[179 continues to bring goods, and sales explode]

The grain hurts the peasants!

Ten penalties for one false!

Su Qingyun's promise suddenly made the trolls die down.

However, there are still some sunspots who still question it unrelentingly.

"It's better to say than to sing, what kind of grain hurts the peasants, and don't all the big heads be made by you black-hearted capitalists? How much money do farmers get? ”

"That's right, make up some short stories, tell some sensational copywriting, the more you buy, the happier the capitalists are."

"Do you really think Su Qingyun is a great good person? Cut the leeks of you fans, without mercy! ”

"This bag is 69.9 yuan, hehe, it is estimated that the farmer friend can only get 9 yuan 9!"

……

Su Qingyun glanced at the words of the trolls and retorted:

"First of all, we at Qingyun Preferred acquired it at a price slightly higher than the market price."

"Secondly, the cost of goods in packaging, transportation, sales, marketing, warehousing, labor, and other links needs to be calculated."

"In the end, we at Qingyun Preferred will not treat every farmer badly, nor will we owe every farmer a payment."

"As a business organization, we are not ashamed to make money, please remember that we are not philanthropists, nor are we public welfare organizations."

"In addition, I promise here that for every bag of rice sold, I will personally donate two yuan for the development and construction of agriculture."

These words were reasonable, and those sunspots were speechless.

Oh, yes!

Qingyun Preferred was originally a commercial company, the purpose is to make money, and it is not to engage in charity!

Moreover, they have already purchased at a price slightly higher than the market price, and they have not owed money to the farmers!

At this time, the fans in the live broadcast room also began to fight back against the sunspots:

"Little blacks, if you don't buy it, you can get out!"

"That's it, we can still afford a few bags of rice, are we willing to buy them, can you manage them?"

"For every bag of rice bought, Su Shen donated two yuan, and if he sold 10 million bags today, Su Shen would donate 20 million yuan! Let me ask you, sunspots, what have you done for agricultural development? ”

"That is, Su Shen can at least ensure that his products are all real Wuchang rice, and they are the best varieties!"

"We are willing to support Su Shen, you trolls are!"

……

In the live broadcast room, because of the trouble of black fans, it stimulated the consumption enthusiasm of fans, and sales ushered in a wave of explosive growth again.

8,000,000 bags!

9,000,000 bags!

10,000,000 bags!

Finally, after more than 40 minutes of live broadcast, all 10 million bags of rice were sold out.

Sales are also close to 700 million.

In forty minutes, just selling rice, selling 700 million sales!

If you put this on any platform, it's a sales miracle!

That's it, some fans who came late in the live broadcast room haven't grabbed it yet, and they complained in the comment area one by one.

"Woooooooooooo

"Su Shen, put on some more goods, I haven't bought them yet!"

"I just filled in my name, address, and phone number, and it's out of stock!"

"Grass, I never buy anything in the live broadcast room, in order to support Su Shen, I deliberately bound a bank card, but I haven't bought it yet!"

"Su Shen, I feel that it is a bit insufficient for me to buy only one bag, I want to buy a few more bags!"

……

Seeing the barrage of netizens in the live broadcast room, Su Qingyun suddenly felt a little painful!

Am I less prepared?

Underestimating the purchasing power of my fans?

Su Qingyun glanced at Dong Yuhui next to him.

Sure enough, the corners of Dong Yuhui's mouth twitched!

That's amazing!

At the beginning, he prepared a million bags, and Su Qingyun strongly requested to prepare ten million bags.

If this is according to their initial preparations, they will not be scolded to death by online netizens!

Dong Yuhui hurriedly spoke:

"Friends who haven't bought it, don't worry, we have prepared other products."

"Come on, link number two."

As the voice fell, there was one more product in the little yellow car.

This is a corn.

Immediately afterwards, Dong Yuhui began to introduce this corn in detail:

"This corn is yellow waxy corn from the Northeast, with 8 sticks in a box and 48 yuan."

"This sticky waxy corn that can be drawn is produced in the black soil of Northeast China, and each package is independent, as long as it is steamed in the pot for ten minutes, it can be eaten."

"Powerful and full, fragrant and glutinous, and can also be drawn, corn is a very high-quality coarse grain staple food for our body management, if you are losing fat and controlling it, you must try it, glutinous and glutinous, sweet and delicious!"

At the time of Dong Yuhui's introduction, countless people had already begun to place orders.

When Dong Yuhui said that he was excited, he blurted out another small composition.

"Why did we choose this corn?"

Dong Yuhui let out a soul-like torture, and then he asked and answered himself:

"I remember it was at the end of summer, in what we call a Midsummer Night's dream."

"The stars were shining, the night breeze was blowing, the leaves were rustling, and occasionally an unknown bird or two flew across the sky and made a crisp call, and I was young, young and carefree!"

"I often lie in the yard, in the arms of my parents, they sit on the mat, riding the night breeze, chatting about the day's harvest and tomorrow's plans."

"This world has his own plans, and in this world, ordinary people have their own plans."

"Mom and Dad often talked late into the night, and there were grandparents, and the neighbors around me, sometimes everyone laughed, sometimes whispered, they talked so happily, I couldn't listen to a word."

"How young I was, I didn't have a headache, I didn't have a backache, I didn't have insomnia, I didn't worry about my future, and I rarely worried about not being able to pay the rent."

"I'm just stupid, nibbling on a corn cob......"

Speaking of this, Dong Yuhui picked up the corn that had been prepared and nibbled on it sweetly and deliciously.

"Just like gnawing on corn like this, my mother picked up the corn cob from the field, put it in the pot and boiled it, there was a very attractive fragrance, I poked it with chopsticks, and ate leisurely, the chewiness of the corn, the sweetness of the bite in the mouth, and the fragrance of the corn, until now I still remember it in my mind......"

Speaking of this, Dong Yuhui paused, and his voice suddenly felt a little sad:

"Every time I see corn, I think of those carefree childhoods, those summers when I didn't have to do homework after school, those starry nights with a breeze and the rustling of leaves!"

"I miss my carefree self at that time, and I know I can't go back to my childhood, but I believe that the taste of corn always reminds me that I once had a lot of precious things!"

"For example, I used to have healthy grandparents, who could eat and eat well, and who could sleep and sleep well!"

"Whenever you look back on the past, you will find that you have grown up, and growing up is to know what is really important, what you really need, and what you need is not a lot of other things, but to eat and sleep!"

(End of chapter)