Aspiring Food Supplier

"But the division of the program group must be intentional."

"I think, no matter who the program team cheats on, they will definitely not cheat Xiaorui." Xiaozhu rubbed his chin, "This morning, when you went to ask for money, you just called Xiao Rui, and the program team obediently paid the money. I’m afraid this has never happened in the history of yearning, right?”

"Indeed." He Jiong nodded, it was true that he hadn't.

"So, normally speaking, Xiaorui's group should have the greatest advantage."

"In terms of popularity, their group has no advantage at all..."

"So, the advantage must lie elsewhere."

……

Soon, the three groups all arrived at their destinations.

Morong Town, which is the town to which Wengcao Village belongs, Ling Rui and others got out of the car and saw a fairly familiar town. Looking around, they were the only group, "Mr. He and the others didn't come?"

"Hey, are we the only ones here? What about Teacher Huang and Teacher He?" Peng Peng was puzzled.

Ling Rui narrowed his eyes, "Teacher He and my master's car, did you see it later?"

Peng Peng and Zifeng shook their heads.

"The program team is playing tricks." Ling Rui said indifferently, "Let's go, move the radish down and start working."

……

Guzhang County, a county-level city above Wengcao Village, welcomed two groups of stars in the vegetable market.

"Hey, you are here!" Huang Lei looked at He Jiong and the others with a smile, "Where are Xiao Rui and the others?"

"I didn't see it, isn't it in front of you?" He Jiong was puzzled, looking at the group of seniors.

"It seems that Xiaorui and the others are not in the same place as us." Huang Lei touched his chin, "The program team is going to punish people!"

"No matter how much it is, let's work first!" Sun Honglei said, "Facing them, we are under a lot of pressure."

"it is good."

……

Ling Rui and Peng Peng worked together to move the jar out of the trunk, put it on the trolley, and pushed it to the market.

Because there are a few photographers behind, Peng Peng and the others are also watched by the people here. Most people in the town know that they yearn to record programs here, so they are not too obsessed with Peng Peng and the others The star chasing behavior is just a few more glances.

"Brother, should we put it here?" Peng Peng stopped the cart and looked at the people around him who silently began to increase.

Ling Rui nodded, "Yes."

So Ling Rui released the cardboard box that he had already prepared to write: pickled radish, 10 yuan catty.

"Brother Rui, is this price too expensive?" Zifeng was a little worried. In her opinion, pickled radishes are not worth much money.

Ling Rui shook his head, "It's not expensive."

In Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou, ordinary pickled radishes in the vegetable market cost more than ten yuan per catty, not to mention, this is not ordinary.

This price was something Ling Rui had thought about.

Ordinary people will feel that it is expensive, but they will not feel that they cannot afford it.

And, it's worth the price.

"Go to the grocery store and buy a plate, then buy a pack of toothpicks, wash them and come here." Ling Rui ordered Peng Peng.

"it is good."

Big Killer for Selling Food: Free Tasting!

Chapter 121 120. Lost

After one night, the pickled radish sticks are perfectly flavored.

When Ling Rui opened the lid of the jar, the sour smell wafted out.

After all, it is a high-grade seasoning exchanged from the system. Although the sour smell is sour, it greatly stimulates people's taste buds and at the same time makes the mouth water.

"Brother Rui, has it become so fragrant after one night?" Zifeng asked, swallowing his saliva, and at the same time, several people beside him started to stop.

"Because the molecules have been moving all night." Ling Rui smiled, and then narrowed his eyes. He didn't expect that the high-grade vinegar exchanged from the system would become a little different after one night. Kind, a different kind of mellow fragrance.

Sure enough, high-grade seasoning is not only because of the high concentration of acetic acid, but also because of the aroma of vinegar.

After a night of deliberation, the advantages are very obvious.

After a while, Peng Peng came over with a plate and a toothpick, "Brother Rui."

Ling Rui nodded, and took out a soup spoon and a colander that had been washed in the basket and used them as tools.

He took out a portion of radish sticks and put them on a plate, "That's fine."

"Do you really want to shout? Brother Rui?" Peng Peng looked at Ling Rui and asked.

Ling Rui nodded, "Shout. Let me make a sample first!"

"Everyone who passes by should take a look, take a look! Special hot and sour pickled radish! Crispy and delicious! Try it for free! If it's not delicious, you don't need money!"

Peng Peng and Zifeng smirked at the side, but soon, Peng Peng also started to shout, "Pass by and take a look!"

"Try it for free!"

“No food, no money!”

"It's only 10 yuan a catty!"

Looking at the camera next to it, everyone knew that they were recording a program. They felt that 10 yuan a catty of pickled radish was a bit expensive, but the hot and sour taste kept stimulating their taste buds.

"It's really free to try?" An aunt came out and asked.

"Yes, auntie, try it!" Peng Peng pierced a radish stick with a toothpick and handed it over.

The aunt was also unceremonious, took a sip, and then quickly swallowed the rest, "It's delicious! Give me a catty!"

Ling Rui responded with a smile, "That's great!"

Then take out the paper lunch box prepared by the morning program group, put it on the electronic scale, peel it, and then use a colander to scoop out enough radish sticks and weigh them.

"The young man is quite proficient in business." The aunt asked with a smile, her eyes wide open.