Jiang Xiaofan put the tomatoes in the wooden shed, packed two packages of wild mushrooms when he got home, took a photo and sent it to Su Yunhe. Then he drove a three-wheeled motorcycle to the field, loaded two baskets of tomatoes and drove to Qingyuan County.
There were no twists and turns this time, and Jiang Xiaofan arrived at Shiweixian Restaurant smoothly.
Parking the three-wheeled motorcycle in the parking lot, Jiang Xiaofan went to see Su Yunhe carrying two large bags of wild mushrooms and five or six freshly picked tomatoes.
After parking the car in the restaurant parking lot, Jiang Xiaofan went to see Su Yunhe carrying a large bag of wild mushrooms and five or six freshly picked tomatoes.
"There are more wild mushrooms today than yesterday?" Su Yunhe's eyes lit up in the office, and he was very satisfied with the two large packages of wild mushrooms.
Jiang Xiaofan smiled and said: "The villagers are working hard now, and the volume is expected to increase in the future."
"That's great. Keep the quality good, and it's best to deliver a batch every day. Let's go to the finance room to settle the bill." Su Yunhe took Jiang Xiaofan to the finance room to collect the money.
This time, 260 kilograms of wild mushrooms cost 6,500 yuan in total.
Jiang Xiaofan roughly calculated that if the acquisition cost is excluded, the net profit this time will be more than 2,000 yuan. Compared with yesterday, it is more than 500 yuan, because it contains more than 20 kilograms of what he picked.
You can make more money by picking it yourself!
Before leaving, Jiang Xiaofan thought of the tomatoes in the car and suddenly asked: "Mr. Su, does your restaurant need tomatoes?"
"It's a need, but we have a fixed supplier of vegetables. We signed a purchase agreement with the vegetable farmers last year." Su Yunhe said with an apologetic look as if he understood Jiang Xiaofan's intention.
"Okay, that's a pity." Jiang Xiaofan shook his head regretfully. He originally wanted to sell the tomatoes nourished by spiritual energy to Su Yunhe, but he didn't expect that she already had a regular supplier to the vegetable farmer.
"I'm sorry. I have never purchased wild mushrooms before, so I went to the farmer's market to choose the goods. I have signed a purchase contract for vegetables..."
Seeing Su Yunhe's serious explanation, Jiang Xiaofan was very moved. He smiled and said, "It's okay, Mr. Su, I'm just asking casually. I grew these tomatoes and I'll leave them to you to try."
Jiang Xiaofan left the tomatoes behind and hurried to the farmer's market. He wanted to use a large stall to sell tomatoes, but he didn't know whether the stall would be useful or not.
Arriving at the farmer's market ten minutes later, Jiang Xiaofan found his stall and unloaded two baskets of tomatoes from the car.
I laid out the raincloth I brought from home, neatly stacked the tomatoes on it, borrowed a black pen from the owner of the butcher stall next door, and wrote down the selling price on the wooden board in front of the stall.
Natural tomatoes, ten yuan a pound.
"Tomatoes cost 10 yuan per catty. Are you crazy about money? My pork belly only costs 12 yuan per catty." The owner of the butcher stall next door watched Jiang Xiaofan busy from beginning to end, until Jiang Xiaofan wrote down the selling price, he finally stopped.
Calm down.
You know, the price of tomatoes in the market now is basically between 2 yuan and 3 yuan, but Jiang Xiaofan's price has tripled or even tripled.
Jiang Xiaofan returned the pen to him and said with a smile: "My tomatoes are different from others. They are worth the price. Why don't you try one?"
"What's delicious in the greenhouse?"
The butcher stall owner shook his head disdainfully, then rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "If you can sell it at this price, I will give you a pig hind leg. If you can't sell it, you will give me all your tomatoes."
Do you dare to bet?"
"Okay, it's settled." Jiang Xiaofan agreed with a smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, an old lady came over carrying a vegetable basket. Jiang Xiaofan immediately greeted with a smile: "Grandma, come and see the fresh tomatoes?"
"Young man, how much do your tomatoes cost per pound?" the old lady asked as she picked up a tomato. She walked around the vegetable market a few times and found that Jiang Xiaofan's tomatoes were eye-catching. They were not only fresh, but also big. They were used to stew beef for her grandson.
Nothing could be better.
"I just picked it in the morning, it's still wet with dew, it's fresh and delicious, it costs 10 yuan per catty." Jiang Xiaofan introduced enthusiastically.
"10 yuan per catty?!" the old man
The wife was so frightened that she quickly put down the tomatoes and scolded Jiang Xiaofan: "Young man, I see you look so polite, but why are you so evil in business? Other people's tomatoes cost 2 yuan a pound, but you ask for 10 yuan."
, do you think my age is easy to deceive?"
After the old lady yelled like this, many people passing by gathered around her.
The butcher stall owner took the opportunity and shouted loudly: "10 yuan per catty of tomatoes, what's the difference between this and robbery? It's really hard for old people nowadays. If you pay attention, you will be deceived."
After hearing the whole story, a middle-aged uncle walked out of the crowd of onlookers and said righteously: "Say, young man, you are young and capable, wouldn't it be better to do some long-term business? Why do you do this kind of thing?"
Jiang Xiaofan was completely stunned, almost thinking that he had done something evil.
He was about to retaliate, but when he thought about the fact that someone else's tomatoes were sold for 2 yuan per catty, and his own tomatoes were someone else's, it was no wonder that most people couldn't accept it.
However, tomatoes cultivated with spiritual energy are not comparable to ordinary tomatoes in terms of taste and nutritional content.
With the idea of making money by being friendly, Jiang Xiaofan said patiently to the middle-aged uncle: "Uncle, my tomatoes are not ordinary tomatoes, nor are they tomatoes ripened in greenhouses. You will know after you taste them."
"What's different?"
The middle-aged uncle sneered and said, "Humph, I don't believe it anymore. Are the skins of your tomatoes made of gold, or the flesh of them?"
After saying that, he picked up a tomato from the stall, rubbed it casually with his hands a few times, put it directly into his mouth and took a bite.
"Huh?" The middle-aged uncle was about to curse, but he stopped after chewing a few mouthfuls of tomatoes.
This tomato seems to be okay, the taste is a bit indescribable, so it’s no problem to sell it for three or four yuan.
He swallowed it in a few mouthfuls, then took another big bite.
"Huh??" The middle-aged uncle was a little surprised. These tomatoes have thin skin, juicy flesh, and sweet juice. There are very few tomatoes of this quality on the market, and the five or six yuan they sell for them is quite reasonable.
He devoured it hungrily and quickly took a third bite.
"Huh???" The middle-aged uncle's face showed joy. The sweet tomato juice turned sour, and every drop stimulated his taste buds, giving him a strong urge to eat.
What others don't know is that he has been sitting in an office all year round and his body is already in a sub-healthy state. Especially his belly has been getting bigger and bigger over the years, and he has suffered from the most severe fatty liver, followed by a loss of appetite.
Digestive function declines, visceral fat thickens...
Now he feels nauseated when it's time to eat, and the doctor said it will be over if he continues.
Today he specially came to the vegetable market, hoping to whet his appetite with ingredients. Unexpectedly, after shopping around for a long time, there was no improvement until he ate this strange tomato...
"Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, what the hell are you talking about? What does this tomato taste like? If you have any questions, please tell me something!"
Watching the middle-aged man speak one mouth after another, the onlookers' mouths were drooling.