Chapter 869: Hard to Comment

Tian Tian didn't just come; she came fully prepared. At this moment, she untied her scarf, took off her helmet, and took out a notebook from her arms:

"Secretary Zhu, this is the place I organized last night that we need to promote. Please take a look at it, it will be convenient for us to cooperate later."

"Oh, oh, oh." Little Secretary Zhu took the notebook hesitantly, couldn't help but look at the phone placed on the side, thinking, could it be that I was too negligent about this livestream?

But she calculated: Boss Chang wants 1000 jin, and there's Old Zhao here—

"Boss Zhao, how many jin of kudzu powder do you want?"

Old Zhao originally wanted to say 800 jin, but thinking of the taste of the kudzu powder just now, he hesitated slightly: "One thousand jin!"

This thing can be stored, and it's durable. When I go back and pack it, it can be used to visit relatives and send to elders during the New Year. It will definitely sell well at the end of the year.

Well, you want 1000 jin, he wants 1000 jin, Zhang Wang's family only produced a total of 2800-plus jin this year!

Besides, her grandfather has many, so she has to want some too!

Little Secretary Zhu hurriedly said: "Uncle Zhang, get me 100 jin too, pack them separately one jin by one jin, I'll keep them to send slowly."

Statistics in the village, she has recorded all this information.

"This is still a bit stressful." Zhang Wang said solemnly: "Kudzu is not like fruit. Fruit starts at seven jin per box, Tian Tian is enough with one jin. 500 jin also needs 500 orders. This is the first time our village is doing this, I have to explain everything."

Now that the kudzu powder called me, I thought for a long time before reacting: "Oh... you said that? I originally planned to take it as a prop to film some wild fruits."

And Grandma Tang held the bowl and looked at it against the sunlight, concluding: "7000-plus peach blossom bowls filled with 60-a-jin kudzu powder... it will definitely look very good."

For example, in her imagination, furry green peaches, emerald wild grapes, bright red wild raspberries, bright yellow wild chrysanthemums... these are filled with this white porcelain shallow bowl, which will look so effective when taking pictures!

Song Tan's family hurriedly explained: "I washed it clean, and boiled it with boiling water... The bowl has been around for a long time, and the yellow marks were scraped out before."

Guan E laughed: "I got up late in the morning and didn't eat... Besides, isn't this the same principle as eating pancakes with tofu brain and soy milk in the morning? Maybe there are netizens who haven't eaten breakfast who will follow and buy it?"

In this way, Song Tan's family didn't even have a chance to refuse. He could only make up his mind to pack a few more jin for the secretary later.

"Zhang Wang, don't be so stressed, it's enough to sell 500 jin today."

"Oh, oh, oh, I remember!" Aunt Lianhua is responsible for hygiene, so she has an impression of this room being cleaned every week, and at this moment she quickly went upstairs to get it down.

What she said made sense, after all, Little Secretary Zhu often missed breakfast because she liked to sleep in.

In this way...

The Old Song family turned their heads sharply, staring at Guan E.

And Guan E's family also arranged a position: "Uncle Zhang, I know you are shy when livestreaming, so I won't film you alone... Come, this is a self-sealing bag, you can wear disposable gloves and pack the kudzu powder into it later."

Zhang Wang was blank: "Ah? One thousand-plus? Just this bowl?!"

Don't say, Zhang Wang has a good memory. The Old Song family really has it. But it's not theirs. It was a set of tableware that Yanran carried over before.

"You look for it," she said very freely on the phone: "It should be stuffed in the drawer of the room I lived in before?"

And Guan E cleaned the table, Tian Tian filled a bowl and placed it on the side, and several bowls were filled with oatmeal, white sugar, pickles, and two steamed buns, afraid of blowing cold, so they were stuffed in her arms wrapped in a plastic bag.

"You don't understand!" Zhang Wang was very confident: "Now people drink coffee and milk tea, few people drink it as a pure drink—can't we treat it as a healthy breakfast or afternoon tea?"

"No other requirements, just make sure hygiene is shown well."

"No need!" It's just that people will often be in the camera.

She sent this document to Little Secretary Zhu: "Does our village have a printer? Please print 500 copies and put them in when packing."

But when she came, it wasn't the right time. The green peaches grew as big as fists, and they were all sold.

Little Secretary Zhu:...

Little Secretary Zhu then rode the tricycle again, buzzing and walking to the village committee.

There are wild grapes on the mountain, but the coincidence is that the mountain is wrapped by kudzu powder, and it is preparing to open up wasteland.

Zhang Wang carefully held the 7000-plus white porcelain bowl up the mountain, and Little Secretary Zhu just happened to ride the tricycle buzzing over again.

Little Secretary Zhu was surprised: "Isn't this for drinking?"

The motorcycle roared, and she also went down the mountain in a hurry.

There are wild raspberries, and wild chrysanthemums... all opened up for wasteland.

She had heard that Zhang Wang's family sent kudzu powder, and also knew that the other party wanted to calculate a cheap price for her privately, but there was no need to cause trouble for that little money.

"That won't do!"

And on that side, Zhang Wang finally looked at the environment, and at this moment took a bowl: "I'll taste it first—this bowl won't do, this bowl is old, and there are marks on it..."

And Qiaoqiao waited and waited, and at this moment finally couldn't sit still: "Why do you need to prepare for so long? The friends are waiting anxiously... can't you livestream yet?"

"By the way," she took out her phone again: "I edited a promotional page last night, noting our livestream room, our peach store, and the eating method and efficacy of kudzu powder..."

Sigh, Teacher Xin is right, when meeting girls taking videos and pictures, you must be patient.

Everything was ready. Little Secretary Zhu looked at the preview and set the time to 4:30, 15 minutes later.

Zhang Wang was in a hurry, and hurriedly tied his scarf and put on his helmet again: "I'm going to borrow a bowl from Kudzu powder's house. I remember when livestreaming before, they had a white porcelain shallow bowl with peach blossoms painted on it..."

However, there are many of these things in the mountains, but she has been increasingly addicted to the food at home, and can no longer take care of filming these things.

Zhang Wang, you have an eye for it!

I've been waiting for more than half an hour!

She held the bowl and looked at it: "Eh, the Old Song family still has such high-quality good things? The workmanship is not bad, it's burned really well, it's even translucent."

Only Qiaoqiao was blank: "What shallow bowl with peach blossoms painted on it?"

"Then why are you packing steamed buns?" Little Secretary Zhu couldn't understand.

"Yeah..." Zhang Wang took the bowl back: "One thousand-plus!"

Just scooping a spoonful of Song Tan's family's preparation to put in the bowl, Song Tan's family instantly retracted his hand: "Then you film, you come, I won't touch it..."

Therefore, Little Secretary Zhu directly took out her phone to transfer money: "A total of 6000 yuan, all transferred to your bank card." ===== CHAPTER 870 =====

Therefore, Secretary Xiao Zhu took out her phone to transfer the money directly: "It's 6,000 yuan in total, all transferred to your bank card."