Chapter 1737: Hehe, hehe

Da Liang is truly anxious to the point of death.

The Party Secretary, standing behind, is also standing on tiptoe, peering inside through the fence: "Zhuangzhuang! Zhuangzhuang!"

Unfortunately, Tao Zhuangzhuang, who is busy running around and so excited that he wishes he could carry the basket and pick the grapes himself, has already entered the vineyard; how could he still hear the calls at the entrance?

Besides, even if he could hear, he wouldn't listen!

At this moment, he is peering around like a thief, and only then does he say to Song Tan again:

"Come, choose any of the grapevines here; they are all saplings in their peak fruiting period. Take them back and plant them when autumn arrives, and I guarantee your family will also have a bumper harvest next year!"

Song Tan is somewhat surprised: "You're really giving them away? Our family has planted some too, so this isn't strictly necessary. You should go back to your work first."

Only then does Tao Zhuangzhuang say with embarrassment: "Well, it's mainly that I'm looking for an excuse to avoid the people in the village."

Qiao Qiao is currently livestreaming, and although he hasn't said much, even if he just says a word or two, the orders are clattering upwards.

And for such a big matter, if he doesn't have a plausible reason, he won't be able to stop the fellow villagers from pestering him with questions.

But at this moment, he admiringly gives Song Tan a thumbs up:

"Oh my, Boss Song, you really have the experience. It's fortunate that you brought these security guards from your own home to help watch the vineyard."

"Otherwise, inside and outside the village, everyone is either an acquaintance or an elder, or a relative or friend. If they were all calling me at the entrance, I really wouldn't have the heart to pretend I didn't hear them."

But, just as Boss Song said, with so many hands and feet, the formally hired workers are one thing, but with such a huge crowd coming, there isn't even room to stand in the vineyard; who knows what kind of trouble might arise?

If someone with bad intentions messes up the goods that have been screened and prepared for packaging, he would be worried to death by the after-sales service alone.

In short, everyone can see what they need to see in the livestream anyway; instead of pestering him, they might as well screen the fruit in their own vineyards properly.

If they were truly sensible people, they would have gone back early to prepare instead of waiting for him.

As for showing his face but firmly refusing to open the door—

Sigh, don't look at how everyone understands in their hearts, but if they really run into their own relatives or acquaintances shouting outside, can they really pretend not to hear?

In the village, it has always been like this; if he acts too strictly according to the rules, he will instead appear out of place.

Now, using the excuse of selecting grapevines for the boss who is bringing goods for him, isn't that the most legitimate reason?

After all, what big streamer can sell over ten thousand jin of grapes in just this short while!

Tao Zhuangzhuang thinks of this, and the corners of his mouth lift, unable to be pulled down.

However, he is sincere about giving away the grapevines: "Everyone in the county is rushing to plant them this year, and I imagine it's the same elsewhere. I feel that the price of this Shine Muscat will drop again next year, and the pricing is already chaotic."

Don't look at how they were worried to the point of hanging themselves due to sales problems this year; now that the news of successful sales is spreading, there will always be those who don't believe in evil and will enter the market this year.

People have always been like this.

But Tao Zhuangzhuang sees it clearly:

"Without you bringing the goods, I couldn't sell them at this price even if I shouted until the sky collapsed; I already had plans to reduce production next year."

His family's grapes are well-managed, so there should be many people eyeing these grapevines. Picking out good ones to give to Boss Song, two hundred plants really isn't much.

"If you don't mind, if you want to plant more, I can also let them go cheaply."

Song Tan is somewhat surprised: "So decisive?"

"That's a must."

Tao Zhuangzhuang says with a bitter smile, "My earnings this year are obvious, but with such a large orchard, I truly won't be able to watch over it next year; it's better to shrink the area this year."

In his words, he has laid bare human nature; one can imagine that the other party has seen plenty of human hearts in the few years he has been farming.

At this moment, Song Tan nods:

"Fine, wait for me to go back and study the planning for the mountain."

To be precise, she still has to ask Yan Ran and the others; in this regard, they are the experts.

Others are afraid of grapes dropping in price, but she is not worried.

While talking, Tao Zhuangzhuang hurriedly raises his phone again to look at the shop in the livestream—ah!

Over eight thousand orders.

This huge number makes him feel a bit dazed, and at this moment he can't help but ask deeply: "How did all these fan numbers accumulate?"

He looks at other big streamers, who also have millions of fans, and they have to shout for a long time to sell goods!

And they have to be big brands with good discounts to succeed.

How did it accumulate?

This is a good question, because Song Tan doesn't know either.

She thinks and thinks: "Just taking pictures of flowers, grass, fruit, vegetables, and occasionally selling them online?"

"Is that so." Tao Zhuangzhuang understands half-heartedly, feeling that it might be the traffic brought by these vast, wealthy city people who are curious about rural life and full of enthusiastic fantasies about the countryside.

When he turns back, he will learn too; anyway, since he is reducing production next year, he might as well study it properly himself.

If nothing else, if he accumulates one hundred thousand or eighty thousand fans and sells a thousand or eight hundred orders, that would be very successful.

Tao Zhuangzhuang, who knows nothing about the cutthroat competition of the internet, is full of fantasies. At this moment, he takes another look at his phone, then glances at Qiaoqiao—

He is holding the phone to show everyone the vineyard.

"Little friends, this is Zhuangzhuang-ge's vineyard; it's one hundred mu!"

"Zhuangzhuang-ge is so careful; he cleans the scorched leaves and the spoiled fruit every single day."

"And these trees are planted exactly the same; they are even better than the ones planted at our home."

Today the order volume is sufficient, and everyone subconsciously snatched them up frantically, only to find that there were still some left after snatching, and their hearts couldn't help but relax.

Following Qiao Qiao's perspective to look over, they find that this boundless vineyard in front of them is indeed as if it were built by someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

【How can someone even fix the growth direction of grapevines on the trellis so standardly】

【OCD joy! Is this Zhuangzhuang-ge retired from the army?】

【Oh my, I was hesitating just now because it was too expensive and didn't place an order. Just for such a neat orchard, I have to taste it no matter what】

【How is this managed? Look at the position of the branches at the very bottom of each grapevine; they all seem to be about the same】

【I like it too much; it looks so comfortable】

【Even the grapevines are managed so well; this boss must be extremely meticulous in his work.】

【Right! These grapes are probably just like what Qiao Qiao said, not a bit off】

【Buy buy buy!】

【Hehe, I couldn't snatch the 499 peaches, can't I afford the 150 grapes?】

【This price is very expensive for me, but... oh my, I have to taste why it's so expensive; after all, even Qiao Qiao's family's stuff can't be snatched】

The bullet comments are lively and dazzling.

Tao Zhuangzhuang looks down at his phone with a cracked screen, and at this moment, there is a smile on his face that he cannot close.

And then he sighs again: "The people on the internet really speak so nicely."

A person like him has always been a bit out of place in the village.

Especially since everyone grows grapes, at first, experts taught them bit by bit and adjusted them bit by bit, which made everyone determine a scientific management model.

But the people in the village love to follow the crowd; when to weed, when to spray medicine, they all have to huddle together to do it.

He is different; after learning it seriously, he has his own planning notebook.

When he has nothing to do, he comes to the orchard to stroll around, pick leaves, twist vines, and tidy up the rotten grapes.

In short, anyone in the village who comes to his vineyard to take a look will click their tongues in wonder, and then go back and mutter:

"Just say that Old Tao is too rigid; you say that the grapevines should grow however they want, can't we just prune them according to the rules?"

"He is different; he has to twist them to that direction to be comfortable; isn't this just being idle?"

"Exactly, those who buy grapes see such an orchard, can they give ten more yuan?"

Tao Zhuangzhuang has heard plenty of these messy words, and some people even joke and ask him in public.

Tao Zhuangzhuang doesn't care on the surface, saying he is idle anyway, but in reality, he cares to death—

Can't he just like it neat and comfortable?

Now looking at this young Boss Song in front of him—

Hey, maybe the ten yuan more expensive than other families is expensive because of this orchard!

And these netizens, look, people didn't intend to buy, but now they have placed an order.

His neat orchard, his hard work wasn't in vain!

This realization makes his heart bubble with joy.

And just at this time, Tao Zhuangzhuang, who wants to refresh the order volume again, suddenly pauses his hand and stabs a few more times:

"Why did the page turn gray?"

He looks at Song Tan nervously, and Song Tan looks over and sees: "It's off the shelf; look at the gray words 【Off the shelf】 below."

"Oh, off the shelf."

Tao Zhuangzhuang comes back to his senses, and is instantly overjoyed again, "Boss Song, how many orders did you say were placed just now? Was it nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine orders? Oh my! Oh my!"

He is so happy he doesn't know what to do, but sees Song Tan also take out her phone:

"Well, I estimate your best grape production this year is about eighty thousand jin, so for this Grade A fruit, I only put up twenty-five thousand orders for you."

"Grade B put up thirty thousand orders; in addition, there are probably three to five thousand jin of fragmented Grade A fruit cut off. What do you plan to do with this?"

What to do?

Tao Zhuangzhuang is selling such a large order volume online for the first time, and it is the first time he has seen such high-efficiency shipping by cutting fruit.

He thinks and thinks: "Boss Song, do you have any suggestions?"

Song Tan says without hesitation: "You can sell these in pieces yourself; they should be easy to sell. But Qiao Qiao's fans today are quite supportive. If you ask me, I definitely side with Qiao Qiao."

But Tao Zhuangzhuang is not a greedy person; if nothing else, the sale of Grade A fruit has already made him money.

At this moment, he says with a firm expression: "No problem, Boss Song, if you have any ideas, just say it—is it to hold a lottery? I see many streamers hold lotteries to give away stuff?"

"That's giving away too much."

Song Tan shakes her head, "If you give away like this, what will the others in the village do later?"

"How about this, let's count it as five thousand jin, 9.9 yuan per jin including shipping as a benefit for the fans in the livestream, with a limit of one order per person."

"Do you think it's feasible?"

That is also fifty thousand yuan!

Even if there isn't much left after deducting packaging costs and shipping fees, Tao Zhuangzhuang still nods without hesitation:

"No problem!"

Boss Song is a full person who doesn't know the hunger of a hungry person.

He can't even sell these whole bunches of good grapes, and this fragmented fruit has to be sold at 9.9 with much effort; how long would it take to sell it at a street stall?

This cut fruit can't be kept, has to be processed as soon as possible, and can't affect the village...

It's better to do it like this.

Although it is said to be a benefit, once they eat it and find it good, and recognize his family, maybe it can leave some opportunities for next year?

While talking, Song Tan has already put the order volume back on the shelf, and by the way says to Lu Chuan on the side:

"Let's go tell Qiao Qiao about today's goods-bringing arrangement."

Tao Zhuangzhuang naturally thanks her profusely, but he refuses to leave:

"There must be many people surrounding the entrance now; I'll just watch the grapevines here, and if anyone asks, I'll say I'm picking grapevines; anyway, I won't go to the entrance."

Isn't that so.

If it were the previous three thousand orders, the village Party Secretary would have already run over impatiently.

By the time it reached five thousand, eight thousand, the planters of the whole county would all be rushing over.

There are also many who want to work, relatives and friends who come to join the fun, or those who only planted a small plot of land and also want to catch this free ride...

Tao Zhuangzhuang is right not to come; at this moment, there are voice messages and continuous vibrating calls from relatives on his phone.

He mutes the phone, pretending he didn't hear anything—sigh! If it's like this, because of the frequent phone interruptions, he can't even watch Qiao Qiao's livestream.

But he can't do otherwise; look at what those messages say!

Even his mother can't help but speak well for the relatives:

"Zhuangzhuang, your uncle's family also harvested over two hundred jin of grapes this year; this isn't even considered a yield in our orchard; why don't you sell them together."

That's not how things are done!

He has feelings for his uncle; if it were a matter of encountering some difficulty and wanting twenty thousand yuan, Tao Zhuangzhuang would transfer the money without blinking, not even expecting them to pay it back.

But selling these grapes together, the streamer came from thousands of miles away to bring people, bringing goods and managing the orchard; wouldn't that be a wasted effort?

Besides, if his uncle wants to bring them, does his aunt want to bring them? His cousins on this side also have grapes; should they all bring them together?

In short, he pretends to inspect the grapes, throwing his phone on the ground at this moment, letting the anxiety burn in his heart, walking around in circles inside, and refusing to look at it even once.

Sure enough.

When Song Tan and the others find Qiao Qiao, he is already holding the phone stand and has moved to a deeper part of the vineyard.

"Why did you run here?" Song Tan asks casually, and hands over a bottle of iced mineral water just sent from the small shop at the entrance.

Qiao Qiao sees her and instantly forgets the livestream, saying honestly at this moment:

"There are so many people at the entrance, and the noise is so loud; I want to take the little friends to see the orchard properly, so I changed to a new place."

Song Tan glances at the livestream, and sure enough, the bullet comments are asking questions, like 【Why is it noisy】 【What was the noisy talk about before】, or 【Heard a few words about grape sales】 and so on...

She then says with a smile:

"Everyone didn't expect Qiao Qiao's little friends to trust Qiao Qiao so much; they bought grapes worth over a hundred yuan just like that, so they were too excited."

Qiaoqiao also understands now, and at this moment, he explains to the children as well:

"The grapes in Bai Yu County can't be sold this year because the quality is good and the cost is high; they definitely can't be sold if bought cheaply, and they have been worried for a long time."

"Sister asked me to help bring goods, and they didn't expect them to sell so fast."

He can't help but frown again, "Do you still have money? Don't buy if you don't have enough money; these really aren't as delicious as my family's."

That's what he said.

【If your family's is delicious, you should put it up!】

【Exactly! Every day you just make people crave it here.】

Those with a stubborn temper send bullet comments: 【I won't, I'll buy his instead.】

【Hmph, I'll buy his, and I won't buy yours. Are you uncomfortable?】

【Understood, did you not snatch anything, the one in front?】

【Family members, the peaches have arrived, hahaha, I'll eat first as a sign of respect.】

Good fellow!

This bullet comment pulled all the hatred on the full screen over.

And Song Tan tells Qiao Qiao about today's livestream plan.

Qiao Qiao nods seriously, wipes the sweat from his forehead, and sticks the mineral water to his cheek:

"It's so hot; I don't know if the little friends will be hot watching the livestream; the ice patch on the phone needs to be changed in a while."

But even so, he still seriously states today's livestream plan:

"Everyone don't snatch; this link will be hung up until it's sold out. Sister said there are about twenty-five thousand orders of Grade A fruit, and we will put up Grade B fruit in a while."

"Grade B fruit is 40 yuan per jin, 120 per order, but there are many of these, fifty thousand orders."

Speaking of this, he can't help but look around this vineyard again:

"Zhuangzhuang-ge is the biggest planter in their county! The whole county only has six hundred mu of vineyards, and he alone occupies one-sixth."

It is said that during the peak period of employment, the daily labor cost is several thousand yuan.

Tao Zhuangzhuang has already been classified by Qiao Qiao into the 【Big brother I just met and have a good impression of】 category, and at this moment, he praises him with honor and sincerity.

"Then there is Grade C fruit; there are also fifty thousand orders of Grade C fruit, but this one is 90 yuan."

When he says this, everyone becomes even more lively:

【I will make a trade-off between 9.9 and 150 grapes, but there is not much difference between 90 and 150.】

This is not showing off wealth, but after staying in Qiao Qiao's livestream for a long time, they are naturally not so sensitive to price.

And his fan base is large, plus the nature of the Chinese people, nothing is as practical as eating.

After a few back and forths, such words can also be said.

【Exactly! Since I've gritted my teeth, I might as well grit them harder】

【Qiao Qiao, talk carefully about the gap between Grade A and Grade C】

Lu Chuan points to this bullet comment for Song Tan to see, and Song Tan takes the scissors without hesitation, finds a bunch on the nearby grapevine, and clicks.

After Qiao Qiao takes it, he holds both bunches of grapes in his hands to compare:

"Grade C fruit bunch is not as heavy, and it doesn't grow as standardly, but it is still very good-looking overall, and it is very decent for everyone to give as gifts."

"It also smells fragrant when eaten, and it's a bit sweet."

"We won't sell the worse ones; the difference between the worse ones and the ordinary ones is not that big; everyone can buy them at the supermarket at the entrance."

Although he said so, everyone looks at the comparison of the two bunches of grapes:

That is, there is a difference in the size of the bunch, the particles are slightly smaller, and some are uneven, but overall, the gap is really not that big!

Those who are shy in their pockets but want to satisfy their cravings recognize this Grade C fruit.

"Also," Qiao Qiao emphasizes again:

"Everyone don't buy if you don't have money! After these are all sold out, Zhuangzhuang-ge said there are small bunches of fragmented grapes cut from the previous Grade A fruit; everyone can buy one jin! 9.9 including shipping."

Looking at Song Tan, he adds another sentence: "But there aren't many of those, only five thousand orders."

Good fellow, this familiar sense of urgency comes again; the final track is still to be snatched!

【Well, I'm poor, don't snatch with me, I just want this 9.9 one】

【What? What's the difference between eating the whole bunch and the scattered ones? This is my comfort zone】

【Okay okay, I'm going to climb the signal tower now】

While talking, Song Tan looks at everyone's consumption consciousness, and at this moment simply puts up the next few links, and the introduction is as usual:

【Grade B fruit of Shine Muscat grapes from Tao Zhuangzhuang's family in Bai Yu County】

【... Grade C fruit】

As for those benefits at the end, because they haven't been weighed yet, and for fear of affecting the previous sales, they haven't been put up yet.

But it is already off-work time, and there are more and more people joining the fun in the livestream.

Although those who should consume have consumed once, the number of viewers is constantly rising, and new fans rush in, piecing together according to the bullet comments, and start placing orders again without saying a word.

And at the entrance, Da Liang holds his phone and huddles with a group of people, watching the sales volume refresh once and change once at this moment.

The page turns gray, and then pops out again rapidly...

He looks at the time: "It's been less than half an hour..."

But the grapes of three grades in this link have already sold nearly sixty thousand orders...

The villagers are even more annoyed: "If we had known that selling online could be so neat and fast, we would have invited a few more streamers no matter what!"

?? Tonight, hehe! Are you satisfied? ===== CHAPTER 1738 =====