Chapter 734

Qiaoqiao is an honest child, he shook his head at this moment:

"No, we sold three vats each to Uncle Chang, kept three vats for ourselves, and there are seven vats of watermelon paste and fermented soybeans left in total!"

Zhang Yanping thought for a moment, and simply shouted in the live broadcast room: "The salty and fresh fermented soybeans and watermelon paste are now on sale! The old rule, 500g/100 yuan..."

"Okay!" Qiaoqiao began to introduce them to everyone earnestly: "Fermented soybeans and watermelon paste taste a bit similar, you can just buy one kind, no need to grab them and no need to buy so much."

"Fermented soybeans are all fermented beans, they are drier and more cost-effective. Watermelon paste uses our own watermelons, it's especially delicious, but it doesn't last as long..."

"Do the little friends still remember how it's made? It's dried now, so it can be sold—"

【Startled from a deathly illness! There's still delicious food today!】

【Check the balance and see no money, might as well hang myself from a tree】

【Stop quoting books and hurry up! I'm already sitting on the router!】

【Grabbing concert tickets isn't this exciting... after all, tickets are basically impossible to grab, but this has hope!】

So... where are our fermented soybeans?

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious!"

【Streamer, stop introducing! My saliva is already coming down... Adults don't make choices! I want them all!】

He pressed his emphasis on the quantity, his raised index finger was white and thin, and it was currently poking in front of Zhang Yanping. Combined with that self-satisfied expression, it made Fan Xuhe almost unable to hold back his laughter!

Boss Qian gritted his teeth and suddenly became ruthless:

And Boss Qian and Boss Wang sat in the courtyard where only a few people remained, feeling increasingly uneasy.

"Ahem!" Boss Qian cleared his throat.

Thinking of this, the giant rock in his heart suddenly loosened, and his entire aura became much more relaxed.

You dog thief, come out!

"That goes without saying!" Boss Qian was about to pat his chest: "When has my old Qian ever gone back on his word?!"

Of course, only Song Tan heard it.

When this was said, Zhang Yanping looked at him—when have you ever not gone back on your word?

Qiaoqiao was taken aback, and also nodded obediently: "Okay. Then... little friends, let's not sell it today. See you in the next class! Teacher Xin told me to remember to say goodbye to everyone—oops! It's really about to run out of battery!"

The live broadcast room suddenly went black.

It's just twenty thousand yuan!

That packaging line needs to be started, and it still needs to be taught simply...

But currently, the highest level of electronic product application for people in the village is just sending short videos with special effects.

Where is our watermelon paste?!

Who needs a cold storage, I'll learn from others and hire people to stir-fry it, it's a bit troublesome but I'll just sell it slowly!

Boss Qian reached out to stop him: "I, I was just a little excited for a moment—Brother Yanping, for the chestnuts at home, I, old Qian, want one thousand jin!"

Zhang Yanping:... um, got it, sister is bragging.

We have disinfection and filling equipment in this processing plant, although the scale is relatively small, it's enough. It's just that it hasn't reached the fully intelligent stage yet, so someone definitely needs to watch it on the side.

"Wait a minute!" Zhang Yanping opened the backend and stopped: "Qiaoqiao, the link isn't ready yet, and besides, we've been busy with chestnuts these few days, there's no one in the village. Let's talk about it in a few days."

But clear-headed is clear-headed, this emotion is uncontrollable!

"Let's go!" Boss Wang's butt felt like it was pricked by needles, he couldn't sit still anymore, and stood up carrying his cup.

【Watermelon paste, watermelon paste, watermelon paste, I haven't eaten it yet! I must buy it!】

Zhang Yanping nodded: Isn't that so!

The people in the live broadcast room were holding forty-meter-long knives, looking around in confusion.

However, everyone had their own work to do, and no one paid any attention to him at all.

It was just two hours ago!

Now he felt a bit regretful no matter what.

Isn't that so!

Forget it, I'll just have to be a pigeon for once, and sell the sauce after the chestnuts are taken care of. Anyway, this stuff can be kept until this time next year, it won't go bad.

Boss Qian was also hesitating: "Let's see, let's see. I tasted their chestnuts and they are truly good, I always feel like I missed out, as if I lost money..."

"No matter what, I need a thousand jin to try!"

Boss Wang also felt the same way.

"You..."

"That's it, many customers are still sending messages, I've spent the whole afternoon just replying, I'm exhausted..."

Then he wandered around the factory again, looking at Qiaoqiao who was busy non-stop, then looking at Zhang Yanping who was holding his phone and chatting with people non-stop, and stood in front of the stir-fry pot for a while...

When he stood at the entrance of the processing plant, looking at the brand-new factory, then looking at the chestnuts piled up like mountain mounds inside, and the sugar-fried chestnuts that were gradually emitting a rich sweet fragrance...

【Stop talking nonsense, put up the link, put up the link!】

He rambled on, but Boss Qian and Boss Wang opened their mouths, and in the end, like performing a pantomime, they couldn't say a single word!

"Look, it's not that I won't sell, it's really that there were only three thousand jin, and they were sold out long ago. 88 per jin, sold out in ten minutes after being put on the shelf! I don't even know if this is enough!"

"Brother Yanping, I think, although Master Jiang makes them delicious, ours are still the most delicious!"

Finally, Boss Qian hesitated: "What if... should the two of us go up the mountain to take a look?"

The two sat there, looking at each other, holding cups of green tea that couldn't suppress the irritability in their hearts.

"What?" Boss Qian was taken aback, but saw Zhang Yanping shake his phone, showing him the orders in his backend:

Fan Xuhe really just remembered.

He endured it, then raised his voice: "Ahem!"

How should I put it? We thought about these chestnuts over and over, they really fit our customer market. We analyzed the pros and cons a hundred times in our hearts, and the sky-high price of 27 per jin made our brains even clearer...

This time, Zhang Yanping's dark face looked over: "Hey hey hey, pay attention, although this is the area for peeling chestnut shells, you can't just cough like that... I'll get you a mask!"

He just wanted to explain to Qiaoqiao that this was a problem with the ingredients, not the craftsmanship, when he saw Qiaoqiao becoming proud again: "Sister is so amazing at farming!"

"You..."

The problem returned to the starting point, still no one.

Oh my god, this is too mouth-watering!

And old Wang on the side also gritted his teeth, and at this moment, he hardened his heart: "Then, then I want eight hundred jin."

"One thousand jin? Are you sure you want that much?" His tone was subtle.

【Everyone has eaten it, everyone buy it!】

Qiaoqiao couldn't understand what the difference was, he just watched the opened chestnuts being poured into the pot, while Wang Xiaoshun was mixing honey water on the side, only then did he touch his stomach and secretly say to Fan Xuhe:

The chestnut orchard was bustling with activity, and the processing plant was also bustling with activity, baskets of chestnuts were transported over, and even across the mountain, one could almost hear the voices of the aunts chatting over there.

After a pause, Boss Wang spoke first: "Do you really intend to want them?"

After asking for directions and climbing up again along the mountain road, the two still asked unwillingly:

"They're gone." Fan Xuhe said lightly, but actually he was incredibly proud in his heart.