my fairy maid

Chapter 96 do you know what you're talking about

When he came back, Fan Jianqiang asked Zhuang Meina to lead his parents upstairs first. He entered the Apando space and counted the number of watermelons. There were more than 80 watermelons in total. If each one is calculated at 500 yuan, That is 4 yuan.

The money is really not much, after all, the space is limited, but the watermelons planted later have also begun to grow seedlings. If the second batch also has a growth cycle of ten days, the supply will be able to keep up with the supply in the future.

After all, the Alpando space has now grown to an area of ​​[-] square meters.

Taking out 1 watermelons in succession, filling the domestically produced BMW Brilliance x[-] to the brim, Fan Jianqiang drove to the fruit supermarket next to the bus stop in front of his house.

Unexpectedly, plans are not as fast as changes. Fan Qiangqiang just parked his car and was about to get out of the car to go to the fruit supermarket to talk to their boss about consignment sales. As a result, a handsome middle-aged man who just got off a Range Rover saw Fan Qiangqiang's car. When Fan Jianqiang got out of the car, the curious middle-aged man came over and asked him what it was. Fan Jianqiang replied that it was watermelon. The middle-aged man said in surprise: "I have been selling the fruit for so many years. I've never seen such a strange watermelon, where did it come from?"

Fan Jianqiang also asked in surprise: "You also sell fruit?"

The handsome middle-aged man pointed to the fruit supermarket next to him: "This is one of my chain fruit supermarkets."

"No way! What a coincidence! Are you the owner of this shop?"

The middle-aged man took out a business card from the pocket of his expensive suit. The elegant and chic business card had no title on it, only his name and phone number.

Bao Weizhong.

"This is really interesting. I never thought that selling fruit can be as high-end as you are, driving a Land Rover and wearing famous brands. I thought fruit shop owners were all..."

Uncle Fan was really surprised. Is selling fruit so profitable?

Bao Weizhong laughed and said, "Do you think fruit shop owners are philistines holding watermelon knives and haggling with customers?"

Fan Jianqiang laughed and said, "My surname is Fan, Fan Jianqiang, and I don't have a business card."

Bao Weizhong first led Fan Jianqiang to the fruit supermarket and saw that the cashiers and shop assistants inside all called Boss Bao Weizhong, so Fan Jianqiang believed it.

"Boss Fan, are we in the same company? Can you tell me where the watermelon in your car came from?" Bao Weizhong couldn't wait to spy on the military situation.

"Hehe, this one is cultivated in our experimental field. I just want to find a place to sell my watermelon on behalf of others."

"It turns out that you are not in the same industry!" Now, Bao Weizhong became happy. People nowadays are greedy for freshness. Although this watermelon taste is unknown, it looks like the abstract painting of the master artist Picasso. It is enough to attract a lot of attention, and if it sells well, it can make a lot of money. Just now, he was still worried that the other party would not disclose the purchase channel because he was a colleague.

"Of course not, I'm the supplier."

"Great, just sell it to me as a consignment. I have six stores in Mohai. I can sell out as many as you have."

Damn it, no wonder you can drive a Land Rover wearing a famous brand without doing anything, so there is a branch!

Fan Jianqiang looked at Bao Weizhong and said with a smile: "The completely pollution-free and completely green variety is unique in the world and can be supplied all year round. Boss Bao, in the future, our laboratory will continue to release varieties of fruits and vegetables. So, I have to sign a formal contract with you."

"It should be, it should be." Bao Weizhong seemed to have picked up a treasure.

Bao Weizhong is a person who knows how to seize opportunities, and immediately asked a clerk to prepare the contract.

"Mr. Fan, can you give me a taste of this watermelon?"

"Of course, no problem."

Fan Qiangqiang opened the door of the car and took out a melon. The melon was not big, but it was not light. It weighed seven or eight catties, and each one was very even, almost the same size.

As soon as this watermelon was taken out, it immediately attracted many customers who were consuming in the store, and they all asked about the price.

Of course Bao Weizhong didn't know the price, so he cast a questioning look at Fan Jianqiang.

"100 yuan per catty." Fan Jianqiang has already helped Bao Weizhong set the price. The base price he gave is [-]. No matter the catty, usually a watermelon is about seven catties, and some are more than seven catties. That is to say, if you sell it For one, Bao Weizhong can earn two hundred.

All the customers in the store, including Bao Weizhong, gasped, and those who had a bad temper immediately cursed: "What kind of broken watermelon, 100 yuan a catty! Why don't you grab it?"

"That's right, even in the season when the watermelon is about to go out of the market, the average watermelon costs more than one yuan per catty. Why does this watermelon cost 100 yuan per catty, and a watermelon is less than six or seven catties. Who can afford it! It's so expensive, don't Put it in a fruit supermarket and sell it in an auction house! Maybe it can be sold for 1000 yuan a catty!"

At this time, the watermelon was cut open under the knife of a young and beautiful female shop assistant, and suddenly, a sweet aroma of watermelon emerged!

This aroma is incomparable!The fresh taste makes people salivate immediately.

Fan Jianqiang was so confident that even people at the level of Ouyang Xi and Shen Ruxuan couldn't bear it, let alone ordinary people.

He believed that as soon as this kind of watermelon gained word of mouth, it would be sold out immediately!

Someone stopped cursing.

Bao Weizhong couldn't wait to pick up a piece and bite it off!

Immediately, he narrowed his eyes, with a shocked expression on his face.

Fan Jianqiang saw his expression and smiled.

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After the agreement was signed, all the watermelons were sold in Bao Weizhong's store, and Bao Weizhong immediately paid 500 yuan to Fan Jianqiang. After they signed the agreement, all the watermelons were actually bought away. !Not one left!

Even Fan Jianqiang didn't expect it to be so easy to sell, the people of Mohai really are not short of money!Seven or eight hundred watermelons!

Bao Weizhong hurriedly asked for more deliveries, and as much as he wanted.

Fan Qiangqiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "I'll see what time it is in the evening and I'll send you some more... Take your time and sell it, don't sell it so fast, the laboratory output is not very high, and they have to cultivate other varieties of fruits and vegetables."

The sad Uncle Fan, after dinner at home, had to send Bao Weizhong off again. Bao Weizhong couldn't shout enough, and Uncle Fan didn't bother to talk to him anymore. He still had to accompany his parents to the Bund to see the night view Cum for a ride too!

The night view of Mohai actually has many places to go, and it is worth visiting. However, obviously because the shooting that happened in the food street last time affected a lot of people, there are many police posts in the vicinity of the food street. On the way, traffic police stopped vehicles at random for inspection.

However, this does not affect Uncle Fan's good mood. Today, he earned [-] yuan a day.

When it was past ten o'clock, the old couple hurried home, saying that they were tired, but Fan Jianqiang could see right through her at a glance. This sturdy mother, when she was walking on the road, she kept staring Look at Zhuang Meina's ass, who doesn't know her tricks!

Once at home, Xi Juan asked Fan Jianqiang and Zhuang Meina to take a bath first.

While Zhuang Meina was taking a bath, Xi Juan hurriedly pulled Fan Jianqiang to the balcony to give secret instructions.

"Little bastard, I created an opportunity for you today! After a while, you enter the room, don't be stupid, I guess Nana is a thin-skinned girl, she will definitely not let you go to bed, don't be foolish Urgent, you just chat with her, talk about life, talk about ideals, lower her guard, and when it's time to sleep, you put the responsibility on the old lady, saying that you have no other choice, and then Just pretend to be very civilized, saying that you promise not to touch her, you seize the opportunity, and when you fall asleep in the middle of the night, you pretend to turn over in your sleep, and put your hands on her, the first time she is a little girl It is definitely impossible to sleep deeply in the same bed as a man. If she doesn't respond when you put your hand on her body, it proves that she doesn't resist. Then you can go further and pretend to touch her breast unintentionally... On the chest, or on the thigh, you know..."

Fan Jianqiang became more and more confused: "Mom! Do you know what you are talking about? Did you teach your son like this?"