Her Cultivation Diary

"Da Liang, can you finish sending everything out tonight?"

"How is that possible?"

Da Liang shouted, "There are a few families before us, and there’s Old Tao’s family too! Half of their stuff isn’t packed yet!"

Don’t even mention not having enough manpower, there are already over 200 people packing, but the volume is too large, and it requires careful packaging!

Plus, there are security guards monitoring, if anything doesn’t meet the standards, it’s sent back to be redone.

Why are there only four security guards?

At most, they split among those big clients, the smaller ones don’t have supervision, so as the boss, he has to keep an eye out and listen attentively, afraid of making mistakes and ruining his reputation.

The streamer said they intentionally took photos this year and linked them with their names.

If people like it, they might open their own livestream next year, and it’s possible that fans will come here.

If the reputation is ruined, it’s unclear who will suffer.

After all, money for post-sales service is deducted from their payments.

When money is involved, even if everyone wants to cut some slack, they don’t dare mess around at this time.

But this orchard of his, looking at the orders now, could bring in hundreds of thousands.

The villagers may speak harshly, but they’re not wrong. After expenses, he’s indeed making more.

Thinking this way, the previous anxiety feels worthwhile.

Thinking again, those who made sarcastic remarks or laughed at them earlier are now unable to sell at such high prices, while watching their payments roll in, feeling a sense of pride.

Qiaoqiao!

He silently recites this name, thinking of their family with divine looks, and muses:

I need to pay attention to the streamer.

If they sell anything else, no matter what, I’ll support them!

And these grapes, who knows when they’ll go?

Before they leave, he needs to prepare a hundred pounds of good grapes to take back.

Although Qiaoqiao said theirs aren’t as tasty, he doesn’t believe it.

After all, it’s their first year growing grapes, priced lower than Old Tao’s, but they worked painstakingly in the second year, learning seriously.

There’s quite a lot of A-level fruit, how could they not be as good as the streamer’s?

It’s surely different sales strategies from various streamers now!

As for taking back a hundred pounds that can’t be finished—

Oh well! Who doesn’t have friends and relatives? Giving them as gifts if not finished is a good idea!

Anyway, earning more than them, he’s probably not impressed by cash gifts, the grapes should be given more.

By coincidence, Tao Zhuangzhuang is also calling around for manpower.

Don’t mention hourly rates of 20, people nearby have been hired, and now due to working overnight, the rate has risen to 30.

The town’s packing boxes are insufficient, they have to be fetched from the city overnight.

But for money’s sake, no one feels embarrassed, everyone is in a rush, the entire town is bustling around.

And here, the villagers menacingly swarm to the family dining hall, just to see, under the dim streetlights on the dark road, three buyers.

At the moment, they exchange glances, seeming to have found a breakthrough.

A leading villager approaches: "You haven’t left yet? All the village’s grapes are ordered, 50 yuan per pound!"

Selling stuff, isn’t it all back and forth?

The buyers also put up a calm front: "Only Tao’s top quality goods sell for 50, the others I see are all thirty or forty?"

Despite the words, the villagers look at him implyingly:

"Yeah, they’ve opened at thirty or forty, you’re still at 3 yuan, who’s going to sell? How about raising it?"

At these words, both sides stir internally.

The three buyers exchange a glance: "They didn’t offer that high right? 30 yuan per pound, we still have to select from the orchard, and estimate half aren’t qualified."

"After choosing those with good appearances, you have to deduct 5 for commission."

"You know the fresh delivery, always something drops or rots, plus bumps, the post-sales are huge expenses!"

"And the delivery, and hiring people for packing—I heard it’s 30 yuan an hour now. Tell you, this labor cost is expensive!"

He’s eloquent, at this moment calculating, a vague sense of anxiety arises.

Someone nearby chimes in:

"Yeah, averaging out, the best fruit at 30 yuan per pound, can there be 20 in hand? Meanwhile, they’re picky."

"We’re different, our quoted price is a package deal. The fruit in your orchard, no matter big or small, we weigh it collectively, say 10,000 pounds, not an ounce out of line."