Chapter 872: Good Eye

But the people in the livestream room didn't sympathize with Old Zhao's grievances.

The barrage exploded instantly: 【I don't have peaches!!】

【That's right! Why don't you have peaches?!】

【Why do you still have peaches?!】

【Crying out loud, I was just about to place an order, and the streamer said someone else wrapped it up and took it off the shelf...】

【Don't mention it, I thought 88 a jin was expensive, later I saw it in the supermarket, 288 only had four.】

【Fellow villager in front, I didn't grab it in the supermarket either, and I still dream about what that peach tastes like.】

Little Secretary Zhu didn't care about that: "Stop talking about this, just tell me if these 500 jin can be spared?"

She gave an idea: "Kudzu powder, move aside, don't let our first livestream fall to the ground. When collecting cabbage in winter, I will strive for it with Song Tan, let's have 500 more... What do you think?"

"Really? Can you make the decision?" Old Zhao was suspicious.

"Really, really!" Little Secretary Zhu patted her chest and promised: "I call Song Tan's grandfather 'Grandpa', lighting cigarettes and pouring wine, we are all one family, it will definitely work!"

"Besides, aren't you a vegetable seller? This kudzu powder is off-topic, cabbage is more festive."

The two pulled and tugged in front of the people in the livestream room, and finally successfully negotiated 400 jin of kudzu powder.

Tian Tian was staring at the barrage on the side and was surprised to find that the number of fans was increasing instead of decreasing!

This wasn't relying on Qiaoqiao, it was clearly brought by their livestream, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

And on this side, Little Secretary Zhu also came back to her senses: "Go, go, go, back to the courtyard, put the link up for everyone!"

"Four hundred copies!"

She said triumphantly to the livestream room: "Thank you for your support! We will pack together as soon as we go off the air, and strive to send them all out within 48 hours!"

Qiaoqiao just returned to the room and sat down, the chestnuts on the fire stove had just cooked, when he heard a familiar buzzing of a tricycle.

After a while, Little Secretary Zhu pushed the door in fiercely:

"Oh my god, I'm freezing to death! Aunt, get me a pair of those leather cotton pants, and get me a down jacket too, I'll transfer the money to Song Tan later."

While talking, she rubbed her hands fiercely by the fire stove.

"This Uncle Zhang chose a good place to build the house. I didn't feel it in summer, but this winter, the north wind is blowing, my face is about to be chapped..."

Not to mention the wool pants on her legs, they didn't do anything at all!

Until Wu Lan laughed: "I said early on that what you wear is good, it's dirty to tidy up things in the countryside, it's too wasteful... What money do you want? There are plenty, and you are thin, I'll pick a fresh one for you later."

After thinking for a while, she originally wanted to say that she had an old cotton-padded jacket at home, should she wear it when working? But then she thought:

The old clothes, Song Tan packed them all and sent them away when moving to the new house!

"Don't want a fresh one, don't want a fresh one!" Little Secretary Zhu refused three times: "Just something durable and dirt-resistant for working is fine."

"That's fine." There was originally a bright red one, she was ready to look and see if she could wear it.

And Qiaoqiao looked at her, put the chestnut he had just picked up into his pocket, ran into the room and took out a jar of camellia oil hand cream.

The room had heating on, and this hand cream looked like a pale yellow semi-solid state, oily.

"Secretary Sister, you take this to wipe your face and hands, so you don't get frostbite."

Grandma Tang on the side looked intently: Such a big jar!

Little Secretary Zhu didn't dislike it either, reached out and dug out a big lump, rubbed her palms together and applied it to her face, then rubbed her hands desperately with the rest.

And Until Wu Lan brought the clothes over and was puzzled: "Just now Yanping said you were livestreaming, now you are broadcasting for Tian Tian?"

The internet speed in the fire-roasting room wasn't good, Yanping always lost when playing games, and finally went back to the living room, so there were only a few people roasting the fire now.

Speaking of this, Little Secretary Zhu couldn't help but be distressed and proud:

"Oh my! Don't mention it! Thanks to the great potential of the fans Qiaoqiao attracted, we put it on the shelf, and in the blink of an eye, it was all sold out!"

"It felt like less than a second, we thought the background was broken, it was Zhang Yanping who stared at the livestream and called to remind us."

Little Secretary Zhu was radiant, speaking with extra state: "It just happened that Old Zhao came today, right? I discussed with her to spare 400 jin for us, and there was a piece of crying in the livestream room, no one grabbed it!"

Oh my, doing livestreaming myself also has a bright future! Another track in life.

"It's just a bit difficult... Tian Tian and I felt that we were new streamers, and 500 copies were actually planned to be sold for a while."

Little Secretary Zhu really didn't expect that people nowadays don't think when spending money online.

It was really aggrieved that the sales volume wasn't enough this time, and the two of them really did their homework.

"Besides, on Taobao, people are filming farmers and deep mountains, and the price of wild kudzu powder is only 50-plus a jin, ours is 88... purely because we have confidence in the quality, and at the same time, we hope that the fans attracted will have some trust."

But now, even the platform didn't have time to attract traffic, and it was sold out in an instant. Seeing that so many people didn't grab it, I felt uncomfortable.

However, there was no way, squeezing and squeezing, there was only so much kudzu powder, Little Secretary Zhu sighed and put this matter aside for the time being.

The oil on her hands couldn't be absorbed for a while, she had something on her mind, so she rubbed it slowly: "I'll go help pack after I change my clothes, 900 express orders, I have to tidy them up all day today—when is Little Zhang coming?"

"Don't know," Until Wu Lan replied: "It's cold, this isn't the Double 11 past, and there's a Double 12 coming soon, I heard there are a lot of express deliveries, it's estimated to be late."

And on the mountain, Tian Tian helped Zhang Wang's family calculate the accounts again:

"The online shop sold 900 orders, Boss Zhao 500 jin, Boss Chang 1000 jin, these two wholesale are paid immediately, the online ones have to wait for a week or half a month, wait for people to confirm receipt."

Plus the money from selling firewood kudzu before, and the money from selling kudzu worms sporadically... Tian Tian reported the number several times and it was 200,000!

Although some express fees and packaging money have to be paid, but... but that's 200,000!

Zhang Wang's family's family fortune in this life was less than 90,000 yuan in total! Including the 50,000 saved by the old woman in her life, and 20,000 was the salary given by Song Tan...

Even though he had already been excited, he still couldn't close his mouth at this moment.

Old Zhao was puzzled: "This kudzu powder is so profitable, why don't you keep planting it? Isn't this better than working?"

Zhang Wang's family glanced at him: "Boss, you know how to do business, I don't. I used to dig and carry kudzu myself, tired to death and only sold that little bit..."

But now, don't plant grain in the fields, buy everything you eat, and the children also set their eyes on this money and come back to call poor, and there isn't much money left at the end of the year. ===== CHAPTER 873 =====

But now that they don't grow grain in the fields, they have to buy everything they eat. The children also set their sights on this money and come back crying poor, so there isn't much left at the end of the year.