When there is demand, there is market.

It is true that urbanites now pay more attention to the quality of life and pursue a healthy life.

Vegetables should be purely natural, green and pollution-free, and meat products should be fed with original ecological pure grains.

These natural agricultural products from rural areas are deeply loved by urbanites, especially housewives.

However, due to transportation, talent, information flow and other reasons, farmers in rural areas do not have a good sales channel and platform.

As a result, city people may not be able to buy good agricultural products with money; farmers may have good agricultural products but cannot sell them at good prices.

What Shen Qiuqiu wants to do now is to open up sales channels and promote high-quality agricultural products from rural areas.

Yang Yanhong's thoughts coincided with hers.

However, the idea is good, but it is not easy to implement in practice.

Although there is demand in the market, your quality must first pass, otherwise customers will definitely not buy it; once you ruin your brand and lose the trust of customers, it will be very difficult to regain it.

Not all agricultural products in rural areas are good, and the quality varies; controlling the quality of products is very critical and top priority.

That's why Shen Qiuqiu was hesitant before, but now he gives her a kind reminder.

Grandma Shen sat aside. Although she had only a partial understanding of what she was saying, she probably understood the meaning.

The old man saw things clearly and couldn't help but remind him: "Some people are not particular about it. They are reluctant to throw away the marinated bacon and will keep it for themselves.

When you collect the bacon, be sure to inspect it carefully. Don't take any that has insect eyes or a bad smell.

Let’s not talk about cheating people, but what if they have a bad stomach? We make money, but we can’t be unconscionable.”

Yang Yanhong didn't expect this, and only after being reminded by them did she realize the importance of this matter.

She nodded thoughtfully and asked, "Grandma, what do you think of the native eggs?"

Native eggs are slightly smaller and have some subtle features that experienced people can see at a glance, but Grandma Shen herself can't tell you exactly how to see them.

She thought for a while and said: "I can't tell you about this, but the chickens in our village are all free-range, and I haven't heard of anyone buying chicken feed to feed the chickens.

If you're not sure, just bring it over and I'll help you look at it."

Yang Yanhong smiled and thanked her, and then asked Shen Qiuqiu some questions about operating and maintaining group buying groups.

Shen Qiuqiu didn't have much experience in this area, so he shared it all with her without reservation.

Yang Yanhong created a WeChat group on the spot, the group name was [Qinghe Village Specialty Products Group Buying Group], and Shen Qiuqiu also helped her write a group announcement.

[Long-term sales of various rural native products, authentic farmhouse eggs, rural free-range chickens, traditional pickled native pig bacon, cured pork ribs and various rural native products... The quality is excellent and the price is affordable, welcome to book. Order Tel: 138xxxxxxxx]

Shen Qiuqiu likes to take pictures and has a lot of photos of bacon on her phone. She picked a few and sent them to Yang Yanhong so that she could post them to the group for publicity later.

Stir-fried bacon with garlic sprouts, stir-fried bacon with wild mushrooms, red bean bacon soup, braised pork ribs with radish...

Looking at the tempting photos of food, Yang Yanhong opened her mouth and became greedy.

She moved her fingers a few times and changed her avatar to a plate of fried bacon with garlic sprouts.

I conveniently sent the photo of the red bean and bacon soup to Wang Lijun and asked him to change his avatar.

[Qinghe Village Souvenir Group Buying Group] Now there are two people, one fried bacon with garlic sprouts, and one red bean bacon soup.

Yang Yanhong smiled and handed the phone to Shen Qiuqiu to look at, "Xiaohua Xiaohua, look, does it smell like that?"

Shen Qiuqiu leaned over and took a look, but also couldn't stop laughing.

Yang Yanhong looked at it happily for a while, then turned to ask Shen Qiuqiu, "Xiaohua, when will the bacon your classmate wants be delivered? My Lijun and I will deliver it then."

The group of colleagues in Gao Yang's mother's work unit are all potential big customers. This time I went to deliver the goods, and by the way, I was able to draw them into the group.

Shen Qiuqiu knew what she had in mind, but she didn't mind.

She smiled and said: "My appointment with aunt is the afternoon of the day after tomorrow, and Aunt Wang will come back and deliver her half of the things in the morning of the day after tomorrow.

You should prepare well and leave a good impression on others."

Yang Yanhong nodded like a fool, "That's necessary. I will definitely do it well and not embarrass you."

After saying that, she pointed to the next door and whispered: "I will do it by myself in the future, and I will definitely not be able to take her with me. What should I do?"

Shen Qiuqiu spread her hands and said, "I can't control this matter. You have to tell her yourself."

Li Cunju must be coaxed. She knows the price of bacon. If she says something nonsense, Yang Yanhong will not be able to collect bacon at a low price in the village, and she will not be able to behave as a human being.

This is a headache.

Yang Yanhong scratched her hair in distress, "Hey... let me think about how to tell her."

She lowered her head and looked at the time on her phone. It was almost five o'clock. Yang Yanhong stood up and said goodbye, "Grandma, Xiaohua, thank you for this today. You are busy, I will go back first."

Grandma Shen quickly persuaded her to stay: "Hey, why are you in a hurry? Just sit down for a while and you can stay at my house for dinner."

This was a polite saying from the countryside, and Yang Yanhong didn't take it seriously. She declined with a smile: "No, the child is still at home. He won't be able to see me for a while, so he should look for me."

Shen Qiuqiu went back to the kitchen and brought her a plate of steamed rice cakes. Because she wanted to feed her children, she deliberately left out the honey. Then she pushed back the cigarettes she had brought and only accepted two bottles of canned food.

"I've accepted the cans, but you can take the cigarettes back; take this plate of steamed rice cakes back for Jiajia and Haohao to eat."

Yang Yanhong refused and put the cigarette back on the table for her, "I've brought it here, there's no reason to take it back. Besides, this isn't for you, it's for me to respect the old man."

Shen Qiuqiu directly stuffed the cigarette into her arms, "My grandpa is old and smoking is bad for his health. I am about to ask him to quit smoking. Isn't it a waste of time for you to give this to me?"

Besides, given our relationship, we still need to give gifts for such a small thing; if anything happens when you come back to my house next time, I won’t dare to trouble you."

As she spoke, she pushed Yang Yanhong out of the door.

"Okay, go home and take care of the kids. Remember to bring the plate back to me later."

Yang Yanhong held a plate in her hand and a cigarette in her pocket, and returned home dumbfounded.

When she returned home, Sun Jiafeng was cooking in the kitchen; Wang Lijun had already gotten up and was playing in the yard with Haohao.

Seeing his mother, little Haohao jumped up happily with his short legs.

Yang Yanhong took a steamed rice cake for him to hold and chew. Wang Lijun also took one and started eating it. He turned around and saw his wife holding a cigarette in her arms, and asked casually: "What are you doing with the cigarette?"

Yang Yanhong teased her son while telling her about going to find Shen Qiuqiu.
Chapter completed!