I became an internet celebrity by running a grocery store

Not long after, the entry of vines in Nanlin Village was popularly searched by netizens. Everyone was discussing everything from vines to strawberries to Zhang Xiaobei's small shop.

His Weibo also flooded with many netizens asking random questions.

Just forget about snacks and Dabai, and ask him about his relationship with Xia Songfeng.Zhang Xiaobei blushed, pretending he didn't see it.He will never disclose his relationship with Xia Songfeng. It's not that he is afraid of anything, but Xia Songfeng's work is sensitive, and he is afraid of affecting him.

Originally, I thought that the heat would pass soon, but unexpectedly after the year, some tourists came to the village one after another, all for the vines.Xia Songfeng took the opportunity to take a few packs of the village's special products and put them in the canteen. It is natural for tourists to visit the small shops at the entrance of the village. When they see the special products, they will probably bring a few packs.

Strawberries in Nanlin Village are also indispensable, and many people come here for it.The villagers pick some and place them at the door of their strawberry sheds every day.The price is still the same as before. Compared with the one in Fuller Supermarket, except for the simpler packaging, which is a transparent plastic bag, everything else is the same.

After the year, Mr. Wang also came to Nanlin Village, planning to talk to Xia Songfeng about expanding production.There was no supply of strawberries at all, Mr. Wang was so impatient as if he was stepping on a hot iron plate, he did not hesitate to fly here.

"If you have any problems here, I can help you solve them."

Seeing Xia Songfeng's hesitant expression, Mr. Wang still thinks there is something wrong with him.

"It's not a big problem, but there are not many young people in the village. If you want to expand production, you have to keep people. But growing strawberries can't compare with working in the city. Although you can stay at home, the wages are too low."

Xia Songfeng stopped talking at this point, Mr. Wang is not a stupid person, he has been in business for so many years, so he can hear the meaning of his words, that is, he wants to raise the price of strawberries.

Mr. Wang is not unhappy about this. After all, the current price of cream strawberries in Nanlin Village is a low-end item in his supermarket.In fact, considering the quality of their fruit and their current reputation, it is absolutely unreasonable to sell it at this price.

But I am a businessman, everything starts from profit.Naturally, the lower the purchase price from him, the better, so why would he take the initiative to raise it up?

But looking at Xia Songfeng's topic today, it seems that it will not go up.And when he came here, he also heard from the secretary that there are quite a few people staring at the strawberries in Nanlin Village now.My own side is not happy anymore, most of the next family is willing to take over.Let's go up if you raise a little money, why bother pushing such a golden pastry that can lay eggs outside.

"I understand what Village Chief Xia means, so what price do you think is more suitable?"

Xia Songfeng looked at him and laughed, "Naturally, what kind of quality should be sold at what price."

Before negotiating with Mr. Wang, an old fox, Xia Songfeng also spent some time doing his homework.He did some research on all the creamy strawberries that are sold well in the market. Whether they are domestic or imported, he listed and compared them one by one in terms of quality and price.Only after doing this did I realize that I was really too real.

The initial pricing was based on the first batch of strawberries. The strawberries at that time were incomparable to the current ones, and 16 yuan a catty was already a very good price.But now the strawberries in their village are not only of good quality and famous, but also have high key nutritional value.This is incomparable to other strawberries, and it is unique.

As the saying goes, scarcity is the most expensive thing, and based on this alone, the price of strawberries in their village is by no means limited to this.

Mr. Wang patted his thigh, "The village head Xia told me to say this, but it's not accurate."

"President Wang has been in business for many years, so he naturally knows more than me."

The two of them kept silent about the exact price, they were testing the number in each other's mind, for fear of losing money.

Mr. Wang looked at Xia Songfeng seriously, as if he didn't expect that this young man was quite knowledgeable and capable, and he didn't hesitate to bargain in front of him.He suddenly admired him a little bit, so he smiled heartily and said, "Okay, since Village Chief Xia thinks highly of me so much, then I'll give us a price."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and compared twice.

Xia Songfeng looked at him and smiled without saying a word.

Mr. Wang took a breath, thinking in his heart that this is dissatisfaction?He thought about it a thousand times, pondered it twice, gritted his teeth and reported the number cruelly, "How about this, it can't go up any more." Mr. Wang felt that his heart hurt a little, but this time it really doubled .

"Okay, Wang is always a real person, so let's make up our mind." Xia Songfeng smiled and shook hands with him.

Looking at his smiling face, Mr. Wang felt that he was cunning and sinister.But there is no way, whoever makes other people's strawberries are of good quality, and he has the capital to negotiate the price, so he can only accept it.

After negotiating the price with Mr. Wang and signing the contract, Xia Songfeng talked about it with the villagers.

During the Chinese New Year, he made a vague statement that he wanted to keep the young people in the village and give him some time to discuss with Mr. Wang to see if the price could be raised.If the profits from growing strawberries were high, those young people would naturally stay in the village, so he didn't need to say anything.

Now holding this contract, Xia Songfeng is full of confidence.That night, I called people from the village to a meeting with the village branch to talk about it.

Everyone was delighted to hear that, especially Huang Mao.

This blind date was very successful, he likes that girl very much, she looks fair and clean.The key family also fell in love with him, but when he proposed to stay in the village after marriage, the girl's family was not happy.

I feel that young people staying in the village are useless and unable to make money. Why don't they go to the city to work while they are young and have the strength.Although the girl fell in love with him, she couldn't bear the brutal resistance of her family, and the two of them have been very sad recently.

Now hearing the news, Huang Mao couldn't be happier.For this purchase price, he is not afraid of working hard to grow a few acres, and at least he can earn [-] to [-] a year, which is no worse than working part-time.

After the meeting, I hurriedly sent a message to the girl to see if there was anything upset about her family this time.

That night, the lights of each house in Nanlin Village were on for a long time, and they were all discussing about planting strawberries, and wanted their children to stay.Although farming is a bit tiring, there is no need to suffer outside.A few members of the family can be reunited, and the children don't have to stay at home all day longing for their parents to come back. This is not a great thing.

In the end, more than a dozen families were determined to stay, and they couldn't wait to set up a greenhouse.Xia Songfeng ordered another batch of strawberry seedlings and planted them in a hurry.

The number of tourists in the village has not decreased at all, and the only bad effect is that the garbage in the back mountain suddenly increased.Colorful plastic water bottles and toilet paper are discarded on the ground, and even the beautiful scenery is discounted because of them.

Xia Songfeng organized the villagers to clean up. Although there was no salary, everyone was not unhappy. They all consciously made a list and supervised each other.

Everyone in Nanlin Village felt that since the vine grew, their village was getting better and better, and that the good luck was brought by the vine.

Cheng Jiao took her grandfather down from the bus and set foot on this land again, Cheng Jiao was quite emotional.When she left, she thought she would never come to this place again, but she didn't expect to be slapped in the face after just a few months.

However, compared to the last time when she came with work and tasks, she felt much more relaxed this time, because this time she brought her grandpa to play.

As for why he traveled so far to play, firstly, he was looking at the beautiful scenery of the vines, and secondly, the old man wanted to see the picture, which was the one hanging on the wall of the canteen.The old man has nothing in his life that he is particularly obsessed with, except calligraphy and painting.No matter how far away I see someone I like, I want to go and see it in person, especially after I get older, I feel that I look less and less, and I become more and more obsessed.

"Xiao Ni, where are you going?" Mr. Cheng asked, shaking his granddaughter's arm.

Cheng Jiao looked around for a week, and was also a little dazed.The last time I came with my colleagues, she followed the big team.This time I brought my grandfather alone, I really don't know what to do.

"It's okay, just let's go out and take a taxi." Nanlin Village is so famous now, there should be quite a few people who know about it, and they came out as soon as they inquired.

She helped the old man out of the bus station unhurriedly, and saw several tricycles parked outside the door, all of them were waving at the two of them, and shouted, "Do you want to go to Nanlin Village? Walk."

Cheng Jiao was overjoyed, and quickly helped the old man over, "Go, how much?"

The man opened the car door, "It's 15 yuan, it's the same price, you get in the car and I'll pull you over right now."

Cheng Jiao's face immediately wrinkled when she heard the price, she remembered that it wasn't so expensive last time.But now, with the old man, he tossed all the way and didn't want to waste his tongue because of the fare, so he got on the car.

The vehicle is driving on the mountain road at a fast speed, and tourists can be seen coming and going outside through the small windows on the tricycle along the way.Some go by car, and some go up on foot.

The old man looked at it with a little itchy heart, "It's great for us to walk up, look how beautiful the scenery along the way is."

Cheng Jiao looked at him with a smile, "Master, don't look at him walking happily. It takes 40 minutes to walk from the station to the village. You'd better take the bus."

The old man turned his head, with a dissatisfied expression on his face, "When I was young, I could walk for two hours, not to mention 40 minutes."

The two chatted and arrived at the entrance of the village. Cheng Jiao paid the money and took him inside.

"Master, do you want to look at the vines or the calligraphy and painting first?"

"Of course calligraphy and painting."

"Okay." Cheng Jiao naturally knew that he wanted to read calligraphy and painting first, so she deliberately teased him.If it wasn't for that painting, he might not even want to come here.

When the two arrived at the canteen, they saw that there were quite a lot of customers in this small shop.Cheng Jiao opened the curtain and walked in, and warmly greeted Zhang Xiaobei.She wasn't sure if Zhang Xiaobei still remembered her, but seeing his surprised expression, she might still have a little impression of her.

"I'm Cheng Jiao, it seems you still remember me."

"Of course, why did you come here suddenly?"

"Come and see, your Nanlin Village has become an internet celebrity village now."

"No, it's just that the vines are a bit interesting."

The two chatted one sentence at a time, and Mr. Cheng was very dissatisfied with being left aside.He coughed, interrupting their conversation.

"Let's get down to business first." Mr. Cheng urged his granddaughter.

Cheng Jiao successfully received his signal, and hurriedly said: "That's it, this is my grandfather. I really like calligraphy and painting, and I want to see your calligraphy."

"Yes." Zhang Xiaobei greeted the old man politely, and then took down the framed picture behind him and put it on the side cabinet so that the old man could have a closer look.

Old Master Cheng couldn't wait to step forward, took out a magnifying glass from his pocket, and looked at it for half an hour.

"Young man, where did you come from?" The old man suddenly tugged at his arm and asked, his expression mixed with surprise and joy.

Zhang Xiaobei was stunned for a few seconds by his sudden question, and said in a daze, "Given it to me by a friend, what's the matter?"

The hand of the old man holding the magnifying glass trembled with excitement, "This looks like the authentic work of the calligrapher Suo Jing."