Chapter 37 The durian’s cheeks turn red at the entrance
In front of Lin Tao's "Fruit Man" store, there are three floors of durian buyers outside, which is comparable to rushing for train tickets during the Spring Festival.
How embarrassing is this for "Xiao Zhang Fruit Shop" opposite the front door, which is neglected by Kurama?
Zhang Dehua looked at Lin Tao's shop and then looked at his own fruit shop. It had reached the point where no one cared about it.
"You said his durians are so delicious, why do so many people buy them? Most of these people are strangers, could they be stooges?" asked my wife Wan Hong.
Originally, the Thai golden pillow durian was the moat of her fruit shop.
Some high-net-worth customers and young people who don’t care about the price buy quite a lot.
Although you can't make a lot of money selling durians, you can still make a steady stream of money and have relatively fixed consumers.
"I feel like these people don't look like they are asking for help..." Zhang Dehua has been observing for more than 2 hours.
They are all new faces. If they are being trusted, they will buy again and again.
"Then why, we bought good durians this time, why can't we sell them to him?" Wan Hong questioned.
It is true that Lin Tao sells it cheaply, but a large part of the people who eat durian do not look at the price, but only look at the quality of the durian.
Delicious durian, no matter how expensive it is, people will pay for it.
No matter how low the price of durian is, if it doesn’t taste good, customers will still ask for after-sales service.
But what surprised Zhang Dehua was that Lin Tao actually sold the expensive Thai Golden Pillow durian with a reputation of being "delicious and cheap".
"I don't know, is his durian meat as delicious as Tang Monk's meat?" Zhang Dehua asked doubtfully.
He has been in the durian business for seven or eight years and has eaten a lot of durians. He can also tell which durians are delicious and which ones are not.
Moreover, he has also tasted his new batch of durians. They are sweet and glutinous, and there is no problem in eating them.
Why can’t you sell the guy across the street?
"In my opinion, you might as well buy one from across the street and see what it tastes like?" Wan Hong suggested.
Hoho!
Zhang Dehua was stunned when he heard his wife's "absurd" words!
I sell durians at home, but there are so many durians in the store, why do I have to go out to buy durians?
You can buy from anyone, but how can you buy fruits from competitors?
Where can I put my old face?
"It's ridiculous. There are so many durians in the store, and you still ask me to go out and buy durians?" Zhang Dehua said angrily.
"You have a donkey temper! With so many people coming to his house to buy durian, there must be some merit, right? If you buy one back, we can study it," Wan Hong said.
Zhang Dehua was in a state of confusion, but his wife's words actually came to his heart.
He also wants to know the reason why Lin Tao's durians are so popular, but it's just because of human feelings.
"Okay, I'll go take a look when I'm free in the afternoon." Zhang Dehua continued.
Just after noon, there were slightly fewer people in the shop opposite, so Zhang Dehua couldn't wait to run over.
After finally squeezing into the crowd, this is not selling durians, it is more lively than the wet market.
"Oh, Boss Zhang, why are you here too?" Lin Tao looked up and saw Zhang Dehua.
"Seeing that your business is so good, I came to learn from you." Zhang Dehua prevaricated.
Lin Tao understood that Zhang Dehua was angry because his business was doing well.
You can look at it as you like, the durians here are unique and cannot be bought outside.
"If you don't want to buy durian, just stand on the edge and leave a seat for the people behind you."
Zhang Dehua stood for a while, and someone urged him behind him.
"Who said I won't buy durian? I'm here to buy durian." Zhang Dehua contradicted.
Buy durian?
Now it was Lin Tao's turn to not believe it.
Zhang Dehua also sells durians, why would he come here to buy durians?
"What's wrong? Your durians are sold out?" Lin Tao asked.
"Uh... my little nephew is here, and he wants to eat durian. My durian is also delicious, but he wants to change the taste. He is a kid, and he always messes around..." Zhang Dehua said with sweat all over his body.
He couldn't say that he was buying Lin Tao's durians to try at home. Wouldn't that be like slapping himself in the mouth?
I just made up a lie about my little nephew.
"Oh, children, they like the new and hate the old. Well, let me pick a good durian for you!" Lin Tao said without warning.
"No, don't pick the big one, just pick the smallest one for me." Zhang Dehua said hurriedly.
Although Lin Tao's Thai Golden Pillow durian sells for only 25 yuan per pound, any durian costs more than 100 yuan. For the stingy Zhang Dehua, it is almost life-threatening.
Want small durian?
Lin Tao turned around and searched, and finally found a small durian in a corner.
"Three pounds and four taels, I wonder if it is enough?" Lin Tao asked.
"Enough, enough." Zhang Dehua responded hurriedly.
I just want to try it myself, and buying a small one is enough.
Soon, Zhang Dehua paid the money.
[Ding, the customer actually paid 85 yuan, and the "10 times cash back" activity subsidy of 850 yuan has been received, please check!]
Before Lin Tao could react, Zhang Dehua picked up the durian and ran out of the crowd as if he was guilty of committing a crime.
He has been selling fruit for nearly 10 years. Today, for the first time, he went to someone else’s store to buy fruit and eat it...
How many layers of psychological barriers did this penetrate?
"Have you bought it back?" asked my wife Wan Hong.
Zhang Dehua nodded, took out a small durian from behind his back, and said, "I don't think it's anything special. It's about the same as the durians we sell at home."
People who can't eat grapes always complain that grapes are sour.
Wan Hong took the small durian and lightly scratched it with a knife, and a gap appeared in the durian shell.
"Smell, this durian is so fragrant!" Wan Hong couldn't help but said.
The more fragrant the durian is, the higher the maturity, and the taste will not be too bad. Durian wrapped raw and dead will not have any durian smell at all.
The two of them worked together to push aside the durian, as carefully as they were guarding a family heirloom.
Wan Hong held a piece of golden-yellow lustrous durian meat in her hand and felt the thin outer layer covering the flowing heart inside.
Although it is soft, it is very elastic and will not collapse.
Wan Hong took a bite of durian meat affectionately.
The teeth gently bite down, and a mouthful of juice bursts. The tongue flutters in the fragrant durian liquid, and the rich taste goes straight to the back of the head.
"It's very soft and glutinous, so delicious. I've never tasted such delicious durian!" Wan Hongkua couldn't help but praise.
Zhang Dehua was pleasantly surprised to see that she seemed to have regained the blush on her cheeks as a girl.
"It's too exaggerated. This is durian, not some fairy water?" Zhang Dehua saw Wan Hong's expression and thought she was too artificial.
He also picked up a piece of durian meat and put it in his mouth.
The durian meat was held in his mouth, and catalyzed by his saliva, it was like a candy heart falling layer by layer, flowing in the wind and flowing through every street and alley in his mouth.
The fragrance, softness and glutinousness have all reached an unprecedented peak, as if an irresistible force lifted him up, making him feel happy both physically and mentally.
"Oh, nice!" Zhang Dehua breathed out the aroma of durian, which was refreshing.
Although the durian meat has been eaten, the aroma is still lingering in the teeth, one minute, two minutes, three minutes...
Never left for a long time.
"How is it? Is it delicious?" Wan Hong asked.
"Durian has a rich flavor, is soft and delicious, and has a small core. It is really delicious!" Zhang Dehua also had to be convinced.
The two of them ate up the little durian as quickly as possible.
I even licked the durian shell three times inside and out.
At this point, Zhang Dehua was "completely convinced" that Lin Tao's batch of Thai golden pillow durians tasted far better than his durians.
Even the Malaysian D197 will be defeated.
No wonder so many people go to Lin Tao’s house to buy golden pillow durian...
"It's delicious, why buy such a small one? Go buy a big durian!" Wan Hong muttered.
Chapter completed!