However, at this moment, Zhao Xiaoyang walked over, glanced at the fruit vendor indifferently and said.
"Uncle, eighteen yuan is really too low. My uncle's cherries can easily sell for twenty-five yuan per pound."
"oh?"
Hearing this, the fruit vendor laughed and said, "Young man, don't be so confident!"
Zhao Xiaoyang looked at the cherries he had picked, each one of them was round and red.
Although the quality of these cherries is lower than those he grows himself, Zhao Xiaoyang grew up in Nanshan Village and has a good idea of how much these cherries are worth.
"How about I sell it to you now?"
Zhao Xiaoyang glanced at the other person and said.
The fruit vendor twisted his mouth, walked up to Zhao Xiaoyang, picked up a few fruits and looked at them.
"To be honest, these fruits are really good. If they were sold at the entrance of your village, not to mention 25 per pound, 30 would be fine. But we can't sell them in large quantities!"
"This is completely different from our business of selling in large quantities and taking everything away."
Zhao Xiaoyang glanced around and estimated the cherries in front of him, about four or five hundred kilograms.
"Well, if I can't sell these 400 kilograms of cherries, then forget about the 20 or 18 yuan price. I'll just give you the standard price of 15 yuan per kilogram. How about that?"
"Oh, seriously? Can you make this decision?"
"Of course, not only these are priced this way, but also the remaining dozens of trees, all are priced the same."
Zhao Xiaoyang raised his hand and pointed behind him and said.
"But what would you say if I could sell it on the spot?"
"Hey, young man, if you really have that ability, I'll buy all your uncle's big cherries for twenty yuan, and I'll also increase the price of those ordinary fruits by two yuan."
"How about we make this bet with you?"
"Okay, it's a deal!"
Zhao Xiaoyang immediately agreed.
"Oh, Xiaoyang! You... I told you to persuade your uncle, what are you doing..."
Liu Sanfeng, who was standing next to him, listened for a while and finally understood.
It turns out that this kid is not here to help, but to cause trouble?
No wonder everyone in the village said that Xiaoyang didn’t look like he was adopted, and he looked more and more like Zhao Yuanfang!
Their business skills are really cut from the same cloth.
The point is, these two guys were raised by the same old man, so why can't they be more like the old man!
Liu Sanfeng was stunned.
As for Zhao Yuanfang, he couldn't hold it in any longer. He quickly pulled Zhao Xiaoyang aside and muttered, "Xiaoyang, don't be so arrogant!"
"If it really doesn't work, I can still sell it at 18 yuan a pound. I'm just trying to hold on."
"If it's fifteen per pound as you said, then it would be at least tens of thousands less!"
"Uncle, don't worry! Just watch!"
As he spoke, Zhao Xiaoyang shook his phone, which was occupied by a video call.
"Ping An, it's up to you!"
"Okay!"
With just a glance, Fatty Li Pingan immediately switched the camera.
The picture turned into a young girl wearing Hanfu and playing the guzheng.
If it’s not Li Xiaoqi, who else could it be?
"Xiaoqi, what's wrong?" asked the fat man.
Xiaoqi extended his index finger and thumb from behind his back.
The fat man laughed immediately.
Zhao Xiaoyang also laughed.
Obviously, eighty kilograms have already been ordered.
But eighty kilograms doesn’t seem to be enough!
"Dear audience, is anyone else ordering cherries? We're truly selling to Grandpa Nanshan. There's absolutely no middleman taking advantage of the price difference!"
"You see, it's really hard for fruit farmers. They just negotiate the price with fruit vendors for just one and a half yuan!"
"Mr. Zhao accumulated so much bit by bit back then and donated so much to poor children. We can talk about it all the time, but now it's time to step up and take real action!"
Zhao Xiaoyang didn't need to say much. When Li Ping'an was video chatting with Zhao Xiaoyang just now, he had already understood the situation here. He directly appeared on the screen and shouted to the tens of thousands of online live viewers.
At the same time, he shook the phone screen towards the camera.
Zhao Xiaoyang understood what he meant and quickly cooperated with the fat man in the filming.
"Look! That's Grandpa Nanshan's orchard, and this is his grandson, my brother Xiaoyang. The cherries are freshly picked, big and round. Although they're not as good as the first batch we gave you for free, they're exactly the same as the second batch we bought for you!"
"Twenty-five per pound! Hurry up if you want one, because this batch will be gone once they sell out."
"If you buy more than five kilograms at a time, my sister can teach you a guzheng song!"
As he spoke, he also took out a flute and said, "Of course, I can play a tune for everyone."
"Okay! Thanks to Xiao Gonggong for the five pounds of cherries! I'll start blowing them right away."
[Go, go, go, I don't want you to blow, I want to see Xiaoqi play! ]
[No, no, no, I just love looking at my brother-in-law]
[That's right, brother-in-law, ignore him! I'll take five pounds too!]
The barrage of bullets rolled up instantly.
Seeing this, Liu Sanfeng couldn't help but come over and asked in surprise, "Xiaoyang, is this possible?"
"Auntie, just watch carefully, it's fine."
Zhao Xiaoyang smiled, his face full of confidence.
The fruit vendor also frowned, walked over to take a look, and was immediately dumbfounded.
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