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It was getting cold, so Mrs. Feng gathered her family and started to clean up the orchid shed.
After years of expansion, their orchid greenhouse has occupied several large greenhouses. Even when winter comes, the orchids in the greenhouse are still showing off their beauty and beauty.
Mrs. Feng wears labor protection gloves on her hands. She loosens the soil for the orchids, fertilizes them for a while, and carries them back and forth to make room for them.
She looked at the shed full of orchids and suddenly said with emotion: "Oh, the Japanese are bankrupt and don't even come to buy orchids. Who are they going to sell these many orchids to?"
In the past two years, the orchid business between the Feng family and the Japanese has become increasingly sluggish and has gradually gone downhill.
In the past, many of the Japanese people who came to trade orchids with them were bankrupt. Not only did they come to buy orchids, but only a few came to see them. They were also very picky and were no longer as generous as before.
With the bankruptcy trend in Japan, their love for orchids is not that deep, and the greenhouse has not been as lively as before for a long time.
Mrs. Feng looked at a pot of Suxin Orchid and said regretfully: "Such a good orchid can't be sold at a high price. They gave such a low price. I don't want to sell them all. It took so much effort to cultivate Mengmeng." Now that I have these orchids, I will never sell them at a low price or ruin Mengmeng¡¯s feelings.¡±
Mengmeng is also in the greenhouse. She is the main person who grows orchids in the family. How can we miss such an occasion?
I only heard her say to her grandma: "Milk, if you want to sell it, you can sell it cheaper. Anyway, we have a lot of orchids at home."
Mrs. Feng shook her head resolutely and said: "I won't sell it. I could sell it at such a high price before, but now I can't sell it at a lower price. I won't sell it at a discount. I won't make it easier for outsiders."
She looked at the orchids in front of her and said, "Our family can still afford to raise these orchids. It's also good to keep them here and show them to our family."
Brother Rui heard it from the side and couldn't help but think about it. After a while, he said: "Grandma Feng, if you want to sell these orchids, I have a way here."
"What's the solution? Please tell me quickly."
Seeing that everyone¡¯s eyes were attracted to him, Brother Rui smiled and said, ¡°There is no orchid market in Japan anymore, but we can develop the domestic market.¡±
"Domestic? You mean" Mrs. Feng looked at him with some understanding.
Brother Rui nodded and said, "Yes, there are so many rich people in our country now. There are so many local bosses and nouveau riche. They don't have much education. When they are rich, they naturally have to pay attention to it. This orchid is them. A tool that¡¯s fastidious.¡±
Feng Yimin¡¯s eyes lit up when he heard this. He knew those local bosses better than anyone else because he had come into contact with many of them at work.
He immediately said: "Rich people like to be elegant. Our orchids are just what they want. The more uneducated rich people are, the more they love to flaunt themselves as educated. What else can be better than orchids?" What shows your taste even more, Rui¡¯s idea is a good one.¡±
Brother Rui said modestly: "Uncle Feng, I also got inspiration from those in the CEO class. If you are willing, I can help contact them and ask them to buy orchids."
"There is such a good thing, Mrs. Feng is in favor of it with both hands and feet."
She agreed: "That's great. Why didn't I notice those bosses before? They are ready-made customers. Brother Rui, go talk to them and see if they want to buy orchids."
¡°Are you kidding me? Since Brother Rui dared to bring it up, he wouldn¡¯t give those bosses a chance to refuse. Otherwise, where would he put his face?
Brother Rui already has an idea in his mind. He has made up his mind to help the old Feng family sell this batch of orchids, but how to sell them still requires careful attention to strategy.
The bosses of Taoyuan University¡¯s CEO class have recently added a course called ¡°Taste and Cultivation¡±.
Several senior teachers came to teach them, and they talked about all kinds of high-end luxury goods. In a word, they were expensive.
On this day, the teacher came to teach them again, and he spoke so eloquently that he could not stop talking.
"Dear students, as the saying goes, aesthetic ability determines the quality of life. Whether a person has taste in life depends on his hobbies."
The teacher asked his assistant to put out several pots of orchids, pointed at them and said, "Today we are going to talk about orchids."
"Orchid has symbolized the character of a gentleman since ancient times. We say the orchid heart is a symbol of the beauty of the soul. We say the orchid jade treeTake the bus, it¡¯s too sunny here. "
Also, they felt that their skin was painful when they could work hard, which made them uncomfortable with the southerners from the sea.
Although the summer in Taoyuan Village is also hot, no matter how hard the sun shines, it is not so strong. Look at the people on the road, their skin has been tanned.
Brother Rui explained for them: "The altitude of the plateau is high, and the ultraviolet rays are stronger than those over there. Mengmeng, please hold up your umbrella first, and I will go over and hail a taxi."
Brother Yourui stepped forward, and the taxi quickly stopped in front of them. Yunnan's economy was relatively backward, and even the taxi was the most ordinary Xiali. The five of them got in and felt too crowded.
The taxi started slowly, carrying the Feng family on the dirt road in Kunming. There was no scenery to see. There were wild grass on both sides. The grass was growing lushly, but it was a little yellow.
The mountains in the distance are vast and majestic, revealing the majestic momentum of the plateau. They are not as beautiful as the mountains to their south, but they have a different flavor.
The car drove on, and some buildings appeared on the roadside. They were all very old and backward mud houses, low and low. Village children ran past the door. They stopped from time to time, with their big black and white eyes open, and they looked very Looking at the people in the car curiously.
The further the car drove into the city, the more passers-by Mengmeng and the others saw. Most of them were wearing older clothes, and they were colorful, and they had all kinds of styles. You could tell at a glance that they were from ethnic minorities.
Those people also looked at them with relatively strange eyes. After all, there were not many cars on this street, and there were still only a few people who could afford a taxi.
But no matter what, when they looked at Mengmeng and the others, they still smiled innocently, and the colorful ethnic customs of Yunnan were slowly revealed to them. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com