Uncle Li smiled and said:

"That's no problem! If you think this batch of pears is okay, give me a call, and we can reserve the next batch of pears for you in the whole village! ”

Zhao Zhuo nodded:

"No problem."

……

After agreeing, the three returned to the sales point, and Zhao Zhuo gave a deposit of 20,000 yuan on the spot.

Seeing the real money, the enthusiasm of the villagers was ignited at once.

Zhao Zhuo made a call to the company to make arrangements, and by the afternoon, the three trucks had driven to Ansan.

In the afternoon of the same day, I picked 100,000 catties of pears in one afternoon.

Back in Mukden, it was not early.

Zhao Zhuo and Zhang Yun ate something casually, and then went back to rest.

……

Early the next morning, Zhao Zhuo led the team and went straight to the Soviet Union.

Before this departure, Zhao Zhuo had already done a good job of investigating. There were several fruit-producing regions in the Soviet Union, among which the Urals was the closest region to Mukden.

Moreover, the Ural region is rich in large cherries that are extremely popular in Mukden!

Because of the climate and soil, there is almost no place to grow cherries in Mukden, so cherries are very rare and expensive in Mukden.

More importantly, in addition to being an important fruit producer for the Soviet Union, the Urals also served as a transit hub for Soviet fruits, and many other fruits from other places would be shipped to the Urals first. Fruit merchants buy goods, and they will also go directly to the Urals.

Although the economic situation in the Soviet Union is very bad, the fruit business in the Urals is still very large, which shows the importance of the Urals as a region.

Now when he goes to the Soviet Union, Zhao Zhuo is already familiar with it.

After a journey of three days and two nights, the convoy arrived in the city of the Urals.

After entering the city, everyone realized that the reputation of the so-called "fruit capital of the Soviet Union" did not come for nothing.

I saw fruit stalls everywhere on the streets of the Urals, although few people bought them.

Zhao Zhuo casually found one and asked the price, but Zhao Zhuo almost didn't believe it when it was cheap.

All of a sudden, Zhao Zhuo felt that he had come to the right place!

Naturally, the fruit stall was not the destination of the convoy.

Zhao Zhuo asked a local for directions, and then followed the guidance and led the convoy to the largest fruit trade market in Urals.

At this time, the trade market is a little deserted, and there are not too many people.

According to the locals, the fruit market here was crowded around the clock when the economy of the Soviet Union was good.

Now looking at the sparse people inside, Zhao Zhuo couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

However, although there are not many people, there are many types of fruits.

Zhao Zhuo took a general look, and saw all kinds of strange and strange fruits that Zhao Zhuo couldn't see in China.

As soon as Zhao Zhuo's three cars entered the market, they immediately attracted the attention of people in the market.

After all, it is often not easy to dare to carry three truckloads of goods to the market at this time.

Zhao Zhuo found a place to park his car and casually walked into a shop in the market.

Inside, a bald middle-aged man was lying in a rocking chair listening to the radio boredly.

Zhao Zhuo walked over and asked in fluent Russian:

"Hello, shall we harvest fruit here?"

Hearing this, the bald man slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Zhao Zhuo, first a little surprised, as if he didn't expect a Chinese person to be able to speak Russian so fluently, and then, the man shook his head coldly:

"Look at our market, there are so many fruits that we can't sell them all, what fruits do we collect?"

Zhao Zhuo had already guessed such a situation, and when he heard this, he was not in a hurry, but smiled slightly:

"Don't you ask me what kind of fruit I'm shipping?"

Hearing this, the bald man said lightly:

"Oh, I really don't care what you're shipping. We in the Urals produce all kinds of fruits, we have seen everything in the market. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Zhuo took out a pear and slowly placed it in front of the bald man.

When the man saw the pear, he immediately stood up in surprise:

"Huaxia pear?"

Zhao Zhuo nodded:

"That's right, authentic Chinese pears, crisp and sweet."

The bald man was in good spirits.

It turned out that because of the climate and soil, pears are not produced at all on the Urals.

However, because the Soviets smoked and drank a lot, their lungs were often not very good.

Pears, a fruit that can clear the lungs and remove fire, are naturally a good thing in the eyes of the Soviets.

Therefore, Huaxia pears were very sought after by the Soviets.

However, because the transportation is too troublesome, and the pears do not last long, they are rarely seen in the Soviet Union.

Occasionally, a batch of pears of decent quality arrived in the Soviet Union, and they were often sold out in a short time.

Therefore, don't look at this batch of 100,000 catties, in fact, it is not much at all.

The bald man asked:

"Can I try one?"

Zhao Zhuo nodded lightly.

The bald man couldn't wait to pick up a pear, didn't even wash it, and bit it down.

After a few days of transportation, the sweetness of this batch of sharp pears has been very good. In addition, the Soviets have not really eaten pears either, so it is very satisfying to give bald men a bite to eat. "This pear is so sweet! It's a delicious delicacy on earth! ”

The bald man couldn't help but sigh.

As he spoke, the man ate a pear in two bites.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhuo couldn't help but be a little secretly speechless: It seems that he really hasn't eaten many pears...

After eating, the bald man wiped his mouth with satisfaction, and then said with surprise:

"How did you get this shipment from Huaxia? It hasn't spoiled at all, it's still so fresh! ”

With such a long transportation distance, the fruit can still be so fresh, which really makes the bald man a little puzzled.

And Zhao Zhuo smiled slightly when he heard this:

"This variety is just durable, and the more you put it, the sweeter it gets. Not only is it fresh now, but even if you leave it for another three days or so, there will be no problem at all! ”

Hearing this, the bald man's eyes lit up:

"How many of these goods do you have?!"

Zhao Zhuo smiled faintly:

"I have as much as you want."

Hearing this, the bald man couldn't help frowning, and subconsciously felt that Zhao Zhuo was bragging.

So, he asked a little defiantly:

"Huaxia friends, please don't brag. Hmph, I want 100,000 catties, do you have it? ”

Zhao Zhuo nodded lightly:

"Friends, Chinese people never brag. There are three heavy trucks outside, just 100,000 catties, let's take a look? ”

Hearing this, the bald man suddenly couldn't close his mouth in surprise.

He didn't expect that this Huaxia man in front of him, who looked so young, could have such great strength!