Her Cultivation Diary

At the same time, I have to visit Yunqiao Village more often.

Second-generation seeds, grafting by cuttings, or sharing the same model...

The success of Yunqiao Village must have important factors.

Even if other places can’t replicate it, having such a prototype can somewhat gauge where the current market is, where the consumption range lies.

After all, in his view, every place’s success has its own uniqueness.

Some places have village officials who successfully sell goods, while others are completely ignored, none of which can be blindly copied.

Adapt to local conditions, develop according to capacity, advance step by step.

This will play a decisive role in future rural arrangements.

...

Meanwhile, at the small shop in Baiyu County, the boss lady was sweating profusely, stuffing bottles of beer and mineral water into the ice chest. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Because supply really couldn’t keep up, and the freezing was too slow, she moved the home refrigerator out too.

While busy, she looked outside and saw three men crouched side by side under the big tree at the entrance of the village.

The sky had already darkened, the night was falling gradually, but the temperature hadn’t dropped much.

From a distance, the silhouettes of the three were only visible, with a cigarette tip flickering at their fingertips, and an emptiness under their bottoms, one person simply sitting directly on the ground.

No choice, even the folding stools weren’t enough, so every family gathered what they could for the workers.

As for these buyers—oh well, who cares?

Finally, this little group of three pressed out their last cigarette butt into the hot soil, and sighed:

"Old Three, I’m afraid your niece isn’t cut out for this."

The buyer was anxious: "My niece said their team is just high-level water army, they won’t openly speak badly."

Actually, he just wanted something simple and direct, though he couldn’t say it in front of his niece.

Sigh!

Young people don’t understand the cunning of the trade market, nor the difficulties adults face in business. If she sensed something was off while talking, and back at home she gossiped...

That wouldn’t be easy to handle.

In any case, he braced himself and tried to redeem:

"Then we need some time to receive goods and bring some negative feedback—anyway, it’ll take till tomorrow to get a response, right?"

"Tomorrow?"

The eldest one raised his voice, holding a phone in one hand and poking the air fiercely with the other.

With such intensity, if he accidentally poked the screen, he’d probably want to destroy this blurred screen right away!

"Look, it started streaming at 5 o’clock, and by 5:30 that Tao family’s 100-acre orchard was sold out. And now what? 8 o’clock!"

"Eight o’clock! In three hours, two-thirds of the grapes in the whole county were sold! By tomorrow, what would we sell? Grape stems?"

Afraid that not even grape stems would be recovered.

The buyer stammered:

"Well, there’s nothing we can do, the price couldn’t go up. People are rushing to let that streamer sell, willing to let them take a five-yuan commission per pound..."

Meanwhile, he contemplated the grape yield of Baiyu County, his eyes red with envy.

"But I’ve asked around, they don’t sell to individual customers. Worst case, we’ll collect from them later, but individual sales aren’t suitable for live streaming."

...

Song Tan was also very particular about the quality of the live stream.

Each link identified which family it was from.

Tao Zhuangzhuang’s family, Da Liang’s family, the village party secretary’s family...

Links to grape orchards in the village with even a bit of scale were included.

Those small orchards with less than an acre just weren’t counted within these 600 acres.

After all, the yield is too low to maintain quality control.

These grapes from small pieces of land behind the house could be sold out at a stall, no need to bother sorting out a few random bundles of A-grade grapes...

It wouldn’t be worthwhile for Song Tan to even trouble with the links.

But right now, the orchard in front of them was behind the house, so they only set up a low fence—that didn’t deter the villagers from speaking loudly outside:

"Liang Er, let him know, I have several thousand pounds of grapes on my acre of land, that’s not a small amount, why won’t they sell for us?"

"Exactly! We didn’t rush to sign the contract before because we didn’t know they would sell so fast! It’s not that we didn’t intend to sign!"

"Right, right, I just wanted to discuss with the family at night and decide tomorrow... who knew we’d miss out!"

Liang Er, overwhelmed, sweating profusely, made an excuse to oversee the packaging and turned back into the orchard.

But unfortunately, when it was his turn, there were no security guards available to watch over them.

With villagers, all he could do was fasten the fence gate, indicated his refusal very clearly.

But here, Qiaoqiao’s live stream was still going on, yet some attempted to charge directly over this way.