Super Monk

"These watermelons are not for buying, they are for merchants to taste for free!" Zhao Fugui said.

This amount of happy watermelon even if all sold, how much can sell? It's useless for Zhao Fugui to sell it for tens of thousands at most.

In addition to the local tourists from the provincial capital, Zhao Fugui came from all the provinces. He wanted to make a brand of happy fruit among them. After refusing to cooperate with Meiyuan food, Zhao Fugui prepared to make happy fruit by himself.

Zhao Fugui should grasp the production and cultivation, channel sales, and brand of happy fruit. He should not only master the cultivation of happy fruit, but also master the sales of happy fruit. Control the sales of all happy fruits in China.

Originally, Zhao Fugui didn't have this confidence, but the cooperation with Shenzhu society made Zhao Fugui have no worries. Shenzhu Club bought most of the happy fruits, so Zhao Fugui didn't have to worry too much about the sales of the remaining happy fruits.

When the domestic market opened, Zhao Fugui was ready to raise the price of happy fruit of Shenzhu club. Anyway, he was making little Japanese money. The more he made, the better. It was these guys who paid the interest.

"Free taste? Well, that's a good way Xu Wei nodded and said, "from my understanding, happy fruit is still very famous in some places and some people, but from the national point of view, the market of happy fruit has not been opened, many people do not know happy fruit at all!"

"We are not in a hurry now, the market will always open up!" Zhao Fugui said. Later, Zhao Fugui found a fruit knife and cut more than ten happy watermelons into small pieces. Give Jiang Caiyuan and Xu Wei a piece of "Xu always try, Caiyuan, first cushion stomach!"

"It's not so good for you to play such a rich product!" Xu Wei tasted a watermelon and sighed.

Zhao Fugui has a unique happy fruit, but high-tech biology can't. now the competition in the breeding industry is more and more fierce, and everyone's products are almost the same, so it's difficult to have something that is particularly competitive.

Jiang Caiyuan also nodded, happy fruit is really delicious, far more than other fruits she had eaten before. Jiang Caiyuan quickly ate a small piece of happy watermelon in her hand, and then stared at other watermelons greedily.

When Zhao Fugui saw her with a greedy cat like expression, he was very cute. He could see her shadow when she was at school. Zhao Fugui then cut another watermelon, divided it in half, added a spoon and handed it to Jiang Caiyuan. Jiang Caiyuan cheered and immediately began to eat, revealing the essence of the food.

"Mr. Xu, give these two watermelons to the staff of the exhibition stand. We have been busy for such a long time and also try our happy watermelon!" Zhao Fugui took another two happy watermelons and gave them to Xu Wei.

"Richness, that's not good!" Xu Wei was a little embarrassed, but seeing Zhao Fugui's resolute attitude, she took two happy watermelons and gave them to the staff of high tech biology after cutting them.

Zhao Fugui cut the happy watermelon and divided it into several parts. A dozen watermelons were all placed on the exhibition stand of high-tech biology, and a sign was put up beside it, with the words "happy fruit, happy watermelon" written on it.

Watermelon is the most common fruit in this season. Few people pay attention to happy watermelon on the exhibition stand. The bright red watermelon has been put for more than ten minutes, but no one has come to try it.

"Fugui, how come there is no one to eat such a delicious watermelon!" After eating happy watermelon for a long time, Jiang Caiyuan finally raised her head, only to see that there was no one in front of the booth to try it on. She said in surprise.

"Everyone thought we were ordinary watermelons, so no one came!" Zhao Fugui thought, it seems that the popularity of happy fruit is still not high enough. Although Liu Feifei and his treatment were exposed in the media for a period of time, they didn't eat the real food, and we didn't form any impression.

"Rich and noble, I'll send the staff to send watermelons." Xu Wei said.

Zhao Fugui felt that waiting was not the best way. He was about to nod his head when a middle-aged woman with a small bag came to the front of the booth.

"Are you really happy? "Chengdu over there?" The middle-aged woman went to the front of the booth, picked up a watermelon and asked suspiciously.

"For the authentic happy watermelon, it's from Xiaowan village, Rongcheng!" Zhao Fugui nodded and said.

"Don't cheat me. I've eaten authentic happy watermelon. Happy watermelon is so expensive, how can people taste it for free The middle-aged woman muttered, but she took a bite of the watermelon.

The middle-aged women's face changed as they ate, and "click click" began to take a big bite. After a while, I finished the happy watermelon in my hand.

After eating a piece of happy watermelon, the middle-aged woman immediately picked up another piece and ate it quickly. After a while, the middle-aged woman ate seven or eight pieces of watermelon. Zhao Fugui allowed the middle-aged woman to eat watermelon, but he did not stop it.

After eating seven or eight happy watermelons, the middle-aged woman seemed unable to eat any more. She opened her satchel and tried to put some happy watermelons in it. However, the watermelons were so watery that she felt that she would make the satchel dirty. She turned around and reached for the complete watermelon beside the booth.Zhao Fugui's eyelids jump slightly. These middle-aged women in the city are a little greedy. Zhao Fugui stretched out his hand to hold down the watermelon and said, "watermelon can be eaten at will, but it can't be taken away!"

"Well, that's stingy!" The middle-aged woman was a little unhappy, but she didn't dare to rob Zhao Fugui. She turned around and took out the phone. She quickly dialed the phone and said, "son, come here in Hongshan gymnasium. You can have a free happy watermelon to eat. Take your father and my grandson with you. Hurry up!"

Zhao Fugui and Jiang Caiyuan look at each other. They are city dwellers, city dwellers, city dwellers. They are also local people in the provincial capital, not from other places.

The middle-aged woman's voice on the phone was a little loud, and she was heard by several people who were wandering nearby. It seems that some of these people have heard the name of happy fruit.

"Is it authentic? It's said that the happy fruit is very expensive. Let's go and try it!" These people immediately came over, picked up the watermelon and ate it. They couldn't stop eating it. They squatted in front of the booth and began to eat it.

The appearance of these people's eating attracted many people's attention. These people came over curiously and began to taste watermelon one after another. A chain reaction quickly formed in front of the exhibition stand, and more and more people poured in.

The middle-aged women want to seize a position, but they are pushed away by the crowd in the blink of an eye.