Chapter 1742: Old grapes and face

The villagers have their own little abacus in their hearts.

They are quite shrewd, preparing to make two-handed preparations.

At this moment, they go to the leader first to talk, can their goods be added together to sell?

Isn't it because they think the volume is small?

Small volume is good to add, right? Each family mixes a few orders, isn't it added?

Don't want 50 a jin, 30 a jin is fine, they also pick the good and big ones, not pitting people.

That remaining street stall selling is 10 yuan for three jin.

If the buyer in front can raise the price, it's fine to pack it to them!

It can only be said that those who can mix together have the same thoughts. At this moment, everyone looks at each other, and their hearts are about the same, and they all mean this.

The buyer is still eloquent:

"We gave this price at the beginning, isn't it for the sake of neatness? Now it's good, someone came to engage in this malicious competition, and we are not unable to offer it—"

"How about this, those they picked, we still collect at 3 yuan, we don't fight for the others, how about it?"

Coincidentally, right? They also have an abacus in their hearts.

3 yuan and 30, it sounds like the price difference is very large, but deliberately emphasizing that it is the remaining ones blurs the price gap between them.

They are thinking, each of the villagers in front should have a few tens of thousands of jin left, right?

According to the quality shown in the livestream, the quality is still playable.

When they tidy up and sell them to boutique supermarkets, the profit margin is also extremely high.

Better than them squatting here for 3 days, and finally getting nothing, right?

After all, time has been delayed, and they can't really sell grape stems.

Both sides are very moved by the conditions shown by the other party.

After all, the price of 30 is hanging there, even if each family can sell one or two hundred jin, that is several thousand yuan.

They planted so many grapes, and didn't take care of them usually, and the cost is pitifully small, so this few thousand yuan cannot be missed.

The leading villager ponders for a while:

"How about this, the grapes have been agreed to be brought by the streamer, and it's not like we can't do it if we say we don't. We will go to the leader to talk first, if it can be done, then no matter what the grapes in the orchard are, collect at 3 yuan a jin, right?"

The buyer's smile stiffened.

Doing business, who doesn't have 800 heart eyes?

They offered a price of 3, isn't it for the sake of neatness? Now that the grape quality is really hard, shouldn't they raise it to 10 or 8 yuan?

But the other party just agreed.

But thinking about the frantic buying in the livestream today, and the orders rising, their three brains are also buzzing, and at this moment they grit their teeth and nod: "Okay!"

Okay is fine.

The villagers are also very satisfied, feeling that they have found a bottom, so they are majestic and high-spirited again and went to the family canteen.

Walking far away, they whispered:

"We must talk to the leader well this time; it's not like no one collects these grapes, why don't they arrange for us."

"Right, that poverty alleviation can't just help big households; we small households are more short of money."

And in the family canteen, Song Tan watches the leaders call for several extra meals, packs them up in person, instructs people to send them to the security guards, and invites Sister Yanran and the others to take their seats...

The thoughtfulness is really in place!

Now they are full of a big table, and because of who sits at the main table, they push and let, making Song Tan raise her eyebrows, a bit impatient.

The leaders of Bai Yu County are very keen, and at this moment, seeing that they really don't care about this, they neatly sat down first:

"Everyone is tired for a day, let's not have those virtual ones. Eat if you should, drink if you should! There is no big fish and meat here, just some local specialty dishes, let's taste something fresh."

Qiao Qiao knows that adults love to do this set, and they often do this when eating in the village, and he is used to it.

Seeing that they finally sat down, and someone moved chopsticks, he immediately took chopsticks and followed.

He has eaten a lot of good things, now it's just fresh, but he is not greedy, so he just eats vegetables slowly, thinking about telling Old Seven properly about the local specialties later.

And for Sister Yanran and the others who eat in the canteen, although Master Jiang's craft is good, occasionally tasting something else is considered changing the taste!

"Wow! It's actually sweet and sour pig's trotters; I don't know how it's made, it's not greasy at all!"

"Qiao Qiao, taste this! Don't know if we are used to eating it? If it's delicious, let Master Jiang do it later."

There are many young people at the table, and they are chatting about dishes at this moment. The leader hears it, and his heart is also very satisfied:

"Worthy of being an expert, really has vision! This is our specialty, only sweet vinegar is put inside, no other messy seasonings..."

"This chili is especially spicy! Used to stir-fry sauce to match the pot-baked steamed bun..."

"And this one, choose the chili with thick meat and bake it slowly in the pot, then tear off the old skin..."

The people in Bai Yu County can eat spicy food, and more than half of the dishes on this table are spicy.

But fortunately, the chili in Song Tan's family is really more powerful than this!

When the green pepper beef sauce was made, the blender was running, and the whole factory was full of choking smell.

Everyone was drooling while being greedy, and their ability to eat spicy food was more or less a bit.

And Qiao Qiao followed the leader's introduction, tasting one by one, performing quite face-saving.

A table of people looked at his appearance, eating without much language, but tasting very meticulously, and they were also very happy in their hearts.

There is no alcohol at this table, only the sweet wine brewed from local old grapes that the leader asked to be served, with a degree of less than 6°:

"Taste this, this is delicious as a drink, there is no alcohol taste."

Eh?

Song Tan became interested.

Lu Chuan also tasted it, and whispered: "The taste is closer to a drink, it's really good. My mother was particularly addicted to this for a few years, and she had to buy grapes every year, and also buy wine barrels..."

As for the results, it's better not to mention it; anyway, it was mixed into the compost bucket to ferment fertilizer, which is not considered a waste.

Song Tan also tasted the taste, it's not very amazing, but in terms of this suitability, it should be about the same as the fruit x orange that spreads all over the country.

The difference is that the taste of this grape is very fragrant, and it has a nostalgic feeling.

Seeing that they like it, the leader is only happy:

"This old variety of grapes matures early, and there are not many planted in the town now, and the wine is also newly brewed. If you like it, I will tidy it up tomorrow and bring a few more barrels for us to taste!"

Song Tan was curious: "The taste of this wine is really good, is the shelf life long? Why not develop it into a drink?"

Speaking of this, the leader was embarrassed.

He is here to take over the mess, and before taking over, he didn't know that the grape brewing in the village could be so suitable!

But having said that, the previous leader arranged to change varieties, and it's not that there is no saying—

This old variety of grapes has large particles, and the fruit is very soft after ripening, and it loves to fall.

If the yield is small, the local digestion is not a worry.

But if the yield is large, it cannot be transported to other places, and supermarkets don't like to put on these grapes that fall all over the ground, and look soft and rotten and not fresh.

What is good, but can't be transported out of this town, then what is the use?

But no one expected that this kind of local grape, the owner of the family canteen would make some overripe fruit every year to ferment wine, and it would be successful every time, and the taste was really good!

Now asking about developing drinks again...

Sigh!

The leader couldn't lift his head.

Before, he asked to plant Shine Muscat, and now he says that the development of old varieties into drinks has a market—not only changing orders, but also a saying every two or three years!

But plant cultivation requires cost and cycle! The hearts of farmers can't stand such tossing.

It's really a mistake, and now the responsibility is on his own shoulders.

However, he didn't prevaricate this group of people, just said sincerely:

"This kind of wine is made by the owner himself, how to make it doesn't have a particularly strict standard, it all depends on the feeling."

"If you want to go on the production line, whether it can have such a stable quality, it's really not guaranteed."

"Plus now the investment in beverage factories is large, and the competition from all over the country is also large..."

Like those drinks with high national popularity, which one didn't have advertisements spread on TV, and then slowly walked into thousands of households?

They want to engage in small workshops, it's fine, and the local market supermarkets can also accept it.

But if they want to drive the economy of the whole village and town, that's another difficulty.

Just talking, suddenly heard a noise outside.

The leader paused, just about to get up to check, when he saw the proprietress of the family canteen open the door, brought a dish in, and by the way, lightly comforted:

"It's okay, it's those who make trouble in the village who want to come over and pester, insisting on asking to sell grapes for them too."

They have grapes planted in almost every household here, and the canteen owner also has them.

Because the scale is not small, it sold out earlier than Liang Er's family, and naturally couldn't look at this group of people.

The leader frowned: "Didn't it already say clearly? The scattered households that failed the sampling are originally..."

"Oh my."

The proprietress neatly placed the dishes, and at this moment stood on the side and wiped her hands, "Telling them these, they are pretending to be confused."

What don't understand, just don't want to pay attention to you!

"You don't go out, I'll let my family's talk later."

It was Qiao Qiao who became interested, and at this moment stopped eating and looked outside curiously.

"Auntie canteen owner, is it useful to talk?"

The grapes at home all relied on Qiao Qiao this year, the proprietress liked him too much, and at this moment smiled proudly:

"He said if it doesn't work, I'll go talk too."

While reaching out to greet Qiao Qiao, "This window, you look at it from here."

Then she rushed out majestically.

It was really pestering outside.

The owner was blocking them: "What are you doing, what are you doing?! People streamer is tired enough today, isn't the friendship to our village enough, why don't you let people rest when eating?"

That leading villager shouted loudly:

"I'm not looking for the streamer, I'm looking for our leader! It's not easy for us ordinary people to do things, can't we find the leader to complain?"

"Are you complaining?"

The owner was also a violent temper, carrying a big spoon, and his muscles were hard:

"How much does my family's grape cost? How much does your family's grape cost? Besides buying saplings, have you spent money?"

"That insect repellent, we are this and that. What about you? A bottle of strong poison sprayed all at once!"

The fertilizer was quite a lot, their yield per mu was 2000 jin, and the one mu and three points of land in their house was almost 4000 jin, right?

"Just this, still want to pile it with ours? Aren't you pitting people?"

"Who is pitting people, who is pitting people?"

The crowd shouted even more, "They are all fellow villagers, looking up and not looking down, you don't even give this face! Why are you so dishonest?"

"Exactly! My family has so little yield, I picked the good ones and brought them over to ship together, and didn't say I must ship your pile, look how anxious you are..."

"Where is the leader? I want to find the leader—"

Qiao Qiao watched intently, as if he saw the Zhou old lady who was making trouble again.

But the proprietress was not a vegetarian, and at this moment the door opened and she rushed out directly.

She tattooed old-fashioned eyebrows, and there were blue marks from years ago under the eyeliner. Her hair was dyed brown chestnut, full and fluffy, not like a lion, but a bit like a Teddy dog.

At this moment, the bright red lipstick lips opened and closed:

"Good, you specifically chose to make trouble when my family is doing business, right?!"

"If you really do this, no matter what relatives or friends you bring next time, I will expose your bottom! Still not giving face... I just won't give face, what can you do!"

Wow!

She looks so imposing!

Qiao Qiao opened his mouth silently behind the window.

But these words, they are not as reasonable as the owner's, but instead carry a bit of unreasonable force.

The leaders frowned and had decided to go out.

Who knew that the group of people opposite were silent, and actually paused strangely.

After a while, someone stammered:

"Then if you are like this, aren't you driving away guests? Who will bring people to eat here in the future? I won't bring them anyway."

The proprietress hummed: "You love to bring or not. Anyway, as long as you bring them, I will ask when to settle the account. Speaking of the meal eaten last time, it also added wine, 300 yuan hasn't been settled yet, right?"

"And you, you call friends every few days, how majestic! Majestic enough, then come to make trouble with my shop's business, right?"

This point, everyone fell silent instantly.

After a while, everyone frowned, and finally left a harsh word:

"I knew it, it's the leader who doesn't want to see us—don't see it! We are not unable to find people to buy grapes."

"I tell you, we originally wanted to find that streamer to talk about a cheap price, and the commission could be higher. He didn't cherish the opportunity to make money, don't pull it down!"

The harsh words were finished, a group of people turned around angrily, and actually disappeared at the entrance again soon.

This is fresh!

Even the leader was a bit surprised, and Qiao Qiao rushed to the door:

"Auntie canteen owner, why did they leave after you said those few sentences?"

Hey!

That "Boss Lady" call was truly sweet; the proprietress was incredibly happy.

Therefore, she doesn't hold back and says generously:

"Qiaoqiao, you're young, so there are some things you don't understand! For these old men, the poorer they are, the more they care about face, and the more they like to put on airs in front of others."

"They aren't afraid of anything; they can even brag about being shameless in front of you as a conversation starter."

"But, if you poke at their pride directly to their faces, it's like stabbing them in the heart! It could take half their life away!"

Qiaoqiao suddenly realizes, then frowns in distress: "Then if you have a conflict with them, what if they don't come back to eat next time? Will that affect business?"

Boss Chang says that in business, harmony brings wealth, and having conflicts with customers is even worse, as it affects one's reputation!

The proprietress, however, is even more dismissive: "They don't even have cars. To charter a car from here to a restaurant in the city, it would cost at least one or two hundred yuan, right?"

"Besides, everyone knows each other in the county town. If we run into each other on the road, we just greet each other."

"Those with more outgoing personalities can even make a scene of praising us, which gives them so much face! They get to eat farm-style specialty dishes, our shop isn't expensive, and they can even settle the bill later."

Of course, this usually doesn't drag on for too long; they always have to mention it whenever they meet each month. Because for those three or five hundred yuan, most people won't keep owing it forever.

If they really did that, how could they show their faces to eat here again?

And the proprietress, feeling Qiaoqiao's thirst for knowledge, feels even more pleased, so she doesn't hold back at all:

"Our county town is small and was poor before. There are hardly any decent family-style canteens like ours, and many are old and run-down."

"So, when treating guests to a meal, it's naturally not good to take them there."

"If they don't come to me, they can only go to the city. Not to mention that they can't afford the high-end places, even the slightly more affordable hot-fire restaurants require reservations during holidays!"

As for going without a reservation to try their luck...

What if they go and the place can't accommodate them? Wouldn't they lose a great deal of face in front of their friends? It would make it seem like they haven't made anything of themselves after all these years.

Otherwise, if they really intended never to come back, why would they be afraid of the proprietress's blunt words?

Qiaoqiao opens his mouth, thinks for a long time, and finally says sincerely and shockingly:

"Wow!"

?? It's here, it's here! Nearly five thousand words.

? 1.3 is not there.