Vol 311 Chapter 365: 365 Trademark Registration

Chapter 365 365. Trademark registration

It's getting late now.

Sun Shouping's resentment has disappeared under the temptation of Song Tan's braised eggplant with soy sauce, stir-fried cowpeas with minced meat and cold noodles.

But after all, they were other people's dogs, and he didn't dare to let them go and stay on the mountain like this, so he still dragged them back by force.

 Dabao and Erbao obediently turned around and went into the house to rest in the shade.

The three dogs were whining and struggling desperately, and their claws were almost digging ditches in the grass. It was such a scene of [a poor wife struggling to keep her husband] that even he fell into the rhythm of a bitter love drama.

As I walked down the mountain, I couldn’t help but sigh:

“Look at our General William’s treasure. His name is so domineering. In fact, he is so infatuated. He fell in love at first sight for thousands of years! If we were to fall in love, he would definitely look down on other dogs.”

Song Tan also nodded: "Indeed. But the problem is that my Dabao and Erbao are so excellent, it is normal for them to look down on other dogs."

She is so confident!

Sun Shouping was even more unwilling after what he said. He gritted his teeth secretly: "Don't worry, I will look for it when I go back. There will definitely be something that can seduce them."

“And the king. I have contacted several Kangao owners recently. When I choose the best one, I will definitely be able to choose a beautiful wife for him!”

Song Tan glanced at him: "Kang Gao is too edible. If you're not 100% sure, it's better not to bring it over."

Sun Shouping:…

 He is not so picky even if he has brought a dog all the way to a blind date. How can he be so stingy with the food we have? Can you still be poor if you eat one more pot of chaff? !

When the two of them and three dogs returned to Song Youde's courtyard, they saw that Brother Zhang had already started packing the pickled green peaches.

Song Tan couldn't help but wonder: "By the way, I didn't have time to ask you before, why do you want 100 kilograms of green peaches?"

“Hehehe,” Brother Zhang scratched his head in embarrassment:

“My wife is pregnant. I ate your green peach that day and everything was good, so I recommended it to the group of mothers.”

“In the end, everyone wanted to buy it—”

When he said this, he hurriedly explained: "I am not a middleman who makes money from the price difference. I sent you the link to your store. If you don't believe me, I will go back and ask my wife to take a screenshot and show it to you!"

"But other mothers say it's too expensive without free shipping, and I can't be your boss... No, my wife told people that I'm a courier company. After we discussed it, we decided to add 6 yuan to each order if it's not overweight. , we will deliver the goods.”

At the end of his sentence, he started to giggle.

Song Tan:…

At 6 yuan per order, Brother Zhang must earn at least two or three yuan. But he had to pack these things himself, and he also had the money for the boxes...

It is really a labor-intensive job that does not make money. It seems that it is really for his wife's social interaction!

"Okay," Song Tan also said with a smile, "That will also help our family increase sales. Otherwise, if you give 5 jins of green peaches for every 100 jins to your sister-in-law, you don't have to pay for it yourself."

“Okay, okay, okay!”

Brother Zhang was overjoyed.

He didn't feel like he was boosting sales for others anyway. Due to the taste of Song Tan's products, the first wave of sales had not yet come to their senses, otherwise they would have to add more orders until the sales skyrocketed.

Besides, the green peaches on the mountain will be gone soon, and there are not many cans in stock in the yard. He is really embarrassed to be so shameless and say to others to increase sales...

 Qiao Qiao looked at him while patting the garlic cloves, and then whispered: "Brother Zhang is laughing so strangely now. I will definitely not be able to have children in the future."

"Why?"

Although Qiaoqiao's family did not intend for him to get married and have children in his current state, the fact that he said so himself made people curious. Qiaoqiao whispered: "I think people will become stupid when they have children. Look at little Brother Zhang, he is not so good at applying tape now, he always takes time to laugh..."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, couldn't help but become happy, and then nodded in unison: "Yes! We Qiaoqiao can understand it better!"

While chatting and joking, Zhang Yanping prepared lunch as usual and sent it to the pond. When he came back, he was sweating profusely, and his face was getting darker and darker. He was holding a piece of iced watermelon and eating most of it to feel comfortable.

At this moment, he washed his face again before suggesting:

“Tan Tan, it’s extremely hot today. Isn’t the pond closed to fishing yet?”

Song Tan was a little puzzled: "Don't you want to save more money?"

She was not the one who lost money by not allowing fishing.

Zhang Yanping smiled bitterly: "Everyone wants to make money, but in hot weather, they don't do much fishing during the day, so they fish all at night. But there are many insects and snakes in hot weather, and I'm afraid that I might be bitten by poisonous insects or snakes at night - after all It’s our own pond, and it’s not cost-effective to have to bear some responsibility.”

Besides, even if there are no insects or snakes, it is not appropriate to heat people up every time.

Just reject them all.

Although this group of fishermen has not caught a few fish in total for a long time, the fry that Tantan put in in early spring are now growing taller, so it is better to provide a more stable environment.

Song Tan didn't expect that the insect snake-spiritual energy dispelled shocks, which she often did at night, especially targeting the insects around her, so that their things in the house had not been harmed by insects... This was not considered.

But what Brother Yan Ping said makes sense. It’s hot, so it’s better to refuse them all to save worry.

Anyway, the reputation of her good products has already been established, and there are only two or three groups of people fishing back and forth. They are just dragging them to their bases, and there is no fresh blood for the time being.

Papi Song went through the problems and lost interest in them, so he nodded in agreement.

Zhang Yanping quickly started sending out notifications

On the other hand, the seventh cousin could not help but nodded: "It's good. We don't have to cook for more than a dozen people. This group of fishermen is also very good."

Xiao Zhu, who was eating the sauce-roasted eggplant in one bite, thought about it and couldn't help but say:

"Song Tan, I have already discussed this procedure in the village. You have to think about it. If there are more people working at home next year, it will be fine if they don't even have to eat. You can also spread it among the people in the village. ”

“If the workers are provided with food, the chef must also think carefully and find a reliable person to take charge of the meal.”

This year no one knows what price Song Tan’s things will be sold for, but next year it won’t be certain.

If the person running the kitchen is not a trustworthy person, the frequent comings and goings can easily cause a lot of trouble.

It's good to line your own pockets, but if you turn around and resell them, something goes wrong, or the good and the bad are mixed and affect your reputation...

That’s really not worth the gain.

You must know that it is not easy to run a brand business nowadays, but it is very easy to destroy it.

“Also, you should also worry about trademark design registration and packaging next. The peaches on the mountain are ripe now. There must be something iconic to impress others!”

Chapter 365. Three hundred and sixty-five days of missing you.

Good night, sloppy king.

(End of this chapter)

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