If you're lucky, you can sell it, but if you can't, try it at a second-class café, health center, and other related stores.

I don't believe that in a huge provincial city, less than 2,000 catties of flower tea can still be sold?

On the first day, the two went to a total of six houses and gained nothing.

The next day, two left, that is, the eighth, and still no gain.

Coming out of the eighth house, the two glanced at each other, Fu Ling smiled and said, "It's not so fast, maybe someone will call us tonight or tomorrow?" There's another one, let's go check it out first. ”

"Good!" Lu Xiaoqing smiled.

No, the two of them hadn't gone far, and a middle-aged man who was also looking at the tea leaves in the tea house just now hurriedly caught up, "Two of you, maybe we can talk." ”

......

Until the moment the purchase and sale contract was signed, Lu Xiaoqing, Fu Ling, and Zhao Sanshu still had a feeling like they were in a dream.

All the flower teas were sold!

The middle-aged man, Mr. Fang, opened a chain pharmacy and just needed a batch of golden silk chrysanthemums.

He was very satisfied with the quality of their golden silk chrysanthemums, so they all had to be ordered, not only that, but also signed a three-year purchase and sales contract, and each year was 3,000 catties of dried flowers.

Lu Xiaoqing and the others were overjoyed and signed without hesitation.

In the last two days of the fair, two more factories that make flower tea took a fancy to their golden silk chrysanthemum, and asked for a lot.

Sadly, they are out of stock.

Fu Ling, Lu Xiaoqing, and Uncle Zhao still hosted a banquet for the heads of the two families to eat separately, and it is a good thing that they can't cooperate with many friends. The guests and hosts of both sides enjoyed themselves, left contact information for each other, and could cooperate again if they had the opportunity in the future.

The three of them were full of confidence, and they were all a little uncontrollable excited, discussing that they could mobilize more people to plant golden silk chrysanthemums after they went back. When the time comes, you can also contact people, sign and supply and marketing contracts in advance, and everyone has a guarantee, not worrying about no enthusiasm for planting.

It's just that this is a big project, and there are still a lot of things to do, and you can't become a fat person by eating in one bite, so you have to take your time.

The three of them didn't call back to tell everyone the good news, and the good news was that it would be better to say it in person.

In the past few days since the three of them left the village, there have been many discussions in the village, all discussing whether they can find a market when they go out this time.

Of course, the people who planted it are looking forward to good news, being able to sell it at a good price, and they are worthy of this year's hard work. Thinking about following the trend next year, I also look forward to good news, so that I can also have a hope in my heart. It doesn't matter if it's a play, just watching a play, you can say a few words about any topic. There are also a few people who say cool things.

Without exception, everyone is waiting, waiting for a result.

Lu's mother was the most nervous, after all, it was Lu Xiaoqing who took the lead in this matter from beginning to end. If Lu Xiaoqing comes back with nothing, how should she face everyone?

Lu's mother was looking forward to Lu Xiaoqing's early return, but she was also a little afraid that she would come back.

Lu Xiaoqing and the three returned as scheduled, Fu Ling drove them to the village, it was dusk, the stove roofs of every house were smoking, and the occasional smell of food wafted in the air, making people feel warm and quiet.

As soon as the three of them got out of the car, they were surrounded by nearby villagers.

I don't know who shouted, "Secretary Fu, Uncle Zhao, and Xiaoqing, they're back!" The news spread like a gust of wind throughout the village, and soon people from almost every household came running.

Everyone gathered around the three of them, chattering and asking questions non-stop.

"How's it going? Did the chrysanthemums sell? ”

"Yes, yes, have you sold it? How much does it cost? ”

Everyone was nervous, looking at them with a pair of eyes, asking noisily, but the central idea of the question was surprisingly unanimous: Did it sell?

Uncle Zhao smiled as if a flower had bloomed on his face, and nodded again and again: "It's sold, it's all sold, it's all negotiated!" This time, thanks to Secretary Fu and Xiaoqing, I am useless, it all depends on their hard work, and all our golden silk chrysanthemums have been sold! The price, according to the quality of 200 to 500 yuan a pound of dried flowers, this is a good thing, a great thing! ”

"What? Two hundred to five hundred? Oh my God, that's how much! ”

"Hahaha thank God, thank God! It's finally sold! ”

"It's really the right thing to do, I knew I would have been more diverse."

"I'll just say, Xiaoqing reads a lot, and she must be reliable in doing things! And with Secretary Fu's help, we will definitely not lose! ”

"Great, great!"

"Not really!"

"Our family will also plant it next year, and we will have this price next year, right?"

The villagers were boiling, especially the eight families who had planted it, and they were laughing so hard that their mouths were about to grin to the root of their ears.

Even if you don't know how to count, you know that this is a good price! Understand that this trip is worth it!

A year of hard work, a year of doubt to hope, hope to doubt, doubt and hope again The reciprocating cycle finally has a good result, this year, it's worth it!

After everyone cheered, they all expressed their gratitude to Lu Xiaoqing, Fu Ling, and Uncle Zhao with smiles on their faces, and asked anxiously about next year's planting, and the atmosphere was hot.

Lu Xiaoqing's heart was warm, her smile was equally bright, and her heartfelt joy spread throughout her limbs, spreading to every cell in her body, and her chest was full of pride and a sense of achievement.

She did it, and finally she did!

On the third day, Lu Xiaoqing and Zhao Sanshu gathered eight families for a meeting, and many villagers came to listen to the news, and Lu Xiaoqing and Zhao Sanshu did not rush people, this is good news, everyone should listen to it.

After listening to Lu Xiaoqing's explanation, everyone was overjoyed, and heated discussions and discussions began, and voices of praise abounded. Everyone's eyes are shining with a light called hope, and they see the dawn of hope, even if the immediate interests can only be envied, there is still next year, isn't it?

In another two or three days, it will be time to pick chrysanthemums again.

The flowers in the third batch are already relatively small, and after this batch is picked, there is basically nothing.

On the first day of the flower picking, two cars drove into the village, and seven or eight people, including young people, eight, eleven and twelve-year-olds, got out of the cars.

As soon as the two families entered the village, they saw the six acres of golden silk chrysanthemums of Lu Xiaoqing's house on the edge of the village, a large piece of golden flowers were brilliant and dazzling in the sun, and the eyes of the two families lit up, "Wow, it's so beautiful!" He took out his camera and took a picture, and ran over happily.

Some villagers boldly stepped forward to say hello, and a lady in her thirties smiled and said that she saw the report in the city evening newspaper and drove over on the weekend to have fun, and asked where Lu Xiaoqing's home was? There was Lu Xiaoqing's name in the newspaper, and they remembered.