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Seeing that things fell into a predicament, Zhang Huaijin didn't say anything. Instead, she sat next to her and looked at it thoughtfully.

Seeing what Song Lin is doing next to him, listening to what the old man said, to be honest, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

But I don’t know how to help. Helping a person sounds simple, but it’s hard to do it.

Song Lin stepped forward and took out a bank card and placed it in front of the old man.

He said softly: "There is 100,000 yuan in it, and the fruits in it are enough for us to buy. As for you, these fruits are being prepared for us to send away."

"But don't let us find something bad, or that you want to lose weight. Otherwise, we will cancel cooperation with you."

The uncle took his bank card and waved quickly.

Said: "Oh, don't give the money in a hurry, why do you give it in a hurry? When we deliver the goods, if you check it correctly, you can pay the money."

Zhang Huaijin reached out and took the bank card and chuckled lightly.

"In this case, you can arrange for someone to pull the fruit over now. As long as you can ensure that the quality is good and there are no problems, we will often repurchase your fruits in the future."

Now Zhang Huaijin has a bit of confidence, and even his lover and Sun Zhe have already said it.

The fruit shop must be able to develop, so just don’t say anything, just press the scalp and go to work.

As soon as the uncle heard what he said, he rushed out in a hurry, and quickly called his family over.

He said loudly: "In case you don't go around there, come and harvest them quickly. A customer said that they are going to buy these fruits."

After speaking, he shouted loudly there, and the people at home quickly gathered.

The uncle also had two sons, and the two children were there to help harvest Zhang Huaijin, and they looked very interested.

He wanted to step forward and help, but the uncle next to him said quickly.

"Oh, you are a distinguished guest. This has saved the urgency in our village. I said that as long as the village chief in our village has money, then the lives of these people will not be a problem."

When Zhang Huaijin heard what he said, she opened her mouth to ask something, but what she didn't expect was that the uncle next to her had already left, and she didn't say anything to them.

He planned to turn his head and leave here, and began to pack up things, leaving Zhang Huaijin alone with a dazed expression.

Zhang Huaijin realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly said, "What the hell is going on in this matter? Tell me about it. I think we might understand some problems."

Song Lin on the side also felt a little confused.I found someone on the side of the road and asked.

This said softly: "Oh, this person is indeed the village chief in their village, but their village economy is really too backward, and some people don't even get 1,000 yuan a month."

Zhang Huaijin was stunned. The expression on the whole person was a bit complicated, and he didn't know what to do. Indeed, he knew a lot about being poor.

He also knows that many places are very poor, but he never thought that someone could earn more than 1,000 yuan a month, which made him a little helpless and didn't know what to do.

Today, the left hand has exceeded his expectations, making him wonder what to do.

Zhang Huaijin turned her head and looked over and said, "Then you can cooperate with them, and I will go to other places in the village."

There are also many people in the village,

But the clothes worn by these people were all the same, which made Zhang Huaijin feel a little uncomfortable looking at it.

He stepped forward and stopped one of the men, and said, "I want to ask you, where do you usually send these unsold fruits?"

Hearing what he said, the person next to him gave a slight shock and quickly said, "Oh, you don't know anything about it. The village chief does all of this."

"We don't have any right to speak, but what is certain is that these fruits are sold at low prices, and the middlemen keep the prices of our fruits very low, and then sell them to you at high prices. I'm used to it."

While speaking, he sighed softly there.

Zhang Huaijin paused and continued to ask.

"It's like mangosteen, you should know, I saw that there are people in your village who are planting there, but why don't many people buy your mangosteen? How much is it when you sell it?"

As soon as the person next to him heard this, he immediately replied.

"It's usually three yuan per jin, because these things are very simple when they grow up, and they don't need to be taken care of there."

"But I don't know what you think about 10 yuan and 20 yuan and 1 jin in your supermarket. The price difference made by these middlemen is really too much."

Now Zhang Huaijin felt a little surprised, because he had also eaten mangosteen.

This mangosteen contains only some white meat, almost all of which are shells. If you eat too much, you will get angry.

But he had seen the cheapest price, which was 12 yuan per catty, and it was already like this at a glance.

Zhang Huaijin took a peek and said softly: "In this case, do you know who sells mangosteen, let me see what it tastes like, if it tastes good, then I will pay for some."

When the young man heard him say this, he immediately became excited, and said quickly: "Then you can go with me quickly."

After finishing talking, he couldn't wait to pull Zhang Huaijin and walked over. As soon as Zhang Huaijin entered, he saw white foam boxes all over the floor. Inside the foam boxes were all kinds of mangosteens, with ice and water in them.

Zhang Huaijin subconsciously thought that this was just coming out, so he wanted to go up.

Unexpectedly, the young man next to him stretched out his hand and shook his head: "You can't eat this kind of thing. This is something that the black-hearted vendors don't give us. Put this additive and these ice water together. It can be stored for a longer time.

After listening to his explanation, Zhang Huaijin quickly withdrew his hand, and the whole person felt even more surprised, not knowing what to do.

Only when he saw the man drag him to another place, he took out a few mangosteens and handed it to him, saying, "This is really fresh stuff. Can you taste it?"

Zhang Huaijin took the mangosteen and started to eat a few bites. It really tasted very good, not particularly sweet, but delicious.