Chapter 840 840. Who is the profiteer?
Selling fishing bait?
Zhang Yanping looked at Brother Nili suspiciously, then turned to look at the seventh cousin: "Did we put earthworms in the bait?"
“Bah, bah, bah!” The seventh cousin will never allow anyone to insult his craftsmanship like this! Even if it's just a simple nest-making material, it's just beans and rice. How could earthworms be included?
Isn’t this a mess of meat and vegetables?
Yan Ping couldn't figure it out: "You didn't put earthworms in it. Is there anything in it that can be used as bait?"
Could it be that he doesn’t understand fishing and has wrong common sense?
Brother Nilu looked at him quite proudly - as if he was proud, but also as if he looked down upon him: "You said that you are still a famous university student, so can't the situation be more relaxed?"
“Do you have to be an earthworm to fish? Wouldn’t your sorghum strings also work?”
Zhang Yanping:…
Seventh Cousin:…
At this time, both those who knew how to fish and those who did not know how to fish fell silent.
Even Song Tan was surprised: "What? Did you string sorghum?"
How big is the sorghum? Even if it is softened by steaming wine, isn't it still just a little bit big? Still vegetarian.
Is this worthy of being hung on a fishhook?
You fisherman, it’s really unfathomable.
“Hmm!” Brother Niyi was extremely proud: “I discovered this!”
He was a little shy when he said this: "At first I was...what? Let me make it clear first. I'm not greedy, I'm just curious! Do you understand that caution?"
Song Tan nodded: "Yes, you are greedy... you are not cautious. Be cautious and curious."
Brother Nilu paused for a moment, wanting to make a statement, but finally decided against it: "Anyway, with this mentality, I tasted the rice grains first."
That rice grain was grabbed by the seventh cousin from the canteen on the mountain. It’s surprising that it tastes good.
Not to mention, Brother Ni Loach really tasted it: "Maybe it was soaked with fermented glutinous rice grains. It has a bit of a tough bite, which is quite good. Then I tasted corn, millet and so on..."
Hearing about corn, Song Tan couldn't help but glance at his seventh cousin.
In addition to the corn grown at home, there is only one place where dry corn kernels are used at home - next to the pig pen.
Seventh cousin is quite eclectic.
In short, Brother Nilu came to the conclusion: "Only sorghum has the best taste! The most authentic! I couldn't help but eat it all in a row - I mean, I had a sudden idea and skewered three of them on the fishhook. superior!"
“Guess what?” He asked the question, his eyes shining: “Have you looked at my circle of friends? In less than ten minutes, there is a big fish!!”
“Look at my circle of friends and you will know that they all rely on this sorghum!”
“My brothers and I tried it, three pills are the best, and there will be big fish in ten minutes!”
“Two of them are okay, but maybe the taste is not that attractive, bah, it’s luring fish! In short, it takes ten or twenty minutes to get fish.”
“One fish is the most economical, fish will come out randomly in half an hour, some big and some small!”
He was quite rigorous and finally said: "Of course we fished in a wild pond with few fish and thieves. If you put it in a family fishery or a river, it will probably be more effective!"
Song Tan was dumbfounded and looked at this young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes: I thought you looked like a member of our old Song family!
He asked without giving up: "Then making a nest is nothing?"
Brother Lake hesitated: "It is done, that is, to fight the nest, the surrounding fish is like a flood, but! Ordinary bait does not eat it!" "Unless you go to the net -but you say that we are Zhenger Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight Eight It’s too boring for someone who has been fishing for a long time.
After he finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Yanping and Song Tan sincerely: "What about that? Is this trial okay? If it's okay, the bait...what about that, just sell me some more!"
“You see, this is all the result of the brainstorming of the brothers, and I am not the only one doing this bait...”
He didn't finish the rest of his words, but his dark face was full of sincerity. Compared with Zhang Yanping's fierce look, he seemed to be oppressed.
Isn’t that being oppressed? Big money is coming soon!
But Zhang Yanping thought about it and decided to check the inventory first. After all, Song Tan said that some were prepared for the pigs during the New Year and should not be touched.
So he kindly let go of the fresh leeks in front of him and cut them in the next crop.
“Then let’s discuss it and let you know when it’s in stock.”
Brother Nili was sent away just like that.
And Zhang Yanping rubbed his hands and opened the freezer to take a look - ah! There are still several hundred kilograms of glutinous rice wine!
“Xin Jun, what do you think is the appropriate price?”
Song Tan is now the boss, and she is almost not involved in pricing, because Zhang Yanping is much more ruthless than her...
For example, at this moment, he suggested: "How about a trial pack, 9 pieces for 99.9 yuan?"
He even has a complete calculation formula: "Look, if one sorghum can catch a fish in half an hour, 9 can last a whole day of happiness and harvest - fishing, isn't it worth spending money to buy happiness?"
Even Song Tan was speechless about this pricing model.
But Xin Jun was helpless: “I joke about being a capitalist, but you can’t really be a capitalist!”
"9 for 99 will be scolded. Besides, there is no need to earn this money - Song Tan, would you like to order some packaging boxes, and then 9 for 39.9 yuan with free shipping, limited per day?"
He looked at the backstage: "There are still too few things sold in the store now. Try to maintain the sales every month. This will help stabilize the store and cultivate customer stickiness."
The implication is that these are not intended to make money or anything like that.
Song Tan thought for a while: It is true that counting sorghum grains is quite time-consuming. It is purely for personal wages.
Zhang Yanping looked at Xin Jun and then at Song Tan. Although he admitted that he was a profiteer, you two looked considerate as "this is not profitable at all"...
Isn’t this more of a profiteer than a profiteer?
Ulan was happy again: "Are you asking for work again? Then talk to your grandfather later and ask him to bring those old men and ladies to work again."
Zhang Yanping was surprised: “It’s hard to count the sorghum, right?”
Ulan glanced at him: "What do you know? They have been thinking about knitting patterns recently, and even asked our little Zhu Party Secretary to buy reading glasses online! A pair of 29 or 39, if you have money, give it up!"
"Wearing glasses, this work is just a matter of meticulous work. We don't have to rush too much. They don't waste their energy. Can't we just do it slowly?"
"Indeed." Song Tan thought for a while and came out with a bag of packed glutinous rice: "Just pack one bag a day, and we'll put it on the shelves after wrapping it... In terms of wages..."
She looked at Ulan.
Ulan thought about it: "There are five or six of them in this group. Let's calculate it as two hours - 20 yuan per person, including lunch. Ask them if they can do it?"
In good spirits this morning! !
Come on, update one, the rest is still in the evening.
(End of this chapter)