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365.Trademark registration

It's getting late now.

Sun Shouping's resentment had disappeared under the temptation of Song Tan's braised eggplant with soy sauce, stir-fried cowpeas with minced meat and cold noodles.

But after all, they were other people's dogs, and he didn't dare to let them go and stay on the mountain like this, so he still dragged them back by force.

Dabao and Erbao obediently turned around and went into the house to rest in the cool air.

The three dogs whined and struggled desperately, their paws almost digging ditches on the grass. It was such a scene that [the first wife struggled to keep her husband], so much so that even he fell into the rhythm of a bitter love drama.

As I walked down the mountain, I couldn't help but sigh:

"Look at our General William's treasure. His name is domineering. In fact, he is so infatuated that he fell in love at first sight for thousands of years! If this is a relationship, he will definitely look down on other dogs."

Song Tan also nodded: "Indeed. But the problem is that my eldest and second darlings are so good. It's normal for them to look down on other dogs."

She is so confident!

After what he said, Sun Shouping became even more unwilling. He gritted his teeth secretly and said, "Don't worry, when I go back and look for it again, there will definitely be something that can seduce them."

"And your Majesty. I have contacted several Kangao owners recently. When I choose the best one, I will definitely be able to choose a beautiful wife for him!"

Song Tan glanced at him: "Kang Gao is too edible. If you're not 100% sure, it's better not to bring it here."

Sun Shouping:......

Even someone who has traveled thousands of miles to bring a dog on a blind date is not so picky. How can he be so stingy with your food? Can you still be poor if you eat an extra pot of chaff?!



When the two of them and three dogs returned to Song Youde's courtyard, they saw that Brother Zhang had already started packing the pickled green peaches.

Song Tan couldn't help but wonder: "By the way, I didn't have time to ask you before, why do you want 100 kilograms of green peaches?"

"Hehehe," Brother Zhang scratched his head in embarrassment:

"My wife is pregnant. I ate your green peach that day and everything was good, so I recommended it to the group of mothers."

"As a result, everyone wants to buy it——"

When he said this, he quickly explained: "I'm not a middleman who makes money from the price difference. I sent you the link to your store. If you don't believe me, I'll go back and ask my wife to take a screenshot and show it to you!"

"But other mothers say that it's too expensive without free shipping, and I can't be your boss... No, my wife told people that I'm a courier company. After we discussed it, we decided to add 6 yuan to each order if it's not overweight.

Pay the money and we will deliver the goods.”

At the end of his sentence, he started to giggle.

Song Tan:......

At 6 yuan per order, Brother Zhang must earn at least two or three yuan. But he has to do the packaging himself, and he also has the money for the packaging boxes...

It’s really a hard-earned job, and it seems like it’s really for his wife’s social interaction!

"Okay," Song Tan also said with a smile: "That will also increase sales for our family. Otherwise, if I give 5 jins of green peaches for every 100 jins to my sister-in-law, you don't have to pay for it yourself."

"Okay, okay!"

Brother Zhang was overjoyed.

Anyway, he didn't feel that he was boosting sales for others. As for the taste of Song Tan's products, the first wave of sales hadn't come to their senses, otherwise they would have to add more orders until the sales skyrocketed.

Besides, the green peaches on the mountain will be gone soon, and there are not many cans in stock in the yard. He is really embarrassed to be so shameless and say to others to increase sales...

Just thinking that I was about to have a baby, I couldn't help but giggle while putting the tape on.

Qiao Qiao looked at him while patting the garlic cloves, and then whispered: "Brother Zhang is laughing so strangely now, I will definitely not be able to have children in the future."

"Why?"

Although Qiaoqiao's family had no plans to let him get married and have children in his current state, but he said so himself, which made people curious.

Qiao Qiao whispered: "I think people will become stupid when they have children. Look at little Brother Zhang, he is not so quick to apply tape now, he always takes time to laugh..."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, couldn't help but become happy, and then nodded in unison: "Yes! We Qiaoqiao can understand it better!"



While joking, Zhang Yanping prepared lunch as usual and took it to the pond. When he came back, he was sweating profusely, and his face was getting darker and darker from the sun. He was holding the iced watermelon and slurping most of it to feel comfortable.

At this moment, he washed his face again before suggesting:

"Tantan, it's extremely hot today. Isn't this pond open to fishing for now?"

Song Tan was a little puzzled: "Don't you want to save more money?"

She is not the one who loses money by not opening up fishing.

Zhang Yanping smiled bitterly: "Everyone wants to make money, but in hot weather, they don't fish much during the day, and they fish all at night. But there are many insects and snakes in hot weather, and I'm afraid that if I am bitten by poisonous insects or snakes at night -

After all, it is our own pond, and it is not cost-effective to have to bear some responsibility for it."

Besides, even if there are no insects or snakes, it is not appropriate to heat people up every time.

Just reject them all.

Although this group of fishermen has been going on for a long time and has not caught a few fish in total, the fry that were put in in early spring are now growing in size, so it is better to provide a more stable environment.

Song Tan didn't expect that insects and snakes - spiritual energy to dispel shocks, is what she often does at night, especially targeting the insects around her, so that their things in the house have not been harmed by insects... She has never considered this.

But what Brother Yan Ping said makes sense. It’s hot, so I still refuse to worry about it all.

Anyway, the reputation of her good products has already been established, and there are only two or three groups of fishermen coming and going. They are just dragging them to their base, and there is no fresh blood for the time being.

Papi Song went through the problems and lost interest in them, so he nodded in agreement.

Zhang Yanping quickly started sending out notifications.

However, the seventh cousin couldn't help but nodded: "It's good. We don't have to cook for more than a dozen people. This group of fishermen is too good to eat."

Xiao Zhu, the party secretary who was eating the sauce-roasted eggplant in one bite, thought about it and couldn't help but say:

"Song Tan, I have already discussed this procedure in the village. You have to think about it. If there are more people working at home next year, it will be fine if they don't even have to eat. You can also spread it among the people in the village.

.”

"If the workers are provided with meals, the chefs have to think carefully and find a reliable person to take charge."

This year everyone doesn’t know what price Song Tan’s things will sell for, but next year it won’t be certain.

If the person running the kitchen is not a trustworthy person, his frequent visits can easily lead to a lot of trouble.

It's okay to line your own pockets, but if you turn around and resell them, something goes wrong, or the good and bad are mixed together and affect your reputation...

That's really not worth the loss.

You know, it is not easy to build a brand business nowadays, but it is very easy to destroy it.

"Also, next you should also worry about trademark design registration and packaging. When the peaches on the mountain are ripe, there must be something iconic to impress others!"

Chapter 365. I miss you for three hundred and sixty-five days.

Good night, dirty king.


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