After the spiced melon seeds were fried, Wang Manyin took the family to start bagging again.

When customizing kraft paper bags before, he deliberately divided them into two specifications. The big bag is half a catty, and the small bag is three or two.

Now the requirements for the error value of the weight of the commodity are not strict, so Wang Manyin did not weigh them one by one when bagging, but first made a few standard measuring tools with cardboard tubes.

After putting the seeds into a bag, seal them with staples. For the time being, you can't buy a sealing machine, so you can only use this rudimentary method.

Even so, the bag looks like a high-end atmosphere, at least much better than newspaper or book paper.

Completing the packaging is the first step, and selling it is the most important thing.

It's too late.

As soon as the day dawned, Wang Manyin rode his bicycle straight to the Shibijie Commune. There were two flat bamboo baskets tied to the back seat of the car, covered with snakeskin bags, and inside were more than 300 bags of spiced melon seeds, all of which had been sealed last night.

A few years ago, buses were opened in various communes in Yuanxi County, and it was much easier for people to get to the county seat. From the Shibijie Commune to the county seat, the fare is five cents, which is almost equivalent to a day's wages of rural laborers.

For this reason, few farmers are willing to sit down. Generally, there is no urgency, and they prefer to ride a bicycle.

Of course Wang Manyin would not do this, for him, it is better to spend money to make it easier for him.

To the commune of Shibijie, he went straight to the bus station.

Wang Manyin did not choose to put the two bamboo baskets connected to the bicycle into the space, but prepared to put it on the car for consignment. The reason is very simple, in the next period of time, I will often go back and forth to the county to deliver goods.

Once the spiced melon seeds sell well, they will definitely attract the attention of many people.

If you are empty-handed every time, a fool can also see that something is wrong. So for the sake of safety, you can't be greedy for convenience from the beginning.

Speaking of the bus station, it is actually a small courtyard, in which only one bus is parked, and there are two flights back and forth to the county seat every day. The driver is a native of Shibijie Village, named Zhou Wenhua, and is said to be the cousin of the branch secretary Zhou Wende.

A few years ago, Wang Manyin dealt with each other and knew each other.

"Wenhua, when will it start?" Wang Manyin parked the car and immediately took out a cigarette and handed it over.

As he spoke, he glanced into the carriage, and there was no one.

After the other party took the cigarette, he asked curiously: "There is still half an hour." Brother Wang, what are you going to the county seat to pack, so fragrant? ”

"Fried melon seeds, isn't it allowed to do small business now, I plan to go to the county seat to have a look."

"The bamboo basket can be put in the compartment, and the bicycle is tied to the roof shelf...... "As he spoke, Zhou Wenhua reached out to help.

After finishing his work, Wang Manyin took out two bags of five-spiced melon seeds in three or two and handed them to the other party and the conductor respectively.

"You two taste it!"

In the next period of time, he will often take the car, so he naturally has to have a good relationship with others.

When it's time to send something, Wang Manyin will never be stingy.

After pushing a few times, Zhou Wenhua and the conductor took it over, and they were amazed.

"Brother Wang, is it really your family's work?"

Whether the melon seeds are delicious or not is another matter, but there is an extra packaging bag, which gives them a very high-grade feeling.

"That's right, wait for more valuable comments......"

Wang Manyin responded with a smile.

The female conductor praised and tore open the bag with curiosity.

Suddenly, a stronger fragrance came to the face, which immediately made people feel like they were in their mouths. Some of the condiments used by Wang Manyin to fry spiced melon seeds come from space, and the quality itself is much higher than that of the outside world, and the finished product is certainly not bad.

"Wenhua, you taste,"

After pouring a handful for his companion, the salesman couldn't wait to swallow it, and the praise kept ringing out of his mouth.

In just a few minutes, the sunflower seeds in her hand were clean.

"Ah, that's wrong...... the salesman suddenly exclaimed.

"What's wrong, what's the problem?" Wang Manyin was confused by the other party's throat.

"Your melon seeds are so good, I didn't eat bitter, and I didn't eat mud."

Hearing this, Wang Manyin's face showed a little pride: "That's it, I bought first-class raw melon seeds, and I specially picked them before frying." ”

He came from later generations and naturally knew the importance of product quality.

Now the quality of fried melon seeds is really not flattering, in addition to the salty taste, there are a lot of moldy melon seeds, mud balls, and pebbles.

If you don't put your heart into eating it, you will either feel bitter, or your mouth will be full of mud, and even if you are bitten by stones, your teeth will be disappointing.

Therefore, when buying raw materials, Wang Manyin specially told Han Zhong about the requirements: the price can be increased by a dime, and the quality must be good.

After getting it back, he took a few children to pour out all the melon seeds and pick them again. The skin of moldy melon seeds generally has white spots, which are still easy to pick out.

Before smelling, put it in a wooden basin and wash it.

There is no way, there is no machine for screening melon seeds in this era, and Wang Manyin can only adopt stupid methods. While he can't completely avoid mold seeds and impurities, he's done as well as he can.

I just didn't expect to be discovered so soon.

Then, the conductor asked curiously: "How much is a pack of these melon seeds?" ”

"A bag of three taels, retail three cents five. Five-tael, five-cent-a-pack. ”

"You don't have to give the ticket, get me another pack of five taels."

Zhou Wenhua moved his mouth and did not say anything.

Seeing that it was time to depart, a few people finally got on the bus one after another.

After they sat in the car, they also smelled a strange fragrance.

Although it has now been liberalized, most of the farmers are still busy earning their jobs in the queue, so there are not many people who take the bus.

When I arrived at the county seat, the seats in the carriage were not full.

After getting off the bus, Wang Manyin pushed his bicycle out of the station and went straight to a small vendor setting up a stall not far away.

Without waiting for the other party to speak, he explained his intention.

"What? What are you kidding, I'm just selling fried melon seeds, why do you still want to sell them to me? After hearing this, the old man asked in great surprise.

"Uncle, you can taste my fried melon seeds first." Wang Manyin didn't talk nonsense, and directly took a packet and tore it open and handed it over.

The old man also smelled the fragrance, and couldn't help nodding: "Your melon seeds are so fragrant, how about I taste them......

The other party was snorting, and a young man and woman happened to come over with black bags.

"How do you sell melon seeds, weigh us half a catty......"

"A piece of two pounds, half a pound and six cents,"

Seeing that the business came, the old man hurriedly put down the spiced melon seeds in his hand and prepared to weigh the salted melon seeds for the other party.

"Wait...... the girl pointed to the bag in front of her and said, "We want this...... Don't be black. ”

At the stall, the contrast between the two kinds of melon seeds is still obvious.

The shell of ordinary salted melon seeds is stained with salt and has a miserable white color. And Wang Manyin's fried five-spiced melon seeds have a burnt yellow shell because of the addition of anise, and they look better.

"This ...... This ......" The old man twisted his head, a little embarrassed on his face.

"How much do you want?" Wang Manyin said with a smile, "I'm here to send him melon seeds, and this pack is a sample." ”

As he spoke, he opened the snakeskin bag that covered the bamboo basket, revealing a neatly arranged brown paper bag.

"You also sell melon seeds, what's the price? Give us a pack. The girl spoke excitedly.

"It's the same as the price of this stall owner, six cents a pack, and I don't sell it in small quantities."

As he spoke, Wang Manyin took a bag of melon seeds and handed it to the old man.

This operation made several people on the opposite side a little stunned.

After the girl reacted, she immediately took out the money and handed it to the stall owner, and then took the melon seeds and left.

"What's the matter, uncle, do you want these melon seeds?" After the pair of men and women walked away, Wang Manyin asked with a smile.

What just happened was the best advertisement, and the stall owner did not hesitate any longer: "What wholesale price?" ”

And he has already tasted it, and the taste is indeed better than the salted melon seeds he fried, so he should not worry about sales.

"I have two kinds, three taels and five taels, and I count it down to one pound and eight cents."

The stall owner hesitated for a moment, then said, "Give me ten bags of each...... No, fifteen bags! ”

This place belongs to the gold stall, and the price of melon seeds is higher than that of other places. Calculated down, a pound can have a profit of four cents.

When the two were settling accounts, someone stepped forward to buy melon seeds.

After the other party asked the price, he took the spiced melon seeds with packaging.

This is the same as Wang Manyin guessed. Just one more packaging makes the grade of melon seeds immediately different.

Next, the sales pitch process was not much of a wave.

After tasting the spiced melon seeds, most of the stall owners bought some of them. At least five bags, I'm going to try the water first.

The most purchased was a vendor at the entrance of the cinema, who asked for fifty bags in one go.

Of course, there are also street vendors who feel that they will make less money after calculating the accounts, so they simply refuse to buy.

For this kind of person, Wang Manyin naturally does not force it.

After one turn, almost two hours.

There are only more than ten bags of spiced melon seeds left in the bamboo basket. Wang Manyin did not plan to continue selling, but turned around and went to the compound of the Revolutionary Committee.

After reporting the name of Director Bai Mingchuan at the doorman, he entered the compound smoothly.

Bai Mingchuan was also a little surprised when he saw the person who came: "Man Yin, why did you come to the county seat, a rare guest!?" ”

He got up enthusiastically and hugged him, and then said to the doorman: "Xiao Zhang, this is my friend." ”

"Director Bai, now that all walks of life are liberalized, I try to do a small business. Just passing by the county seat, come and see you. ”

"Full silver, I haven't seen you for a few months, why are you angry? Still call me Brother Bai like before! Sit down first, I'll pour you tea! ”

As he spoke, Bai Mingchuan picked up the boiling kettle.

He was transferred to the former West County a few years ago, and is currently temporarily holding the post of deputy director of the Revolutionary Committee.

During the years when he was stationed in Jar Village, Bai Mingchuan had a good impression of Wang Manyin, and the two often communicated in private. He knew that although Wang Manyin was a peasant, he had a flexible mind and had great ideas and opinions on some things in society.

And what happened in the last year or two also proves the judgment of the other party.

"Okay, Brother Bai." Wang Manyin is as good as a stream.

"How's it going, how are you doing in Jar Village lately?"

After all, it is the place where he is stationed, and Bai Mingchuan is still more concerned.

"Very good, last year's year-end dividend, the second team's work value reached one piece. Everyone said that it was Brother Bai's credit, and they were talking about when you would have time to go to Jar Village again......"

"You, your words are getting more and more exaggerated, what is my credit. Mainly, a few cadres in your village dare to think and dare to do things......" Bai Mingchuan shook his head with a smile.

Still, he was glad to hear this.

The geese have left a voice, and the people have left a name.

During his tenure as a cadre in the village, the two production teams built more than 10 earth-rock dams, adding more than 100 acres of good Sichuan land to the village. In addition, the sweet potato egg production recipe and fertilizer promotion field are also famous in the county, attracting many people to visit.

In order to dig deep wells for the village, he also asked for funds from the county and the commune to help connect with the well drilling team. During the drought in the past few years, many villages had no harvest, and the members went out to beg for food. Because of the three deep wells in Jarzi Village, the villagers can basically fill their stomachs.

Therefore, Bai Mingchuan thought that he had done something in the jar village.

After chatting a few words, he asked out loud again: "By the way, Manyin, what kind of small business did you come to the county seat?" ”

"Brother Bai, wait a minute, I'll get you something." Wang Manyin got up as he spoke, and when he returned, he carried a few bags of spiced melon seeds.

"Man Yin, I welcome you to sit down, and I'm not happy to give gifts." Bai Mingchuan hurriedly stopped.

"Brother Bai, what do you want. If you want to give a gift, you won't just give a few bags of melon seeds, this is the small business I do. In the morning, I came to the county seat to sell, and in the end, I left a few bags, so I will give them to you and your sister-in-law to taste......" Wang Manyin said in a few words, explaining the cause and effect of the incident clearly.

"The fried melon seeds you sell still have packaging...... Very good! After reading the packaging, Bai Mingchuan was also a little surprised.

After he opened it, he grabbed a handful of tastes, nodded and praised: "It tastes really good." I've been in Jar Village for a few years, and I don't know you can do this! ”

"It wasn't forbidden before, so I didn't think about tossing."

"Okay, I'll take the melon seeds. It's noon, wait for dinner at my house! ”

Bai Mingchuan regarded Wang Manyin as a friend, and he was embarrassed to mention money, so he simply invited him to his home for a light meal.

"Then trouble sister-in-law...... Wang Manyin originally only planned to send some melon seeds and leave, but now it is just time to deepen the relationship.

He has seen Bai Mingchuan's mother-in-law, a very simple woman.

During the dinner, the two talked about the changes in society.

Wang Manyin always remembered a sentence in his heart: "Half a step ahead is a genius, and one step ahead is a madman." ”

He had no intention of being a prophet, and he was careful in his conversations, making a little inference based on the information in the newspapers.

Even so, it made Bai Mingchuan feel that he was not looking at the wrong person.

When leaving the compound of the Revolutionary Committee, Wang Manyin deliberately glanced at Tian Fujun's house and found that the door was locked. I don't know if the other party's family has moved to Huangyuan City, or if there happens to be no one today.

Then, he met with Liu Qingli again and sent the remaining packets of spiced melon seeds out.

After finishing his work, Wang Manyin rode to the bus station.

When he passed in front of the stall outside the station, he deliberately stopped and found that most of the 30 bags of spiced melon seeds had been sold in the morning, and only a few bags were left in the wooden basin.

At this rate, it is estimated that it will be sold out soon.

"Xiao Wang, you came just in time, get me another twenty bags of spiced melon seeds." Seeing him appear, the old man spoke excitedly.

"Uncle, it's gone...... I underestimated this time and will come back tomorrow to deliver it. ”

According to Wang Manyin's idea, people have an acceptance process at the beginning, and it will take at least a day or two to sell out.

Now I know that I have thought too much.

When selling salted melon seeds on the street, spiced melon seeds definitely belong to the dimensionality reduction attack.

It seems that the next step is to pick up the pace.

(End of chapter)