Chapter 96 Do you know what you are talking about?
Chapter 96 Do you know what you are talking about?
When he came back, Fan Qiangqiang asked Zhuang Meina to lead his parents upstairs. He entered Apando's space and counted the number of watermelons. There were more than 80 watermelons in total. If they cost 500 yuan each,
Calculated, it is 40,000 yuan.
The money is really not that much, after all, the space is limited, but the watermelons planted later have begun to grow seedlings. If the second batch also has a growth cycle of ten days, the supply will be able to keep up in the future.
After all, Apando Space has now grown to an area of 300 square meters.
He took out twenty watermelons in a row and stuffed the domestically produced BMW Brilliance x1 to the brim. Fan Qianqiang drove to the fruit supermarket next to the bus stop in front of his home.
Unexpectedly, the plan could not change quickly. Fan Jianqiang had just parked the car and was about to get out of the car and go to the fruit supermarket to talk to their boss about consignment sales. As a result, a handsome middle-aged man who had just got off a Range Rover saw Fan Jianqiang's car.
When Fan Jianqiang got out of the car, the curious middle-aged man came over and asked him what it was. Fan Jianqiang replied that it was a watermelon. The middle-aged man was surprised and said: "I have been selling fruit for so many years.
I’ve never seen such a strange watermelon, where does it come from?”
Fan Jianqiang was also surprised and asked: "You also sell fruit?"
The handsome middle-aged man pointed to the fruit supermarket next to him: "This is one of my chain fruit supermarkets."
"No way! What a coincidence! Are you the owner of this store?"
The middle-aged man took out his business card from the pocket of his valuable suit. There was no title on the elegant and unique business card, only his name and phone number.
Bao Weizhong.
"This is really interesting. I never thought that selling fruit could be as high-end and upscale as you. You drive a Land Rover and wear famous brands. I thought fruit shop owners were all..."
Uncle Fan was really surprised. Is selling fruit so profitable?
Bao Weizhong laughed and said: "Do you think fruit shop owners are just like philistines holding watermelon knives, frothing at the mouth and bargaining with customers?"
Fan Jianqiang laughed and said: "My surname is Fan, Fan Jianqiang, I don't have a business card."
Bao Weizhong first took Fan Jianqiang to the fruit supermarket for a walk. When he saw the cashier inside, the clerks called him Boss Bao Weizhong, and then Fan believed it.
"Boss Fan, are we traveling together? Can you tell me where the watermelon in your car came from?" Bao Weizhong couldn't wait to spy on the military situation.
"Haha, this is cultivated in our experimental fields. I just want to find a place to sell my watermelons on behalf of others."
"So you are not a fellow traveler!" At this time, Bao Weizhong became happy. People nowadays are all greedy for freshness. Although I don't know how this watermelon tastes, its outer shell is like the abstract painting of the art master Picasso.
It's enough to attract a lot of attention. If the sales are good, he can make a lot of money. Just now, he was worried that the other party would not disclose the purchase channel because they were in the same industry.
"Of course not, I am the supplier."
"Great, just sell it to me on a consignment basis. I have six stores in Mohai. I can sell out any number you have quickly."
Damn it, no wonder I can wear famous brands and drive Land Rover idle, it turns out there is a branch!
Fan Qiangqiang looked at Bao Weizhong and said with a smile: "It is a completely pollution-free, completely green variety, unique in the world, and can be supplied all year round. Boss Bao, in the future, our laboratory will continue to launch varieties of fruits and vegetables.
Therefore, I must sign a formal contract with you."
"It should, it should." Bao Weizhong seemed to have found a treasure.
Bao Weizhong was a man who knew how to seize opportunities and immediately asked a clerk to prepare the contract.
"Mr. Fan, can you give me a taste of this watermelon?"
"Of course, no problem."
Fan Jianqiang opened the car door and took out a melon. This melon was not big, but it was not light. It weighed seven or eight kilograms each, and each one was very even and almost the same size.
As soon as this watermelon was taken out, it immediately attracted many customers who were shopping in the store and asked about the price.
Of course Bao Weizhong didn't know the price and cast an inquiring look at Fan Jianqiang.
"One hundred yuan per catty." Fan Jianqiang has already helped Bao Weizhong set the price. The base price he gave is five hundred per watermelon, regardless of the catty. Usually a watermelon weighs about seven catties, and some weigh more than seven catties. In other words, selling
If one falls, Bao Weizhong will earn two hundred.
All the customers in the store, including Bao Weizhong, took a breath of cold air, and some with a bad temper immediately cursed: "What a broken watermelon, one hundred yuan a catty! Why don't you go and grab it?"
"That's right, ordinary watermelons only cost more than one yuan per catty even when they are about to go out of season. Why does this watermelon cost one hundred yuan per catty? A watermelon weighs six or seven catties less. Who can afford it? It's so expensive.
Don't sell it in a fruit supermarket, sell it in an auction house! Maybe you can sell it for a thousand yuan a catty!"
At this time, the watermelon was cut open under the knife of a young and beautiful female clerk. Suddenly, a sweet aroma of watermelon emerged!
This aroma is unparalleled! The fresh taste makes people salivate immediately.
Fan Jianqiang is so confident that even people at the level of Ouyang Xi and Shen Ruxuan can't stand it, let alone ordinary people.
He believes that as soon as this kind of watermelon gets a reputation, it will be sold out immediately!
Some people stopped yelling.
Bao Weizhong couldn't wait to pick up a piece and bite it in one bite!
Immediately, he narrowed his eyes, with a look of shock on his face.
Fan Jianqiang saw his expression and smiled.
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After the agreement was signed, the watermelons were put for sale in Bao Weizhong's store, and Bao Weizhong immediately paid 9,500 yuan to Fan Jianqiang. Just after they signed the agreement, all the watermelons were bought.
Gone! Not one left!
Even Fan Jianqiang didn't expect it to be so easy to sell. Mohai people are really not short of money! Watermelons cost seven to eight hundred each!
Bao Weizhong hurriedly asked for more deliveries, and as much as he wanted.
Fan Jianqiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said: "I will send you some more at some time tonight... You can sell them slowly, don't sell them so fast. The yield in the laboratory is not very high, and they have to cultivate other varieties of fruits and vegetables."
The miserable Uncle Fan had to send Bao Weizhong off again after dinner at home. Bao Weizhong couldn't yell enough, so Uncle Fan didn't bother to pay attention to him. He also wanted to accompany his parents to the Bund to watch the night view.
Also taking a ride!
In fact, there are many places to go to for the night view of Mohai, and they are worth visiting. However, obviously because the shooting that happened in the food street last time affected a lot of people, there are many police patrols near the food street.
, there were also traffic police randomly stopping vehicles for inspection on the way.
However, this does not affect Uncle Fan's good mood. He made 20,000 yuan in one day today. If this continues, he will become rich and well-off!
At around ten o'clock, the old couple urged them to go home. They said they were tired. In fact, Fan Qianqiang saw through her at a glance. This tough mother kept staring at her when they were walking on the road.
Looking at Zhuang Mina's butt, who wouldn't know how cunning she is!
As soon as she arrived home, Xi Juan asked Fan Jianqiang and Zhuang Meina to take a shower first.
While Zhuang Meina was taking a shower, Xi Juan quickly pulled Fan Jianqiang to the balcony to give her secret instructions.
"Little bastard, I have created an opportunity for you today! When you enter the room later, don't be such a fool. I think Nana, a little girl with a thin skin, will definitely not let you go to bed. Don't be a fool either.
If you're anxious, just chat with her, talk about life, talk about ideals, etc., lower her defensiveness, and when it's time to go to bed, you put the responsibility on my mother, saying that you actually have no choice, and then you
Just pretend to be very civilized and say you promise not to touch her. You seize the opportunity. When you fall asleep in the middle of the night, you pretend to turn over in your sleep or something and put your hand on her. It's her first time as a little girl.
If you share the same bed with a man, you will definitely not be able to sleep deeply. If she doesn’t respond when you put your hand on her, it proves that she is not resistant. Then you can further test and pretend to touch her breast accidentally...
On your chest, or on your thighs, you know..."
Fan Qiangqiang became more and more confused: "Mom! Do you know what you are talking about? Do you teach your son like this?"