Dreaming back to the Qing Dynasty: Die Luo Chuchen

Chapter 793

I don't know when he will come back. It was cold at night, so I hurriedly sent Xiaoqing back to the room to get the cloak and send it there, because Uncle Fu had something to ask, so I had to let him go.

In half a month, it will be the Chinese New Year. Usually, at this time of the year, every family has to make a big deal to buy new year's goods. The vegetable sales in Dayu Village have entered a peak period.What Fu Bo wanted to ask for was the selling price of the vegetables. On the premise of ensuring sufficient supplies for the palace, the excess vegetables could be sold loosely.As a result, many big families in the capital are closely watching the movement here. Even if the price is increased by ten times the usual price, the supply is still in short supply.

Every winter is the period when our income is soaring. Just a rough calculation, except for the income from the palace, our daily sales of bulk goods are in the hundreds of taels.

The men in the capital, smelling the business opportunities here, have purchased vegetables from other places and shipped them to the capital for sale, but no one can surpass us in terms of the freshness of the vegetables. "Ma'am, now the famous people in the capital have ordered our vegetables, and sales are not a problem. But many vegetable sellers outside said that they come from our big elm tree. I went to see them. Those vegetables were either frozen or poor in color. , affecting our reputation. What about this?"

I thought about it. In modern times, even if the products of the same variety are placed together, the origins of each are known, because the products bear the trademarks of each company. It seems that the vegetables we produce must have their own trademarks.

I have an idea, "Uncle Fu, in this way, all the vegetables from Dayu Village will be stamped with Yao's brand in the future, and the outside will also be packaged piece by piece like Suji's eight pieces, so that others can know that they come from Dayu Village at a glance. Village, in this way, our dishes are different from those of other families. All dishes are divided into grades and grades according to their quality, with different prices and differences in packaging..."

"Okay, that's a good idea! I'll do it right away!" As soon as I reminded him, Uncle Fu immediately understood what I meant, and nodded excitedly. "Madam still has an idea, and the third son may not be able to come up with it."

I blinked my eyes and smiled knowingly: "Don't let Ting Lu hear this, men still care about face."

"Yes, of course I know." Flynn smiled. "One more thing: Our store is doing well recently, and some gangsters came from somewhere, dressed like rich kids, but they don't buy anything, they only follow the buyers to boo us, because we can't figure out where they are coming from. I don’t dare to offend them. Every time I send them away with good words and persuasion. These days they come again, but they can’t be persuaded to leave, and I don’t know what they want to do?”

(End of this chapter)