Chapter 860 860 Real Sweet Potatoes

Chapter 860 860. Real sweet potatoes

Although Lu Chuan hasn't been to Taotaobao store for a long time and rarely watches live broadcasts, there is still some news in Song Tan's circle of friends.

He noticed it and told it to the courier. The other person was instantly fooled by this Chunqiu calligraphy——

Yes, the goods are so good, it’s normal that you can only sell them to that one company after signing a contract with them, and not other places.

Nowadays, there are still a few available online every day. I guess they are sold secretly by the store, right?

Thinking about it this way, the reason why I can't grab it is not because the Internet speed is not good enough or my hand speed is not fast enough, it is purely a matter of quantity.

In this case, no matter how unwilling he was, he could only sigh angrily:

"well!"

But he was really unwilling to give in. Before leaving, he muttered: "You said that his products are selling so well, why don't you just sell them in bulk at a higher price? Why do you have to lower the price to wholesale?"

Lu Chuan closed the door:...

According to ordinary people's thinking, retail sales must be more expensive than wholesale prices. But although he didn't chat much with Song Tan, he knew the price just by looking at it, right?

The other party... doesn't seem to be lowering prices for wholesale!

On the contrary, this kind of limited sales every day is more like a price reduction to attract fans...

He was carrying the big box and couldn't help but laugh at this moment.

Look again at the big and heavy box at your feet. The weight is clearly written on the express delivery note:

25kg.

Lu Chuan:......

At this moment, he once again felt that it was no longer clear who owed whom this favor.

But now, he has become free and easy. Now he has no burden when opening the box. He just stares at the neatly arranged red and white-skinned sweet potatoes and can't help but smile.

Song Tan was indeed thoughtful. It was obvious that these sweet potatoes had been carefully selected and even the sizes were similar.

…

In the yard of Old Song's house in Yunqiao Village, Qiao Qiao sneezed hard and looked at Song Tan: "Sister, do you want to move sweet potatoes into the cellar today?"

"Wait for two more days and the water vapor will dissipate again - haven't you forgotten the 50 kilograms of sweet potatoes I asked you to pack last time?"

"No!" Qiao Qiao smiled and asked her for credit: "I picked them very well and even arranged them neatly before sending them out!"

Song Tan said "Oh" and didn't care how he picked it: "Just send it out."

Her focus was on Zhang Yanping, and she was wondering at this moment: "How much can we earn at the price of 29? Our tea seeds are not specially used to extract camellia oil. The production of tea seeds is limited, so there is no need."

That's right, with a fixed boss Chang Bao, Capital Song now looks down on petty profits.

"Besides, you can't eat or drink this stuff after it's been pounded... Can anyone's tea seeds be good? If you sell it without core competitiveness, it will easily affect your reputation, and you will be called "cutting leeks."

Everyone has this mentality. In fact, with Zhang Yanping's pickiness and discernment, the cost of ordering some matching tool gift boxes for him would be at least five yuan. Although the tea seeds are not valuable, there is always some labor.

Coupled with express delivery...compared to other things at home, this business really doesn't make a few dollars.

However, the crushed tea seeds really have no practical value. Compared with other high-priced foods in the store, it is easy for people to think this way.

Song Tan promised Professor Song that he would slowly improve the quality in the early stage, so he wanted to avoid this kind of reputation as much as possible.

Professor Song didn't say it clearly, but no one in the family knew that he had a big plan!

In this case, Zhang Yanping had no choice but to cease his activities.

On the other hand, the seventh cousin muttered: "It's up to you to be particular about it... That tea oil in the supermarket costs a hundred and ten yuan for a small bottle, and the tea seeds we have at home, it's a good thing for you lesbians to put on your face if you pound them a little more... It has no real value. ? That’s because you don’t dare to use it.”

At this time, Zhang Yanping was dumbfounded: "It's not that we don't dare to use it, we sellers must be responsible to our customers."

The craftsmanship of hand-pounded tea oil is not up to standard and the disinfection is not in place. How can we tell buyers that it is edible?

As for applying it to the face - well, today's young people dare to put anything in their mouths. But the face is different. If something happens to the face, it will be difficult to deal with.

It's not worth taking such a big risk to earn these few dollars from one business...

The seventh cousin also knew in his heart that he was just unwilling to give in at this moment: "Actually, Xiao Jiang said that pressed tea seed oil is very good. It is highly nutritious and has a different flavor in cooking. If you don't want to sell it, just find someone to collect it." Come back and squeeze it yourself."

Squeeze it yourself?

Zhang Yanping was confused: "Do I still have to buy an oil press?"

The seventh cousin shook his head: "Essentially, tea oil is made this way - go back and use a grinder to crush the tea seeds to make tea cakes, and then use two hydraulic presses to press out all the oil in the tea cakes. , also simple.”

Song Tan became more energetic when he mentioned eating.

But after thinking about it, she realized that this suggestion was not very reliable.

why?

Because the oil yield rate of tea seeds from their tea tree is not high, and the yield is also low, it is not an oil tea that is specially used to extract oil.

As a result, the hydraulic press may only need to be started once and then idle for a year. The utilization rate is too low.

Song Tan was about to explain when he saw Guo Dong suddenly enter the yard: "Song Tan, I see that the golden cherry blossoms cut on the mountain are growing very well, and they will probably bear a lot of fruits next year. But I can't use such a large amount here. …”

After all, this medicine only accounts for a small part of her prescription.

"If you are willing, I will introduce you to a teacher from my school later. I called today and mentioned that he is also very interested in this good medicinal material."

Song Tan thought for a moment: "Okay!" As for Chinese herbal medicine, it's normal for it to be unpopular. It's no problem to have a few more customers.

And Guo Dong hasn’t finished speaking yet——

"By the way, I saw Master Jiang on your mountain picking camellias the other day. I wanted to pick some too. I went back to dry them and soak them in water for drinking."

Drinking dried camellia soaked in water can beautify your skin. She has been recuperating in Yunqiao Village for the past six months and she looks good. It’s just her dark skin...

Dr. Xiao Guo glanced at Zhang Yanping without any trace, and then nodded with satisfaction in his heart:

Thank God, it's not as bad as Zhang Yanping's.

Zhang Yanping looked at her and felt uncomfortable for some reason. At this moment, she subconsciously asked:

"Do you want only camellia flowers? Do you want tea seeds? It would be fun to pound tea oil."

Dr. Xiao Guo's hometown has a lot of plains in Huacheng and does not grow tea at all. When he heard this unfamiliar word, he couldn't help but be startled:

"Pound tea oil?"

She reacted: "Can the tea seeds on your mountain still produce oil? Let me share some of it. It's winter now, so I'll make a few more tea oil hand creams for you."

At this time, Song Tan was also stunned:

"Aren't you a doctor? Do you know how to make hand cream?"

Guo Dong blinked in confusion: "There are many online tutorials on this, so it's not difficult...don't you want tea oil? I suggest you give it a try, tea oil is very moisturizing."

Good night first. I was overwhelmed by illness again today. Fortunately, I recovered at night, but I am quite sleepy.

The rest will be made up tomorrow.