By the time I got to town, it was already getting tall. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

As for where to sell hawthorn, Yang Hao really didn't know what to do.

"Ask me, I know that there are two vegetable farms and a large farmers' market in the east of the town, and there are medicinal herb markets and three small vegetable farms in residential areas in the west of the town, and there are also stalls near the town's commercial street, but they all have to pay management fees."

Yang Hao looked at his hawthorn and decided to set up a stall outside the medicinal herb market.

"Well, it's good here, here are all foreign customers and mountain people who come to ship, this hawthorn is sweet and sour, just to quench your thirst. It just so happens that they have money. ”

Yang Hao nodded, and was also a little impressed by Huang Beibei, "That's right, but although hawthorn is delicious, you can't eat more." ”

"Uh-huh." Huang Beibei has quietly eaten several of them.

All of them are about the same size, and they are full and good-looking, and they taste good, and they can't be sold as fruits.

Huang Beibei was holding one and preparing to send it to her mouth.

A child on the side saw it and clamored for food.

His mother came to him and asked, "What kind of fruit is this?" ”

Huang Beibei smiled and handed over one: "Hawthorn." ”

"Hawthorn?" This name is not the name of the fruit, why is the hawthorn skewered on the syrup called sugar gourd, not sugar hawthorn? Hawthorn slices and hawthorn rolls are snacks but not valuable, and that's because of the poor name.

When the young mother heard this, she hesitated: "Baby, this is hawthorn is not delicious, why don't we go buy fragrant Piaopiao milk tea?" ”

Yang Hao shouted: "Do you want the red treasure fruit?" Imported new varieties, only ten yuan a catty! ”

The little boy had already grabbed it and bit it down.

The young mother was worried that the child's sourness did not happen, but the little one held it in both hands and refused to give up any juice.

This hawthorn is so delicious with a different name?

"Imported varieties? It can't be genetically modified, right? ”

Yang Hao was stunned: "You think too much, this is natural no longer natural organic food, don't believe you search on the Internet, who will do genetically modified hawthorn, don't make money, in fact, this is a natural variety in the mountains, it's just a new discovery." ”

Yang Hao's eloquence can be regarded as exercised, so the young mother directly started eating one.

"Ten dollars a pound, right, I want ten pounds."

Poof――

Huang Beibei was taken aback.

Yang Hao immediately realized that this hawthorn was sold cheaply, and he said with a smile: "Beauty, don't forget to give us publicity, this is a buy one get two free during the promotion period, and the original price will be restored in the future." ”

The young mother's eyes suddenly lit up, "This fruit is not inferior to blueberries and cherries, thirty-one catties is really not expensive, and another ten catties will ...... How long does this fruit last? ”

Huang Beibei was embarrassed, so she had to look at Yang Hao.

Yang Hao is undoubted: "If the temperature is low, it can be a week, and now this kind of normal temperature weather can definitely be done for three days." ”

However, Yang Hao looked at the children: "You can't eat more hawthorn, especially children, don't give him two more if you eat more, you can cook it and eat it again when you go home, or ice it up and eat it for a few days." I don't think if you don't have a lot of people, don't buy more. ”

"You are very sincere, I'll buy twenty catties if you don't eat it, and you can give it away if you don't eat it."

So the young mother carried twenty catties of red treasure fruit, and the child was not naughty at all, holding a fruit in his hand, and followed his mother while gnawing on it.

"Ruby Fruit? Sounds like a red envelope, Brother Hao, you are so powerful. ”

Holding two hundred-yuan bills, Huang Beibei didn't know what to say, this is too easy to make money, is it?

shouted all the way, didn't wait for the medicinal material market, this basket of hawthorn has a bottom left.

Huang Beibei had no place to put the money in her hand.

"I must buy an electronic scale in the future."

This is what Yang Hao thought, and Huang Beibei said that she wanted to buy a safe.

"Stupid girl, won't you save in the bank? How convenient it is to swipe a card. ”

Huang Beibei shook her head: "It's not convenient, there are only two ATMs in the town, and there are fewer merchants who can swipe cards, so it's convenient to use cash." ”

After a while, I saw several people running to the bank, all of them were fellows with cash, and it seemed that they had sold medicinal herbs.

"These are all nearby villagers, right?"

Huang Beibei nodded, but her face darkened: "We have one more scourge there, and Huang Sanqiang earns a lot of the villagers' money." ”

"As far as he is, he can only be in the village." Yang Hao knows how much Huang Sanqiang, this product is to dare to buy and sell near his home, and if he really does this in other mountain villages, it is strange not to be killed, "Don't worry, there will be a way to clean him up in the future." ”

"Little brother, are you a hawthorn?"

The man who stopped the car was an old man, at least in his sixties, with silver hair and one hand curled under his ribs, apparently having had suffered a stroke.

Yang Hao nodded: "You can taste it." ”

The old man pinched one and tasted it delicious, "How much is a pound?" ”

"Thirty."

When it comes to the medicinal material market, Yang Hao doesn't want to sell it cheaply, and the facts have proved that this "red treasure fruit" is definitely worth this price.

The old man chewed the hawthorn and shook his head: "It's too expensive, it's a hundred yuan for more than three catties, and the hawthorn is not worth the price." ”

Yang Hao smiled: "Actually, it is a new variety, and it already has a new name called Hongbao Fruit." ”

The old man smiled lightly, "Young people nowadays, it's really for money, and they do everything." ”

As he spoke, the old man grabbed two more, ate them slowly, and walked away.

Huang Beibei was a little unhappy: "Why is this person like this?" ”

Yang Hao smiled: "It's nothing, in fact, this red treasure fruit plus He Shou Wu can cure his disease, he doesn't understand it." ”

When the old man heard this, he immediately turned his head: "Young man, what can you say?" ”

He moved over excitedly, and Huang Beibei realized that if the old man walked fast, the symptoms of the stroke were obvious.

"Old man, how many years have you had a stroke?"

The old man sighed: "It was ten years ago, and now the recovery is so-so." ”

Yang Hao knew it in his heart, and he just remembered an ancient earthwork in his mind: "Take a portion of hawthorn, a portion of He Shou Wu, add some honey, first wash and mash the hawthorn and He Shou Wu, soak it in water, boil it again, remove the slag and take the soup honey and it, take it once a day, a course of treatment for about ten days, it should be able to relieve your symptoms." ”

The old man nodded: "I know this recipe and have eaten it, but it is useless." ”

Yang Hao shook his head: "That's because the medicinal effect is not good, if this kind of red treasure fruit, plus more than five years old wild He Shou Wu, it must be different." ”

Listening to what Yang Hao said categorically, the old man asked suspiciously: "You won't be here to promote your red treasure fruit, right?" ”

Yang Hao didn't say much.

Huang Beibei saw that he didn't know what to do, and glared at him.

Yang Hao continued to sell.

"That's okay, give me a catty, but the price can't be so expensive, you see that I'm old and sick, I should know how to respect the old and love the young, even if it's ten yuan a catty, if it's an ordinary hawthorn, it can only be sold for more than three yuan...... Young man, I'm very optimistic about you, this hawthorn can also make a lot of money. ”

As he spoke, the old man began to pick the round and full hawthorn with a good hand.

"No, it's not for sale at this price." Huang Beibei wanted to reach out to stop it.

"Little girl, do you want to push me? I've had a stroke, if I fall, will you pay or not? The old man's face darkened, and the two age spots became a little darker.

Huang Beibei was frightened, so she had to watch the old man catch the good ones and eat them while catching them.

"Old man, you can't do this, you can't eat more hawthorn ......"

The old man snorted, didn't weigh it, threw down the ten yuan and left.

There are at least two catties, Huang Beibei wanted to catch up, Yang Hao grabbed her, "Eat more and occupy more, blame me for being too mouthful." ”