Chapter 246: 246 door-to-door pickup

Chapter 246 246. Door-to-door pickup

Just take a picture, it’s not a big deal.

The 40 or 50 -year -old and sisters in the village jump at home for two steps. There are still videos of trembling beauty. This is not unusual in the countryside.

Ulan’s focus is on the other side:

“You young people still know how to play. You can do so many weird things to shoot a video. I see that her mobile phone stand can be as tall as a person when it is pulled up, and it can also be rotated. Isn’t it very expensive?”

Song Tan's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Nothing else, the old mother asked suddenly. She must want it, but she was embarrassed to say it.

Thinking about it, when Wulan and Douyin square danced before, they always put their mobile phones on something, which was quite inconvenient.

Now that you see a mobile phone holder, can you not be tempted?

Although their family invested a lot this year, they are now making a lot of money, so they have not lost money.

But this business is in full swing. Her parents still use old mobile phones at home, and her mother still doesn’t even have a selfie stick, let alone the legendary red scarf!

As for his dad’s fishing rod…

That's all, now every position in the pond can make money, and there is still work waiting for you at home, so let's feel aggrieved first.

As a filial son, how can we delay the things that our mother is interested in?

Without saying a word, Song Tan directly contacted the courier boy in the town:

“Brother Zhang, when you go to the city in the afternoon, could you please go to the mobile phone store next door to help buy a better stand? I will pick it up in the afternoon.”

Ms. Wu Lan made the request in the morning and the things arrived in the afternoon, which can be considered very efficient.

I never thought that Brother Zhang would be more efficient:

“Mobile phone holder? Do you have to have that brand, or can anything else work?”

"I have one here. A customer bought it online. I heard it's not cheap, one or two hundred yuan. It's heavy. It's more than one meter high when you pull it up. It's very stable."

“It’s just that the color was sent to me in the wrong color. She wanted to return it but she thought the shipping fee was too expensive. After wrangling until the end, the item was left here with me..."

Having been doing express delivery for a long time, I have seen a lot of strange customers and strange sellers. Brother Zhang talked about it lightly and didn't take it seriously at all.

More than one meter high, so stable as hell...

“I want it!”

Isn’t this what Ulan thinks?

Maybe it would be better than the one she hurriedly went to the mobile phone store to choose!

Song Tan said nothing: "How much is it?"

Brother Zhang was very polite: "It's nothing but money. I didn't buy this thing with money. You are taking good care of my business."

That’s right, his family is very efficient, and his business is the best in the whole town, and his tricycle riding is not to mention a lot of fun.

“By the way, I see you have launched a small program, and there are quite a few people placing orders. Do you want to send it by express delivery?”

“Didn’t you say you were going to build a house at home? I guess you don’t have much time, otherwise I would go directly to your house today to pack it up.”

"You happen to know the way. If you don't have time in the future, I will go directly to your door to collect it."

 Recently there is a Tongtong Express in town. I don’t know what the company has done to improve its efficiency. The efficiency is almost as good as theirs, and the price is even cheaper!

Brother Zhang is very aware of the crisis and decides to rely on service to retain the hearts of customers.

Song Tan was just about to say—

Send something, and you have to go up and down to carry it there, and you will waste an hour no matter what.

There are a lot of trivial matters at home now. If she hadn't planned to sell vegetables in the city and get paid on the spot, and she couldn't let go of the support from old customers, she might not have been able to spare time!

After all, selling vegetables takes longer, half a day each time!

Now that Brother Zhang is mentioning this, it is exactly what he wants.

Think about your relatives - don’t worry about your uncle’s family, your aunt’s egg pancake business will not be abandoned in any case.

Auntie lives too far away, and the wholesale market is in a remote suburb. There are large trucks coming in and out every day. It is really not suitable for selling three to two hundred kilograms of vegetables every day. Furthermore, if you want to find someone to help sell vegetables in the urban area, you must give up at least part of the profits.

Whether he lowers the price himself and goes wholesale, or raises the price to customers, there are people on both sides who are dissatisfied, and Papi Song is very confused.

At this moment, Zhao Fangyuan showed her a 3D rendering:

“I’ve readjusted the color you mentioned last time to see if it works.”

Song Tan’s eyes lit up!

“Eldest niece, your dad is still setting up a stall?”

What can the vegetable vendor Lao Zhao do if he doesn't set up a stall?

The vegetable market has been like this for decades. He was sitting on a small horse with a small pile of vegetables neatly stacked in front of him. You can basically find seasonal vegetables here.

In this wet market with a lot of traffic, the vegetables sold are not for novelty, but only for word-of-mouth and familiarity.

Many people like to shop in a familiar store. Lao Zhao has been selling vegetables for ten or twenty years, and now he is in this state where he has nothing to worry about.

Except not much money.

Song Tan is not here, so he is sitting here alone, which is quite boring.

Even though the girl is young and earns more money than him, as for a person, all that matters is a compatibility!

He dared to tell others about his daily profit. No boss in this market could speak to him.

The vegetable seller thought about it carefully and felt that the most fundamental reason why he could be honest was that what Song Tan sold was essentially the same thing as him.

However, this little girl’s care was not in vain. Look at her taking her daughter back to the countryside to live for a few days, and her eyes looked plump!

I heard that we even received a big order.

If it is not open for half a year, it will be open for half a year.

Even this capitalist exploits people too hard. His girl is still choosing materials online in the middle of the night to find what kind of look...

How tiring.

While he was muttering in such contradictions, the news about Song Tan suddenly came, which made the vegetable seller's heart skip a beat.

He said in his heart that I would just complain, wouldn’t my spirit be like this?

Looking down again, he couldn't help but feel a little happy.

“How about I find an agent for my own food? I don’t have to do anything. I just come here every day and bring the food to the city and sell it at the price I set.”

Hey, the little girl is quite daring to think!

Lao Zhao also replied to her with a sentence in Mandarin mixed with the local dialect:

“Then what do they want?”

“I’ll go to your house to buy the goods, and then I’ll bring them to the city and sell them at the price you set... How much can you get for a pound?”

He thought, if the wholesale price could be three yuan or two cheaper, he could do the job himself!

He also has a car, a 7-seater. The two rows of seats in the back can be removed, and the space is very bright.

Song Tan hesitated.

Back then, I sold milkvetch, and the wholesale price was not much per kilogram. It was just more gifts. If I find someone now...

She thought of the sales style of those big brands that gave out crazy gifts but did not reduce prices during events, and now she gradually found the right rhythm:

"That's what I plan to do. As for the price, we can't get it cheaper. But when I sold it to everyone before, I was afraid of losing the scale, so when I packaged it, I calculated it as 1 catty and 2 taels per portion."

“If someone takes this business later, I won’t pack it. I’ll give away 20 pounds for 100 pounds of wholesale. As long as the scale is enough, I don’t care how much he keeps for himself.”

Also, wait a moment.

(End of this chapter)

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