

"Comrade Qiao Qingyu, why so formal? We are friends after all. Look, I’ve brought a potential customer for you," he said as he introduced the person beside him, who turned out to be from the Nanyang Foreign Trade Company.

You could call him Boss Lee.

Boss Lee was very polite and clearly an old acquaintance of Boss Chen, smiling with his eyes squinting until they were nearly closed, yet his sharp gaze quickly swept over the corn leaf crafts.

He lowered the heart he had been holding up.

He owed Boss Chen a big favor, so he had to come, though he thought he’d end up collecting junk to take back with him—but he figured, he might as well do some charity.

As a businessman, he realized at a glance how to make the crafts, but he had to admit; every single one was delicate and intricate. Some even had color added, indeed featuring a heavy dose of local and folk characteristics.

Qiao Qingyu looked at Boss Chen and Boss Lee with a beaming smile.

She knew Boss Chen must have been coming to offer an indirect apology; last time, the plastic film he had was smuggled goods, and he himself had been heavily fined for it, almost getting arrested.

If Qiao Qingyu had really bought the stuff from him, it would have been a complete loss.

But since then, Qiao Qingyu had broken off contact with him and hadn’t bought any more goods from him.

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