Seeing Zhao Xiaoyang's pensive look, Zhao Guozhong felt a little embarrassed and said.
"Xiaoyang, it's actually nothing. If it's hard to do, forget it. It's not impossible to sell it at this price."
"Well, it's a bit difficult!"
Zhao Xiaoyang told the truth.
My grandfather once said that when doing things for others, never promise too much.
He has been helping the village all his life, but not everything he did was accomplished.
But as long as he promised, he would try his best to do it.
Hearing this, Zhao Guozhong's heart sank slightly, but it seemed to be within his expectations.
Zhao Xiaoyang helped the villagers sell all the tea and sold it at a high price. This is a real big deal!
How much face would that be?
How big a favor do you owe me?
This matter was handled so beautifully. If Zhao Guozhong hadn't been so annoyed recently, he really couldn't open his mouth.
Not to mention Zhao Guozhong, who among those villagers didn't know what was going on?
I have no idea, but the dividend figures from the tea factory are real.
But the reason for arranging this meal today is not for anything else, but because Zhao Xiaoyang is now the most capable person in the village.
Whenever there was a problem, everyone thought of Zhao Xiaoyang and pushed him, the village chief, to come out and talk about it, and he had no choice but to do it.
Thinking of this, Zhao Guozhong's Adam's apple rolled.
You know, it is so difficult for him to speak out, let alone Xiaoyang?
He was about to open his mouth to bring up the matter when Zhao Xiaoyang's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Yes?"
Zhao Guozhong was stunned and asked, "Where is it?"
"In your belly!"
Zhao Baotai adjusted his reading glasses and said with a smile, "Listen to the child!"
As he spoke, he couldn't help but push his wheelchair over.
His old heart also fell to the ground.
The old man didn't come over to eat at first because he didn't want to make Zhao Xiaoyang feel embarrassed.
As for gnawing on a duck wing, that’s another matter.
Zhao Baotai knew that if he asked, Zhao Xiaoyang would definitely do it even if it was difficult.
But if you say too much, it's easy to leak out.
But to be honest, the old man still hopes that Zhao Xiaoyang can really get this done.
"Well, Village Chief, let me make this clear first. I can't guarantee anything about this!"
"That's right, if you have any ideas, just tell us. Whether it works or not, everyone will thank you!"
Zhao Guozhong said hurriedly.
Zhao Xiaoyang waved his hand and said, "Hey, we're all from the same village. You've all been very kind to me before. There's no need to be so reserved."
"Look, I know there's a food festival going on in Hailing City later this month. Preliminary preparations will begin next week, and there'll be a specialty fruit section. This should be a good opportunity to promote our village's cherries."
"Village Chief, do you think it's possible?"
"Well..."
Zhao Guozhong tilted his neck and thought for a moment: "The chances shouldn't be great, right?"
"No way? Can't they even sell it at the food festival?"
Zhao Xiaoyang blinked.
"No, no, no, of course not. That's been a popular trade fair in recent years. Even if you move a stone, you might be able to sell it."
Zhao Guozhong then added, "I mean, the chances of our village's cherries being included in the food festival aren't great!"
Phew.
Hearing this, Zhao Xiaoyang was immediately happy.
"So that's what you mean? Why didn't you say so earlier?"
Now Zhao Xiaoyang had a clue, and said with a curl of his lips.
"Don't worry, Village Chief! I can guarantee that our village will be 100% eligible for admission, and we'll even have a reserved booth!"
"Ah? Really?"
Zhao Baotai suddenly stood up, which scared Zhao Yuanzheng, and he quickly helped the old man sit down.
Then Zhao Yuanzheng looked at Zhao Xiaoyang: "Xiaoyang, that's the city's main promotional event. You can't get in without connections, right?"
"Yes, and a booth costs a lot of money. Our village has never been to such a large trade fair. We have no idea."
Zhao Guozhong said with some embarrassment.
"Don't worry, I have a way, it doesn't cost a penny!"
Zhao Xiaoyang picked up the wine glass and said, "Come on, it's all in the wine. I mean what I said. Can you two uncles rest assured?"
Click!
Zhao Guozhong dropped his chopsticks on the table, but turned around and picked up the wine glass.
After a glass of wine, three pairs of eyes looked at Zhao Xiaoyang eagerly as he took out his cell phone and turned on the speaker.
After the call was connected, there was a lot of noise on the other end.
Guan Yu was greeting people: "As for chicken soup, don't worry, we have it! But we've sold out for today!"
"Next time, for sure! Next time, for sure!"
“…”
Soon there was the sound of a door closing, and Guan Yu said in a relaxed and cheerful tone, "Xiaoyang, what's the matter?"
"Nothing, just wanted to know if you've secured a spot for my food festival trade show."
"Hey, isn't that just a matter of one sentence? I asked for you when I got back, and there are three good seats. One is next to Teacher Xia, and one is at Mei Mansion Private Kitchen..."
"Hey, these are all restaurants. I want to get a place for fruit."
Zhao Xiaoyang followed up.
"Ah? Xiaoyang, you might not understand, but the location I'm talking about is a good location! There aren't that many well-known businesses over there that bring in popularity."
"If you want that, I don't even need to ask. Apart from a few big distributors, the rest are wherever you want!"
"So simple? I'm planning on helping the village sell cherries, and the strawberries I planted are almost ready to be picked, so don't let me down."
Zhao Xiaoyang knew that Guan Yu was trustworthy, but since he had promised the village, he had to do it and could not be vague.
"Oh, my brother, you said you wanted a sales booth before, and I was worried you wouldn't want it because it wasn't in a good location! As for fruit, it's so easy."
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