Song Tan Jishi

 Zhang Wangjiaxin said that reading more is still useful! Song Tan took care of the fields a little and got some imported fertilizer, and the food in the fields tasted better than before.

No wonder people still buy imported fruits because they are so expensive!

Tian Tian also laughed and explained to Lao Zhao: "Uncle Zhang's kudzu is considered wild, and I never take care of it. In previous years, when I dug it, I couldn't dig it all out at once, so I couldn't use an excavator. This was done manually." So tired."

“Furthermore, although we sell it for 88 per catty, to be honest it’s worth it, because the kudzu has been growing for who knows how many years… If we plant it again next year and sell it again, the price won’t be as high.”

"Yes, yes!" Zhang Wang's family nodded quickly: "That's the truth! You are right!"

He looked at Tian Tian and said cheerfully: "The grandson who drives the excavator is your date, right? Honest! He is a down-to-earth kid with good vision!"

 Much better than the children in Mao Zhu’s family that week!

Tian Tian was a little embarrassed. Looking at Lao Zhao's gossipy eyes next to him, he quickly changed the subject.

  Turning around, he started editing the announcement on the computer again:

“Qiaoqiao’s fans are so loyal. What we did today was very inadequate. Let’s apologize on the platform first.”

“People trust us and are willing to spend money for us, but we can’t let it go... But there really is nothing to sell this year... We’ll see in the future.”

 …

Although Tian Tian only came to help temporarily, Party Secretary Xiao Zhu seemed to really want to run this well, so he paid special attention to it.

At this moment, several people were tightly wrapping up the kudzu powder. Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, struggled for a long time, then looked at the apology statement on the page, and finally decided -

 “Let’s do a fan feedback.”

“Our fans all come from Qiaoqiao, and a live broadcast cannot be completely stable. At this time, hunger marketing happens again, which can easily ruin the goodwill.”

 “The top priority is that this account is not trying to make money, but to maintain reputation.”

Of course Tian Tian has no problem with giving back to fans. She just sighed: "Where are there so many good-quality things? If we had the goods, we wouldn't be like this!"

 Zhang Wang's family was listening to the side and seemed to understand. At this moment, he hesitated and asked: "Should I not wholesale the kudzu powder to others?"

Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, came to his senses and quickly comforted him: "No, no, you can see the money immediately when you go wholesale, and you don't have to pack it. If you can, you must leave."

 After all, farmers like Uncle Zhang only work hard to make money. Fans, traffic, and long-term plans are not what they will consider.

For example, 1,400 kilograms of arrowroot money was transferred through Song Tan just now, but those sold in online stores take 7-14 days to get the money back.

Don’t underestimate this half-month period. There are too many uncertainties, and it also involves returns and after-sales services. The energy cost is far more than that of wholesalers.

It’s a pity that no matter what idea you come up with, it’s hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. Until Brother Zhang drove his car outside the yard and first unloaded bundles of small cardboard boxes.

 “Here, connect this to the computer and place an order directly.”

 He took the player down, found a stool to sit on, and began to tear off the tape and glue the box together. As I continued to do it, I always felt that everyone looked a little serious:

“What’s going on? The online store’s sales are not ideal today?”

 “Ideal! It’s so ideal!” Xiaozhu, the branch secretary, frowned.

“Hundreds of thousands of fans were waiting. We promoted the effect well, but when it came to the shelves, we found that it was not sold enough, and the comments were filled with resentment.”

“Oh!” Nowadays, there are also live broadcasters in town, and Brother Zhang knows a little bit about it: “Nowadays, netizens don’t follow hunger marketing anymore. If you do this, you will easily lose followers.”

 That’s what I’m worried about! Party Secretary Xiao Zhu told him the matter: "Do you have any ideas?"

"What can I do?" Brother Zhang rubbed his hands: "Ask Song Tan! She has a lot of good things, and Qiao Qiao is the ancestor of hunger marketing!"

That’s different.

　　Everyone knows that Lao Song's products win purely by quality. At that price, if they are sold for takeout, everyone who has tasted them knows that they can be sold at a higher price.

There are reasons for this "hungry". First, the output of high-quality products is naturally low, and second, even if you can't grab it, you can't bear to miss it.

 What if?

As for Zhang Wang's family's arrowroot powder, including the agricultural products from the future village, in terms of taste, it is much better than what is on the market, but it will never be something that people can't give up.

But the truth is this, when it was time to eat in the evening, Xiao Zhu, who was freezing, still asked this question.

 This is difficult for Song Tan: "There is really nothing to sell!"

Twenty to three hundred thousand fans, even if you exclude some superficial ones, there are still 100,000 people who can pay for it, right?

 For people like them, what can they sell that can sell 100,000 orders in one go? Counting rice grains?

 Only Grandma Tang looked at her hands subconsciously: "Can't hand cream work?"

 Hand cream, of course, won’t work! After all, we can only make 8,000 pieces at most!

Before Song Tan could shake her head, she continued: "Didn't you originally plan to make a 30g portion? Since this is fan feedback, I'll see if you have the courage to win them all."

“Each person is limited to one order, and each order is 2 grams. This greasy look is just enough to make a hand mask for one night.”

With this calculation, doesn’t the amount of 120,000 servings come out?

“But it costs a lot of money... We can’t let Song Tan suffer, right?”

8,000 pieces, 188 for a single piece... Although Xiaozhu, the party secretary, is not short of money, he doesn’t have the courage.

“Teacher Tang, this live broadcast room is not my private room. I can’t put one or two million in it, right?”

Teacher Tang frowned: "Don't look at business behavior with your own eyes - do you know how rare it is for an anchor with millions of fans like Qiao Qiao to attract traffic? And it can achieve an effect of close to 300,000 fans. This is all true. Fans!”

"Have you ever considered how much this kind of marketing costs at one time? The minimum is six figures, and it has to be in the top six or six - he would have suffered a big loss."

Xiao Zhu Zhishu blushed instantly and was speechless. It wasn't that she didn't understand, it was just that she didn't dare to think too much.

She doesn’t get any profit from this online store, and she still has to bear the pressure from her superiors. People who are engaged in politics have to be confused when they should pretend to be confused.

“Besides, who asked you to add one or two million to it?”

"You prepare 100,000 copies, which is more than 6,000 hand creams, and sell them for 11.9 yuan or 12.9 yuan each... How many thousands of dollars will you lose inside and outside? How many fans can you attract? Can you apply for these tens of thousands of promotional fees? Come down?"

　　Wow!

Xiao Zhu, Party Secretary, just wanted to hug Teacher Tang’s thigh!

Song Tan was the only one who stared blankly: "Um... I also promised fans that I would sell the hand cream in the live broadcast room. Why should I sell it to the village?"

Teacher Tang raised his eyebrows: "The official cooperation of Yunqiao Village, the two parties will jointly broadcast live, and the village party secretary will endorse you. The live broadcast case will even be compiled into a report. If you are lucky, it will be mentioned in the report as a new agricultural development model. It is not impossible to use internal reference in the mouth..."

At this moment, the little old lady wearing a pink coat was filled with a different kind of brilliance:

“Just tell me what you want to do in the future, and do you need local policy support and resource allocation?”

 Update 2, I guess I won’t be able to add more updates this month. After all, I have to go out and save the manuscript (although it is still in a failed state)

Grandma Tang: If there are people in the court, they must be upright. Can't we seize this great situation quickly?

 Hand cream: This is not over yet!