After I Picked Up the Immortal Bottle

Chapter 7: Oranges sell well

The big yellow dog wagged its tail with a smug look, and threw the bitten rabbit in front of Li Zhe.

Li Zhe stretched out his hand and patted its head: "Yes, I will go back at noon to get you rabbit meat."

He was very surprised. The dog catching rabbits was a dream. People in the mountains needed to catch rabbits. In the past, Li Zhe used to get this stuff when he had time, so he could often eat it.

Now, even the big yellow dog at home can catch rabbits.

Hearing the praise, the big yellow dog's tail wagged even more happily. The big Tibetan mastiff behind him also stretched his tongue and stared at the rabbit on the ground. This guy is probably hungry. If the big yellow dog and Li Zhe were not nearby, I'm afraid it would be straightforward. Eat it raw.

One morning, Li Zhe was using the bucket of water purified from the Yujing bottle to water the orange trees, watering almost 20 trees.

When I returned soon after noon, I found that the first few orange trees watered had changed significantly.

The orange leaves are green and shiny, and they become vigorous. The small oranges hanging on them have obviously grown a lot, and they are about to be sold.

Reaching out and picking one, just peeling off the skin, a refreshing fragrance floated out, and people couldn't help drooling.

Breaking apart the orange petals of the yellow orange orange, Li Zhe stuffed a petal into his mouth and bit it into pieces. Suddenly the indescribable refreshment exploded in his mouth. The sweetness and sourness, the perfect taste ratio, made him feel refreshed. It's shaking the sky.

"I'll go, it's delicious!"

Li Zhe vowed that he had never eaten such a delicious orange!

He swallowed the whole orange in twos or twos, then took off a few of them and ate them all. Looking at the rhubarb and Tibetan mastiff that he looked up and drooling at him, he threw a few petals to them.

"The oranges on the market now are small and sour sheds. There are no such delicious oranges. If they are sold in the market, they will be sold at a high absolute price. There are about four to five hundred small oranges in an orange tree. It’s almost a hundred catties. If you sell for five yuan per catty, it’s not right. Such a delicious orange should be sold for ten yuan, and each one can sell for one thousand!"

Li Zhe thought about it, and his heart was hot.

Selling wild ginseng and roses have made him a fortune, but this kind of income is not lasting. It is hard to find wild ginseng. Needless to say, roses are easy to buy and can be watered and transformed with a jade bottle. The source is a big problem, so the management of orchards, vegetable plots, fish ponds, etc. is the fundamental.

After returning home for a hurried meal at noon, Li Zhe ran to the orange field again.

Purified the water with a Yujing bottle and irrigated all the fruit trees. His parents had been looking after the fish pond all day, so no one noticed how he tossed.

When it was about to fall in the afternoon, Li Zhe began to pick oranges. He picked seven or eight hundred catties of oranges in one go, put them all into bamboo baskets, put them on a flatbed cart, and pushed them to his home in the mountain.

The oranges were expected to take more than a month to mature, so the parents knew that he had picked so many oranges, but they were very angry. When I saw the plump and attractive oranges in the bamboo basket, I was surprised.

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The next day, Li Zhe refused his father's help and drove the small broken van at home alone, pulling a basket of oranges to the morning market in the county.

The morning market farmer's market is crowded with people. Before, he used to come here to sell things. He was familiar with the road and found a good spot on the street. Then he stopped and started to move oranges on the ground to set up a stall.

There was a tricycle selling fruits on the opposite side, which also contained oranges. The young stall owner glanced at Li Zhe with an unfriendly look.

Li Zhe saw that the oranges on his stall were obviously shed goods, and they were small. They were making money off-season. The cardboard next to him was written ‘Oranges 8 yuan/jin’, and he was overjoyed.

The broken oranges are all sold for eight yuan. Isn't it appropriate to sell your own oranges for a dozen yuan?

After removing a few bamboo baskets, Li Zhe sat in the van and played with his mobile phone. He was so confident about his oranges.

"You two don't move, just stay there!"

Two silly dogs in the car who were taken out of the car because they were worried, wanted to stick their heads out of the car, but Li Zhe slapped them back.

The big yellow dog tilted his head innocently, stuck out his tongue to please, and sniffed from time to time, as if he was starving. The same is true for Tibetan Mastiffs. Li Zhe was anxious when he came out in the morning and didn't feed them properly, only fed them with water.

Li Zhe peeled an orange and threw it to them, and heard a voice in the car: "Hey, boy, how do you sell this orange?"

Hearing that the business was coming, Li Zhe hurriedly got out of the car and said with a smile: "Oranges are fifteen yuan per catty. They are grown at home. They are very sweet. You can taste them."

Upon hearing this price, the two aunts who walked to the stall immediately stared: "Fifteen a catty, why don't you grab the money? I just bought it the day before yesterday, five dollars a catty..."

Especially when I saw the image of Li Zhe, wearing a straw hat, flip-flops, and shorts, a typical image of a farmer in a farm village, I was even more contemptuous, muttering: "The country boy is crazy about money."

Li Zhe rolled his eyes, don't buy, don't buy, why do you say so much? He didn't bother to explain to them how unusual his orange was.

"Oranges, oranges are eight yuan, come and have a look, they are cheap and delicious! Not cheating!"

When the young man at the stall opposite heard Li Zhe's orange bid for fifteen, he almost didn't laugh, and immediately shouted loudly.

Sure enough, the two aunts walked over when they heard the shout, began to bargain, finally tasted, frowned and bought two catties.

With the income, the young man at the stall gave Li Zhe a provocative look.

"..."

Li Zhe couldn't stand the young man's pride. He picked up an orange from the bamboo basket and slapped it away. In an instant, a strong and fresh orange scent spread around and couldn't stop it.

This fragrance, like a clear spring flowing in the desert, makes people smell it, and the spirit is shocked.

Many people closed their eyes and sniffed intoxicated, and soon followed the fragrance. Even the two aunts who had just paid for the young oranges from the stall looked back.

One of the aunts looked at the half-eaten oranges in her hand, feeling really not good, and then walked back with the basket.

"This orange is also eight yuan a catty, so I'll need a few more catties. The market is about to disperse, your broken oranges will rot if you can't sell them."

Li Zhe smiled triumphantly: "Now the oranges are 20 yuan a jin, and they are not sold for a penny. If I can't sell them, I will take them back and give them away. The oranges were picked in the morning and won't be rotten for ten and a half months... "

Brother is a grudge, saying that I am a broken orange, and I have to buy it after I am despised. If you want to buy it, I will not sell it!

"Hey, didn't you just sell it for 15? Why turned around and it was 20. This rotten orange sells for 20. Why don't you go to heaven!"

"Okay, let's go. The forest is big and there are all kinds of birds. There are a few orange trees in the house. I want to take the opportunity to make some money. Some oranges are sold at the market."

"This rotten orange is 20 a catty, and a fool buys it."

The two aunts had already despised Li Zhe to the extreme, and they kept scolding the local turtle and the hillbilly.

Li Zhe smiled lazily, took a bite of the oranges, and yelled, "I sell oranges for 20 yuan a catty. They don't taste good and don't need money."

A young couple passed by and hesitated when they smelled the refreshing fragrance of oranges. Li Zhe directly handed over half an orange and said, "Taste it, don't buy it if it tastes good, buy it if it tastes good."

The boy took it and handed it to the girl. The girl opened a flap and put it in her mouth and bit it open, her eyes lit up: "Wow, wow, delicious!"

Hearing the girl marveling, the boy saw the opportunity to show his courtesy, and said to Li Zhe boldly: "Here is two catties, no, ten catties!"

"Okay, wait a minute!" Li Zhe replied happily and moved out the electronic scale.

After paying two hundred yuan, the girl looked at Li Zhe and said, "Boss, give two more. Twenty per catty is too expensive!"

After the first order came out, Li Zhe was also in a good mood. Seeing the two aunts next to him looked upset and foolish, he smiled and said, "I will give you four!"

"Thank you, boss!" The little couple picked out four oranges that were obviously larger, and ate them directly.

The people onlookers who saw the two of them were eating happily, they suddenly yelled.

"Boss, give me a taste."

"I will buy it too!"

A few minutes later, dozens of kilograms of oranges were sold, and the whole street was filled with a fresh and good smell of oranges.

"Hey, eight hundred yuan will be credited!"

Li Zhe was counting the money like a money fan, and a clear and sweet voice came into his ears: "Boss, how many oranges do you have, I want a hundred catties!"

Li Zhe looked up and found that it was a pretty woman wearing black sportswear and white fashionable headphones. She was standing at the side of the booth. She seemed to have just tasted an orange, and her apricot eyes lit up.

A touch of surprise flashed in Li Zhe's eyes. This woman was so outstanding. Her face was pure and delicate, and she was still wearing subtle sweat. She was rosy in the white. She should have just been running in the morning. Can't cover up that curvaceous tall figure.

"There are some oranges, but my oranges are not wholesale, so I can't buy a hundred catties cheap, I sold dozens of catties in a few minutes." Li Zhe said with a smile.

"Well, it's okay. Can I pay with Alipay? I didn't bring cash."

Li Zhe nodded, removed a few more baskets from the car, and finally weighed it, a total of 103 jin, which was calculated as 100 jin to the woman.

Two thousand yuan was transferred to Alipay. The woman said to find someone to move, and Li Zhe was also busy greeting other guests. There were more and more people around the booth, and it was a little too busy.

Soon, the pretty woman rushed over with two young people like hotel attendants, and carried a hundred catties of oranges into a commercial vehicle.

After eating another orange, the pretty woman tilted her head for a moment and asked Li Zhe: "Brother, leave a contact information. If I still need it, I will call you."

Li Zhe nodded repeatedly after hearing this. The other party is obviously a big customer. If it can become a long-term channel, it will be more convenient to sell oranges in the future.

"Well, I don't have a business card, so please write down my phone number."

The phone numbers were exchanged, and the woman put on the headphones again and continued running.

Oranges are still very popular even at 20 jin, although most of them are sold at one jin and two jin.

In comparison, the stall on the opposite side seems to be a very good one. The young man selling fruit couldn't sit still, and walked over and whispered: "Brother, where did your oranges come from wholesale? Talk to brother."

No one was interested in his stall, and he didn't sell a few catties of fruit in an hour. Of course, he was jealous when he saw Li Zhe's hot sales here.

Li Zhe curled his lips. Who else is your brother? Just forgot after provoking him?

I ignored them and continued to sell oranges.

An anger flashed across the youth's face, and he said coldly: "Well, believe it or not, I won't even be in this stall tomorrow."

Oh, threaten me?

Li Zhe hooked the corner of his mouth, turned around and pulled the door with his backhand. Suddenly the rhubarb and the Tibetan mastiff Dahei stretched out their heads, staring at the young man faintly.

"Fuck me!" The young man was so scared that his three souls were scared, Nima, the Tibetan mastiff without the chain, this is crazy! There was no way to pretend to be too frightened and ran into the crowd in a panic.

"Haha, threaten me? Do you think you are a city manager? Pretend to be forced?"

Li Zhe was about to close the car door again, thinking about it suddenly felt wrong, why the two dogs didn't look hungry, they were almost hungry just now.

He turned around and glared at them fiercely, "Don't steal the oranges!"

The big yellow dog took a step back quickly, and then wagged his tail to look in other directions, with a guilty conscience. As for the Tibetan mastiff, there was a piece of orange peel on the corner of his mouth, which looked like a mentally retarded person. Li Zhe suddenly turned black when he saw this scene. Up!

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