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A Divine Farmer - Chapter 70

Published at 26th of April 2024 06:00:06 AM


Chapter 70

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C70 – Stopping Me from Selling Vegetables

Initially, he assumed things would flow effortlessly without a worry. However, he encountered unexpected hurdles right from the start.

This realization dawned upon Zhang Xiaoloong, understanding that despite his proficiency in vegetable cultivation, transforming it into a sustainable business or career required extensive learning.

It wasn’t an exaggeration to liken himself to a primary school student in commerce, yet in reality, he might only be at a kindergarten level.

Fortunately, time was still on his side, allowing him to gradually acquire the necessary knowledge.

Opting for accommodation in a random hotel, he rose at dawn on the second day, transporting his vegetables to the wholesale market.

Fortunately, the vegetables he cultivated boasted excellent quality. Even after a day in storage, they remained fresh and tender, indistinguishable from freshly picked produce. Unlike ordinary vegetables, which typically wilted within a day in storage.

Zhang Xiaoloong bided his time, observing which vendors appeared to be supplying renowned establishments.

In truth, he lacked experience in this domain and felt he was relying on luck. Yet, with no other recourse, he pressed forward.

“Where’s your boss? These vegetables are subpar. Presenting them like this, I’ll be rebuked by my employer,” a young man in his twenties grimaced, pointing at the produce dispatched by a wholesale company.

Zhang Xiaoloong kept his distance from the altercation, here to sell vegetables like everyone else. Any hint of encroachment on others’ business could have dire consequences.

Nonetheless, Zhang Xiaoloong possessed heightened senses compared to ordinary folk. Despite the distance, he discerned the exchange clearly.

Shortly after, what seemed like a middle manager hurried over from another stall, offering a cigarette to the disgruntled youth.This chapter is updated by nov(e)(l)biin.com

“Brother Xizi, admittedly, the quality of these goods is lacking. Please bear with us; we can discuss pricing once more. You’re taking a risk, Brother Xizi, and I can’t allow you to incur losses,” the middle manager placated, slipping something into the young man’s pocket.

Despite his instincts, he accepted the vegetable, bringing it to his nose for a sniff. A fresh aroma greeted him, convincing him of the quality. Thus, he tentatively took a small bite.

“How is it? I wasn’t misleading you!” Zhang Xiaoloong couldn’t help but grin upon seeing the other’s consumption.

He had feared the other might refuse to eat. Once the individual tasted the dish, reluctance for a second serving would be dispelled.

Xizi was utterly flabbergasted. Having worked in the hotel industry for years, often in high-end establishments, he thought he’d sampled all sorts of delicacies. Yet, this dish was truly exceptional!

Mere moments ago, he stewed over Boss Kui’s actions. Now, after a bite, that matter faded from his thoughts.

“How many varieties do you have? What’s the price?” Xizi’s voice quivered, his eyes fixed on the dish in Zhang Xiaoloong’s hand.

Setting aside the astounding potential of this dish once prepared, just acquiring all the dishes Zhang Xiaoloong held could likely stave off any queries from the boss. Even if he disclosed buying such dishes, the inferior batch likely wouldn’t be questioned upon return.

Chefs prized top-quality ingredients, and Xizi believed any chef tasting this dish would rue not using it in their preparations!

“For today, that’s all. But I have a vegetable greenhouse, approximately...” Zhang Xiaoloong estimated, “Supplying 100 catties of vegetables daily shouldn’t pose an issue.”

“That quantity won’t suffice,” Xizi mused, then comprehension dawned. Such premium vegetables, even in limited quantity, could command a premium price. “What’s your proposal regarding pricing?”

Zhang Xiaoloong had been making rounds. He was aware of prices, yet deciding his produce’s selling price wasn’t straightforward.

Setting it too low would demean the quality. Conversely, if too high, the hotel might balk at purchasing.

“You’re knowledgeable in this realm. Why not suggest a price?” Zhang Xiaoloong probed, seeking insight into the other’s background.

As long as the figure wasn’t exorbitant, he could agree and take the initial step.




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