Chapter 141 This is treating fans like韭菜 (a metaphor for exploiting them).
After selling all the peaches, Yan Sui had nothing to do but wander around with the viewers in her live stream.
The peach orchard is laden with fruit; large peaches hang from the trees, making one's mouth water and tempt one to take a bite immediately.
The viewers in the live stream were fine; they couldn't smell the fragrance.
The workers picking fruit in the orchard found it torture; they had to swallow hard every time they picked a fruit.
Aunt Ruan sighed, "Although I watched these peaches grow up, I still find them strange every time I see them."
Grandma Zhao nodded in agreement, "Yes, that's why it's so strange. When this orchard was in Yan Liang's hands before, it was only this big at most."
She gestured, "It's not even as good as the smallest peaches here at Yan Sui's place."
Not only are they smaller, but the taste is also worlds apart.
Before the park opened, Yan Sui gave each of her employees a box to try.
After eating one, she felt it was the sweetest and juiciest peach she had ever eaten, and the peach fragrance lingered in her nose for a long time.
Yan Sui happened to walk over to them, and many netizens recognized the two of them at a glance.
[Isn't this the 50-year-old divorced woman who owns a bubble tea shop?]
[The woman next to her is a 60-year-old widow who runs a bed and breakfast!]
Haha, they're in the same frame!
[Is the old lady's guesthouse finished yet? I'd like to stay in Changqing Village for a month; I can help pick peaches!]
I want to pick peaches too! I'm signing up!
[When the lotus flowers bloom, I can help you trim them!]
Yan Sui adjusted her hat and interacted with netizens with a smile.
Just then, Zhao Chunrong's voice was heard: "Yan Sui!"
Yan Sui set up the live streaming equipment and turned to talk to her.
"Grandma, what's wrong?"
Zhao Chunrong took a deep breath; she had smelled the fragrance of peaches when she was down the mountain.
As you walk into the orchard, the aroma becomes even more intense.
She frowned. "You've sprayed perfume here?"
Yan Sui laughed, "Who would spray perfume in an orchard?"
"How come it's so..." Zhao Chunrong's voice trailed off; she hadn't come to praise Yan Sui.
She cleared her throat, clasped her hands in front of her, and said seriously:
"I heard you're selling these peaches for a really high price, 79 yuan for five jin. How could you do something so heartless?"
Yan Sui: "...I sell them at this price because my peaches are worth it."
Zhao Chunrong sneered, "This orchard used to be in my grandson's hands. Do you think I don't know how awful the peaches he grows are? Selling inferior peaches to your fans at high prices is just heartless!"
Yan Sui laughed angrily, "Don't lie through your teeth, okay? My peaches are right here. Are they the same as the peaches that Brother Yan Liang grows?"
Old Mrs. Zhao snorted, "Zhao Chunrong, we all know what you're up to. You're just jealous of Yan Sui's earnings and want to smear her! Just because Yan Liang's peaches aren't good doesn't mean Yan Sui's are! Everyone can see the quality of the peaches."
"Pah!" Zhao Chunrong spat fiercely.
"These peaches are all grown in the same place, what's the difference? You are heartless, unscrupulous, and deceiving netizens. I will expose your true colors!"
Zhao Chunrong jumped out and made a fuss, and regardless of the facts, she successfully influenced the viewers in the live stream.
She clicked on it and saw that quite a few people had cancelled their orders.
Especially pre-sale orders, which were easily refunded.
Yan Sui, holding her phone, said, "Those who want to return items should do so as soon as possible. Fresh produce cannot be returned unless there is a quality issue once it has been shipped. If you maliciously request a refund after the product has been shipped, you will be permanently blacklisted."
[Return them all. Selling such low-quality peaches at such a high price is like treating your fans like韭菜 (a metaphor for exploiting them).]
My heart has grown cold; I've unfollowed.
"No way, it's not like we haven't bought Yan Sui's stuff before."
Does their cancellation mean we can place an additional order?
Yan Sui didn't rush to count how many orders were cancelled, but instead explained the refund rules first.
Don't wait until we add more orders, and then people place orders without knowing why, only to have them cancel again.
[Hilarious! What constitutes a quality issue? Does it count as a bad taste?]
[Once the goods have been shipped, returns are not allowed. Isn't that an unfair contract term? Luckily, I returned it.]
Suddenly I feel lucky that I didn't manage to snag one.
Zhao Chunrong was still lingering behind Yan Sui, occasionally shouting, "Don't buy them, absolutely don't buy them! These peaches are sour and astringent, they're inedible."
Yan Sui glared at her, "Grandma, if you keep talking nonsense, I'll tell everyone online about how you poisoned my chickens with rat poison, and make you famous online!"
Zhao Chunrong's expression changed drastically, and he was eventually frightened by Yan Sui and fled in panic.
She also wanted to move to a big house in the city and act like a mother-in-law in front of her new daughter-in-law, so she dared not cause any trouble.
Yan Sui watched her hurried departure, snorted, and went to tally the cancellations.
"There are still 481 orders in stock. I'll add them for you now. Each ID is limited to one order."
"A total of 1,532 pre-orders were cancelled, so get ready to process them quickly."
Despite the defamatory remarks filling the live stream, it didn't stop everyone from snapping up the extra peaches they ordered.
After that, a few people cancelled their orders, but Yan Sui didn't pay any more attention. She led everyone around twice and then ended the live stream.
Everyone worked overtime for two days and finally managed to ship out the first two thousand orders.
The remaining orders are all pre-sale orders, so there's plenty of time, and everyone can finally take a breather.
Yan Sui suggested that Aunt Ruan try to hire more people.
"The peaches will ripen in the next two or three months. It's okay to wait a day or two, but we can't make everyone wait like this every day. It's too hard."
Aunt Ruan hesitated for a moment before speaking: "You know the situation in our village. There aren't many people to begin with, and all the people willing to help are here."
There weren't many young people in the village to begin with; it was mostly older men and women taking over.
Because of her divorce from Peng Xiufang, Yan Sui's reputation was tarnished, and many people avoided them.
Yan Sui pondered, resting her chin on her hand. "If all else fails, have Junming ask his high school classmate to come and do part-time work."
No sooner had she finished speaking than a voice came from outside the courtyard: "Sister Yan Sui, do you think I'm suitable?"
She looked up and saw that it was Tian Tian, the eldest daughter of the Shi family!
"Sweetie, why are you back?"
Yan Sui remembered that she and Boss Shi had a pretty bad falling out before, and she didn't know if they had made up later.
Sweetie forced a smile and said bitterly, "I came back to clear my head."
She didn't say anything, but Yan Sui already had the answer.
She and Boss Shi are probably still having a conflict.
"If you're hiring part-time workers, can I do it? I'll work hard!"
Yan Sui nodded. "Come in and tell me, aren't you still in school?"
Sweetie walked in and whispered, "I'm a senior in college, graduating this year."
Graduation season is here, and everyone is busy looking for jobs.
She had originally planned to study abroad for a master's degree and had been preparing for it for a long time.
But her father had given all the money to Shi Laoliu, and the family had no money left to send her abroad.
Her father's idea was for her to give up graduate school and stay home to focus on taking the civil service exam.
She was exhausted and no longer able to argue with her father, so she moved out of the house.
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