Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 2018 - 1765: Hehe, Hehe_3

"30,000 orders of B-level, and there are another three to five thousand pounds of leftover A-level fruit. What do you plan to do with that?"

What to do?

It’s Tao Zhuangzhuang’s first time selling such a big order online and his first encounter with this highly efficient fruit-picking and shipping process.

After thinking it over: "Boss Song, do you have any suggestions?"

Song Tan didn’t hesitate: "You could sell these leftovers individually; they should sell well too. But Qiaoqiao’s fans have been very supportive today. If you ask me, I’m definitely on Qiaoqiao’s side."

But Tao Zhuangzhuang isn’t greedy; selling the A-level fruit alone has already made him money.

With determination he says, "No problem, whatever Boss Song has in mind, feel free to say—should we do a giveaway? I’ve seen many streamers do giveaways?"

"That’s giving away too much."

Song Tan shook his head, "If you give away like that, what about others in the village?"

"How about this, calculate it as five thousand pounds, offer it as a deal for 9.9 yuan per pound with shipping included, as a benefit for the live stream fans, limit one order per person."

"Do you think that’s feasible?"

That’s fifty thousand yuan!

Even after deducting packaging and courier costs, though little would be left, Tao Zhuangzhuang still nodded without hesitation:

"No problem!"

Boss Song was like a full man unaware of a hungry man’s hunger.

He can’t even sell the whole bunch of good grapes, not to mention these leftover grapes that would require a lot of persuasion to sell at 9.9. Selling at the stall—who knows how long that would take?

The picked fruits can’t sit around much longer, need handling quickly, and shouldn’t impact the village...

Better to do it like this.

Although it’s a benefit, once people like the taste, they might come back next year, creating more opportunities.

While speaking, Song Tan had already relisted the orders and quickly said to Lun Chuan:

"Let’s go tell Qiaoqiao about today’s selling plan."

Tao Zhuangzhuang was naturally very grateful but he wouldn’t leave:

"There are bound to be lots gathering at the entrance, I’ll stay here watching the grapevines. If someone asks, just say I’m selecting grapevines, I’m not heading to the front."

Isn’t that the truth.

Previously, when it was 3,000 orders, the village head couldn’t wait to come over.

As it reached 5,000 and 8,000, growers from all over the county wanted to flock over.

There are also those needing work, and relatives and friends coming for the fun, or those who plant a small piece too and want to hitch a ride...

Tao Zhuangzhuang was right not to come; he had relatives sending voice messages and called simultaneously on his phone.

He put his phone on silent, pretending not to hear—sigh! It was like that, frequent calls interrupted, and he couldn’t watch Qiaoqiao’s live stream anymore.

But he had no choice, just look at what those messages say!

Even his mom couldn’t help but put in a good word with relatives:

"Zhuangzhuang, your uncle’s family harvested over two hundred pounds of grapes this year too. In terms of our orchard’s yield, it’s not much. Why don’t you sell it along?"

Things shouldn’t be done like this!

He has feelings for his uncle. If it were a tough situation requiring twenty thousand yuan, Tao Zhuangzhuang would transfer without blinking and wouldn’t expect repayment.

But if the grapes are sold together, then the streamer who brought people over from afar, doing the selling and managing the orchard, isn’t it all for nothing?

And if his uncle wants to sell, wouldn’t his aunt want in too? His brother’s and cousin’s family have grapes, should they all join?

In any case, he pretended to inspect the grapes, his phone on the ground, heart anxious, roaming inside in circles, refusing to take a look.

...

As expected.

When Song Tan and the others found Qiaoqiao, he was holding a phone stand, having moved to a deeper part of the grape vineyard.

"Why did you run here?" Song Tan casually asked, handing over a bottle of iced mineral water just delivered from the small shop at the entrance.

Qiaoqiao saw her, instantly forgetting about the live stream, and dutifully said:

"So many people gathered at the entrance, it’s noisy. I wanted to show the kids the vineyard properly, so I found a new spot."

Song Tan glanced at the live stream, text comments asking why it’s noisy and what was said amid the chaos, regarding grape sales, or similar...

She smiled and said:

"Everyone probably didn’t expect Qiaoqiao’s viewers to trust Qiaoqiao so much. They bought the grapes, costing over a hundred, without hesitation, so they’re very excited."

Qiaoqiao understood, explaining to the kids:

"The grapes in Baiyu County aren’t selling this year. The quality is good, but cost is high, and selling cheaply isn’t viable. They’ve been worried for a long time."