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This idea touched the old man's heart, and he nodded in agreement.
"Okay, let's do it this way."
If he wants to save money for Qingqing, he will have to ask for a huge amount of money.
Rubbing the head of the little girl beside him, he muttered thoughtfully, "What's a suitable price?"
Fu Yueci asked from the side, "Qingqing's grapes?"
"Yeah." The old man replied absentmindedly.
He was still frowning in thought when a voice suddenly came from the side.
"I'll tell you a number, one million, three, two, one, connect!"
Mr. Fu turned around and looked at the dead child with an indescribable expression: "..."
What the hell is going on again?
He looked at Fu Yueci with a tense face, more serious than ever before, and said, "You are not allowed to play with your phone anymore."
Xiao Su couldn't help it, he burst out laughing, and sat there laughing for a long time.
The old man's hands felt a little itchy, so he put them on his knees and raised them up and down.
My mind is full of my grandchildren...
In the end, he didn't fan it.
Fu Yueci didn't realize anything yet, he didn't even think there was anything wrong with what he said.
"What's wrong with one million? It's worth this price!"
He patted Qingqing's little head and spoke seriously, just like the old men and women in the mall picking watermelons.
"If it were me, I would definitely buy it."
Mr. Fu glared at him unhappily.
This kid really has no idea about money nowadays.
Xiao Su laughed enough and added, "If it really costs one million per string, your grandfather will be considered a money launderer."
It is a shocking thing in the money laundering industry.
Fu Yueci was still a little unconvinced. If the price was lower than this, he felt that Qingqing was at a loss.
Here, Mr. Fu thought for a long time and finally set a suitable price.
"Three hundred thousand, maybe. Qingqing's small orchard just opened, so give him a discount."
His grapes were clustered very densely, with a conservative estimate of over sixty grapes in each bunch.
The most expensive Ruby Roman grapes in the world are priced at around 3,000 yuan each, so 60 grapes would be worth about 180,000 yuan.
But the grapes grown by Qingqing contain rich and vigorous vitality, so asking for an extra 100,000 yuan is not excessive.
Because he had eaten both kinds of grapes, he could guarantee that Qingqing's grapes were definitely superior to the other in terms of taste and aroma.
When you think about it this way, this price is really a bargain.
Mr. Fu made a rough calculation. Today, when he went to the orchard and looked up, he saw that the vines were full of grapes, with bunches hanging down, which was very beautiful.
Not only does it taste delicious, but it also has a high yield.
The key point is that even the two families can’t finish so much.
After removing the portion used for making wine and the portion used for daily consumption, there is still more than half left.
If the dim sum made by Lao Qian and his friends becomes famous after the state banquet, he can send these grapes to Yuedutai for auction.
As the young master of Yuedutai, it would be a waste not to use such great resources.
At that time, there will be no need to deduct commission from the money raised from the auction. It will be directly transferred to Qingqing's card and used as a small treasury for the little girl.
We provide one-stop service from production to sales, and all the people we employ are our own, so you can be assured.
Old Master Fu raised his hand, brushed away Fu Yueci's hand on Qingqing's head, and put his own hand on it.
He smiled kindly, "Girl Qing, wait for grandpa to make a lot of money for you!"
He has made enough money for himself and now starts to make money for Qingqing.
This wave is about the max-level bosses returning to the novice village to train their sub-accounts.
He still looked expectant.
After Mr. Fu agreed, Jiuweizhai was ecstatic.
They asked for a bunch the next day, and the old man took people to the orchard to pick it for him.
After a night, several more bunches of grapes in the yard ripened. At this rate of ripening, they really couldn't eat them all.
After sending it over, Jiuweizhai quickly transferred the money to them. Mr. Fu directly handed over a card number, which was the one he had issued for Qingqing.
That morning, the grape steamed cake that attracted many people was baked again. At the same time, many grape-related snacks were also on sale.
Ke Du Zhai’s main idea is equality for all people and equal treatment for all.
He did not have a sales method where only members could buy the product, or only offer it to VIPs.
Instead, they put the prepared small cakes in the window, with the price clearly marked on a small sign below. A small grape cake cost eight thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine.
The price alone discourages a large number of people.
"So expensive?!"
"Jiuweizhai, you guys are crazy about money!"
"Exactly! My friend told me that the grape steamed cake was only 68 yuan, and you actually dared to stab us in the back!"
Most people in the store's first reaction when they saw the price was anger.
Many of them were people who were attracted to queue up yesterday at noon by the smell of grape steamed cake but did not buy any.
I came again at noon today, but I didn’t expect the price to rise from 68 to 8,999.
"This is outrageous. You are selling gold!"
Hearing this, the clerk nodded in agreement.
If you guess right, it’s gold.
A bunch of grapes worth three hundred thousand yuan, what's the difference between that and gold?
Oh yes, there is indeed a difference. It is more precious than gold.
Gold can be bought in a gold shop, but this kind of grapes cannot be bought even if you want to. It depends on the other person's mood.
Seeing that the discontent in the store was growing louder, the clerk took out her loudspeaker again.
"Everyone, calm down. The reason this dessert is so expensive is because its ingredients are extremely rare. Our grape steamed cake is still priced at 68 yuan. This hasn't changed."
When they heard that the price of grape steamed cake had not changed, the anger of the person who was furious just now instantly subsided.
The man who had been cursing the loudest just now suddenly changed his expression and yelled at the top of his voice, "I knew you were a good shop with a conscience. Give me a piece of grape steamed cake! No! I want ten!"
The clerk smiled and said, "Sorry, the purchase of grape steamed cake is still limited to one per person."
Just take one portion, as long as you can eat it.
Just at this moment, several cars passed by on the main road outside Jiuweizhai.
Mr. Smith, who was sitting in the car, glanced out accidentally and was completely attracted by the scene.
"What are they doing?" he asked the people around him.
The person sitting next to him was the vice president of Lu Shile's company.
The business deal between the two parties was concluded, and during the time Mr. Smith stayed in the country, he would accompany them for meals and drinks and play the role of host.
Ever since he had the Dragon and Phoenix Soup from Ke Du Zhai last time, Mr. Smith has been completely addicted to the taste.
It feels like it's addictive.
One night when he was staying alone in a hotel, he tossed and turned all night, and the wonderful taste of the dragon and phoenix soup lingered in his mind.
He really wanted to eat such delicious food again, so he asked people to take him to Ke Du Zhai several times in the next few days.
He did get to eat the dragon and phoenix soup as he wished, but unfortunately, the taste was much worse than he remembered.
It’s not that it doesn’t taste good, but the taste was so amazing the first time I ate it that I had no interest in anything else.
The bowl of dragon and phoenix soup in his memory has become the white moonlight in his heart.
Not only him, but also the people who accompanied him were like this.
Life without white moonlight is like a salted fish, with no motivation to move forward.