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Chapter 4 Amazing Quality

Today’s first business! Chen Xiaomu quickly spoke, “Of course it’s delicious, how much do you want?”

"Give me twenty pounds!"

Sister Qing originally wanted to buy a few kilograms from him to try it out, so she would be considered as paying him a compensation, but when she saw Chen Xiaomu's anxious look, she felt soft and she would buy twenty kilograms.

Maybe, what are the difficulties in others' homes?

"Sister Qing, why are you buying so many?"

The woman in white was dissatisfied when she heard this, "The things here are definitely not delicious, and it is a waste to buy them. I'm sorry for your picky stomach."

"What do you know?"

Chen Xiaomu said while saying, "I am the most delicious passion fruit. Here, I can't find a second passion fruit like me."

The woman in white sneered, it was such a joke, and she couldn't find it.

"For you..." Weigh twenty kilograms and pack them up, "This is twenty kilograms, so I think you are a good person, so I will charge you a little cheaper, thirty yuan per kilogram."

Originally, Sister Qing was already preparing to get the money. Passion fruit is usually ten to twelve yuan per pound, and golden passion fruit, at most twenty-five yuan per pound. This is already the best quality passion fruit.

But unexpectedly, Chen Xiaomu opened his mouth and only cost 30 yuan per pound, and he still gave it a discount?

Sister Qing's face darkened, she was a little displeased, and even disappointed.

Originally, she wanted to help the peasant brother from Maple Leaf Town, but she didn't expect that he was so treacherous.

But since she had said it, she couldn't change it, so she took six hundred yuan and handed it to him, "This is for you."

"Sister, you are stupid!"

The woman in white was so angry that she quickly snatched the money, "He is obviously a cheating person. This kind of passion fruit is at most eight yuan per catty. He said, "You'll give it thirty, will he deserve it?"

"Give it to him!"

Sister Qing didn't want to explain so much, "I said I bought it, that's what I bought it."

The woman in white had no choice but to give the money to Chen Xiaomu.

Chen Xiaomu also saw that Sister Qing was thinking, and she felt a little uncomfortable, so she spoke, "My passion fruit is really different from others. I didn't cheat you, otherwise you can try it."

"No!"

Sister Qing shook her head, no longer interested in talking to him anymore, "No need."

Chen Xiaomu sighed.

The woman in white snorted coldly, and suddenly stepped on the passion fruit that had slipped out of one of them angrily, and sneered, "Different...what is different?

It depends on what kind of passion fruit can a person like you grow!"

Sister Qing felt a little cold and wanted to go in.

But just after the woman in white stepped on the passion fruit, a trace of fragrance suddenly appeared.

This scent soon spread here, and it was immediately smelled by everyone around.

"What does this taste like? It smells so good!"

"That's right, it smells so good that I'm hungry!"

...Sister Qing was extremely sensitive to this and immediately stopped, "What is the fragrance?"

It's so fragrant! And this fragrance is not greasy at all. It's a refreshing fragrance, with a feeling of green mountains and green waters, making people feel refreshed.

"Is this?"

The woman in white raised her legs, picked up the broken passion fruit, and exclaimed.

Sister Qing was stunned and quickly took it over and smelled it, and her face changed immediately.

That's right, it's the fragrance of passion fruit.

What's going on? It's so fragrant! "This..." Sister Qing turned her head and looked at Chen Xiaomu, "You?"

Chen Xiaomu breathed a sigh of relief, took out a fruit knife, cut one through the top, and handed it to her, "Give it a treat."

The aroma is even more intense.

Sister Qing took a look immediately and saw that it was filled with juice.

She took a sip and felt relieved all over, and her taste buds seemed to have undergone a round of baptism.

"This...the best passion fruit!"

For Sister Qing, who is used to eating many top-notch fruits, this taste is something she has never tasted before. She immediately exclaimed and looked at him in horror, "All of them are this quality?"

"Of course!"

Chen Xiaomu said confidently.

Only then did Sister Qing realize that Chen Xiaomu didn't lie to him just now, and the price he gave him was indeed the friendship price.

Such a good-quality passion fruit is usually sold at 40 or 50 yuan per pound. If you enter your own star-rated restaurant, you will definitely double it. The most important thing is that if there is such fruit for fruit plates or juice, then... it will be a step further! I misunderstood him just now! "Little brother, how many such goods do you have?"

She asked apologetically.

"It's all here, about two hundred kilograms!"

Chen Xiaomu turned his head and glanced at the two big bags, and said with a smile, "But I still have a lot at home, so I should be able to pick up thousands of pounds."

"I want it all!"

Sister Qing immediately made up her mind, "In this way, I will give you fifty dollars per pound, and you will sell me all the passion fruits in your house."

Fifty! Chen Xiaomu was shocked. In fact, he felt very tall even at forty, but now when he heard that she was fifty, he realized that he was not thinking too much at all.

As long as the quality is good, these people will not think it is expensive.

"Yes, but fifty...will it be a little taller?"

Chen Xiaomu is not a greedy person either. He knows that if his price is too high, it will not be easy for long-term cooperation.

Sister Qing smiled and thought that this brother was pretty good, so she explained, "Forty is the most suitable price, but things like this may have a premium. The price I give you now is a premium of ten yuan, and I can't say that I bully you. And you can rest assured that although the price I give is high, I can earn back."

After saying this, Chen Xiaomu understood, then she laughed and said with relief, "That's it, then I'll weigh it here..." "No need to weigh it, put it in my car..." Sister Qing was not ready to ask him to weigh it, "All two hundred kilograms, calculated at fifty, it's exactly 10,000 yuan. In this way, I'll give you 10,000 yuan."

As she said that, she asked Chen Xiaomu's account and immediately transferred 10,000 yuan to him.

It's refreshing! Chen Xiaomu saw that she was so refreshing, and without thinking, he immediately came to his car with two bags of passion fruit. He put the things on the car without blushing.

The woman in white was shocked. This person was so strong.

"This is my business card..." Sister Qing was also a little surprised. The young man was very strong, but she was even happier. "Give me a number, tomorrow morning, I will go to your place. If you pick the passion fruit, I will let the truck come and pull it. At that time, how many pounds you weigh, I will give you money at a price of fifty. By the way, the most important thing is that I want that quality."

"Don't worry, you won't let you down."

Chen Xiaomu was also a little excited.

I really hit it, so I can have my own sales.
Chapter completed!
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