Sato asked directly, but Feng Zhenchang replied not very cheerfully, "Let's go, eat first, this question, we'll talk about it after we go to the scene tomorrow,"

Regardless of the perception of the Japanese, the dinner was prepared very richly, and several dishes were very ordinary, but they were all things that could not be bought with money in the city, such as the hares and pheasants sent by the second uncle called Dongzheng Ge, and the things that were absolutely born to raise, especially pheasants, which had not been seen in the mountains for many years, and now they finally popped up again.

Brother Dongzheng smiled at the time and said, "Do you want me to catch a snake and stew soup?" Not to mention what the Japanese would think, Feng Yiping shook his hands at that time.

If you bring it over when it's ready, don't say what it is, he can still eat it, but if you say in advance what it is, no matter how good it tastes, Feng Yiping won't dare to eat it.

The same is true for the wine drunk, simply to the end, it is the grain wine steamed last year, even the koji is natural, without a little chemical, and it has been put for nearly a year, thick and sweet, just one, although it is not on the top, but it is strong.

After three cups, Sato had a big tongue, "This wine, good!"

The three Japanese were slightly drunk, fell asleep to the sound of frogs, and slept soundly, but when the morning dawned, someone knocked on the door.

Feng Zhenchang took the three small ones, and Gao Zhiyi took Xiao Jiang, who were already dressed and waiting downstairs, and said to a few sleepy-eyed Japanese, "It's going to be cooler in the morning, let's go, now I'll take you to the field to have a look,"

The mist shrouded the distant mountains, and the increasingly modern mountain villages in the ravines had woken up, and the smoke of cooking had already risen from the roofs of many people's houses, and on the stone slabs by the pond, a few mothers-in-law sat on small stools, chatting about their parents' shortcomings, and washing clothes.

Brothers Wenhua and Wenhui. Just drove the chickens out of the house, and still held the gourd scoop with millet in his hand, when he saw Feng Zhenchang walking towards the back of the mound with a group, he ran over with a scream, just right, they could help watch those little guys.

In the field next to the mound. There are already people working, and there are more people in the vegetable garden, all of whom are doing what they want to do in advance while it is cool and before going to work.

Feng Zhenchang greeted them while walking forward with his feet, and in a field in front of him, Brother Dongzheng was busy turning the ground with a hoe, and there was a load of earthen baskets next to him. "Here we are,"

Feng Zhenchang nodded, "This is the land that is going to be used to grow radishes, and the above," he pointed to the fields on the surrounding hillside, "These are these, but our radishes are autumn radishes." It will be a few days before the seeds can be sown,"

Sato: They listened. Only then did I understand why Feng Zhenchang had that expression when he heard their question yesterday.

"Look, it's all farmhouse fertilizer," Dongzheng Ge dug a hoe in the field, revealing the fertilizer inside, "There is no need for a little fertilizer." ”

Sato looked at it and nodded, "Okay!

Following Brother Dongzheng's movements, he was a little puzzled, so he saw him raise his hoe and dig up the small slope next to him. What is this for?

A few hoes went down, and the bottom was no longer soil, but yellow mud, digging a hole, Feng Yiping went up to help break off the yellow mud, revealing the radish hidden inside, which turned out to be a radish cellar.

Feng Zhenchang casually took one out of it, peeled off the skin, and cut off a small piece for Sato and them, "Taste it,"

When they tasted it, it tasted good, and the kind of dried radish they ate should be made from this kind of radish.

This will be kung fu, three or four meters in front, Feng Yiping and they dug out a cellar, Feng Zhenchang took out another one, and asked them to taste it, this taste is much worse, if that is sugarcane, this is the bagasse after being chewed, as the old saying goes, it is a little chaff.

In fact, it is easy to say, this is the radish after the sprout, which is what everyone calls the hollow radish.

"Understood?" Feng Zhenchang asked, looking at Sato.

Sato nodded, "What we gave us is this kind of good,"

"Yes, not only the raw materials are good, to make your batch of goods, only use the best piece in the middle, and the leftovers with a slightly worse taste are discarded, so that when producing, there will be more processes, as well as packaging, the batch of goods for you, the packaging is also the best, in short, don't look at the dried radish, but the quality can be said to be heaven and earth, for you, everything is the best,"

Of course, this is what he and his son discussed, the main difference between domestic and export sales is that the domestic sales are not as regular as the export sales, and each one is the same shape.

Feng Zhenchang clapped his hands, "We don't want to use greenhouses to plant, only one season a year, now the output is limited, domestic sales have been in short supply, exports, South Korea, there are already customers in contact, so, I hope you can settle down as soon as possible, otherwise, the share that can be left to you at that time will definitely not be much,"

Feng Zhenchang is now very familiar with these usual methods when talking about business, and the Korean customers he said are now purely imaginary, but it is not difficult to find a few when the autumn fair is next month.

At breakfast, Feng Yiping said, "If you think that this kind of high-end residents of your country don't like it very much, and the sales may not be good, then it doesn't matter, you can consider purchasing ordinary ones." ”

Sato immediately said, "No, this kind of is good, we want this, but at this price, I still sincerely hope that there will be some discounts,"

For businessmen, in fact, the purchase price is not important, whether they can create high profits is important, if the purchase price is high, the selling price is also high, then in fact, they are not so sensitive to the purchase price, especially Feng Zhenchang They have a limited output of speculation, but the market is in short supply.

Feng Yiping pretended to discuss with his father for a while, Feng Zhenchang said, "In a food factory like ours, the profit is really very meager, but considering that Mr. Sato is generous and has come from thousands of miles away, then I have to say something,"

"In this way, we will take it for a period of one year, if the amount purchased by your company reaches one million US dollars within this year, we are willing to give your company two points of rebate, which can be regarded as our heart, what do you think?"

Feng Zhenchang seems to be relaxed, but in fact he is nervous, if he talks about this business, then next, even with several surrounding villages, he will plant radish, which is a good opportunity to benefit Sangzi.

This is also why Feng Yiping didn't let the two factory directors come, if they were there, it might be nervous.

"500,000, five points, excess, six points, more than 1 million, eight points," Sato immediately counteroffered, Feng Zhenchang's thoughts, he felt that it was not enough.

"We are not a dish in the restaurant, it is really a small profit, one million, 2.5," Feng Zhenchang has a bottom in his heart, and the conditions are very dead.

One wants to buy, the other wants to sell, bargained for a long time, and finally settled, a rebate of one million, the amount is five points, of course, it must not be cashback, it is still a return.

Holding the contract in his hand and watching the car roll over the hill behind the village, Feng Zhenchang could no longer suppress the joy in his heart, "Go, tell your mother, I will call your uncle, second uncle and fourth uncle to eat at home at noon,"

The two factory directors next to him were still a little unconvinced, and took the pieces of paper, "This is a million dollars?"

The fourth uncle, who learned the news, walked too slowly, and ran over on a bicycle, "How much do you talk about?"

"One million," Feng Zhenchang said with a smile, and then added the word, "Dollars!"

"Then this is, we have to mobilize several villages to plant radishes together!"

Then, my mother also ran over panting, and she wanted to confirm it in person, "Yiping, what they said is true?"

When I got home at noon, there were all kinds of congratulatory sounds all the way, Feng Zhenchang smiled, that bright! (To be continued......)