“It’s not just wheat!”

"The farm's wild tea, thatched roots, wild dates, medicinal materials, bamboo shoots, etc. can be sold as specialties."

“The difference is that the free ones have not been processed.”

"I can handle the special ones directly at that time and I can collect the money openly."

Thinking that wheat could be sold as specialties, Wang Zhen was like opening the Rentong meridians, and instantly thought of a lot of things that could be sold as specialties.

First of all, wild tea.

This thing, Luojiawan, is a plant similar to wild grass.

After drying, the tea brewed is yellow and non-astringent, sweet and delicious.

Especially with flowers, the taste is even more fragrant.

Therefore, among many tourists, it is the most popular thing.

Many tourists even go to the farm specifically to collect it.

The root of the squid.

This is a medicinal material.

It is the root of thatch.

White, node-shaped, with a kind of white sugar cane.

It can be eaten raw, it tastes sweet and delicious, a bit similar to sugar cane.

You can cook tea and give ordinary white water a sweet taste.

More importantly, the tea cooked with it has the effect of clearing heat and detoxifying, and can cure excessive liver fire.

Therefore, it is especially popular among elderly tourists, and every time I leave, I will dig a lot.

Wild dates.

This is a kind of date that grows on the farm soil cliff.

Not big, but tastes sweet and sour.

Therefore, it is also called sour jujube.

It has the functions of stomach-enhancing, digestion and replenishing qi and blood.

July is exactly the stage of its maturity.

Whether it is the elderly, children, or adults, they all like to eat.

Seriously.

If it weren't for the many thorns of the jujube tree, the tourists would probably have picked them all long ago.

Medicinal materials.

This covers a wider range.

Because Wang Zhen knew that there were at least a dozen medicinal materials on the farm.

Not to mention anything else, the common dandelions, skull grass, bamboo joints, plantains, four-petal grass, motherwort, xanthium, cassia seeds, and farms are almost everywhere.

It's just tourists like it.

The villagers are usually lazy to dig them, let alone use them.

Therefore, if you sell, you don’t have to worry about the market.

After all, my ancestors said that good medicine is good for diseases.

Living in a big environment, no one has any minor problems?

Bamboo shoots.

This is a product that comes with the bamboo toilet on the farm.

As the saying goes, you will get the manure first when you get close to the water.

Next to the toilet.

The growth rate of those bamboos is like a cheat.

Even if Wang Zhen did not give birth, those bamboo shoots were like mice giving birth to babies, one by one.

Even if tourists dig it every day, the output is still endless.

For this reason, Wang Zhen was idle and had nothing to do, but he took him home a lot.

After that, after eating enough, Wang Ma and the others had eaten enough, they marinated them into sour bamboo shoots.

It's true.

That smell makes you saliva when you think of it.

Plus the pickled cabbage that Wang Ma pickled with her mother's leaves.

Wang Zhen dares to say that if he takes it out and buys it, it will definitely be very popular.

In fact, there are more than these things.

While thinking while thinking, Wang Zhen thought of many good things to sell.

For example, Arachis Arboris.

For example, pumpkin.

And various vegetables that Wang Zhen planted casually.

It can be said that as long as he wants, everything on the farm can be sold.

"Okay, that's what I decided. Take out all the things I thought of just now and put them in the supermarket and try selling them."

Thinking of this, Wang Zhen didn't care about continuing to think about it. He immediately started recording with a pen, and in a while, he wrote a copy.

After confirming what the supermarket wanted to sell, Wang Zhen immediately started calling the supplier he wanted from Wang Erye.

Let's roar...

The next second, accompanied by a pleasant cell phone ringtone, the phone was answered, and a puzzled male voice came from the other end.

"Hello, I'm a wholesale food in Dazhu. Is there anything wrong with sending me a call?"

On the other end of the phone, Shi Dazhu looked at the completely unfamiliar phone number on the phone in puzzledly and asked carefully.

As the boss of wholesale side food.

Generally speaking, the people who can know his phone number are his customers.

Therefore, he will note it.

Even if there are no notes, he will be familiar with the number after typing for a long time.

But now he was very sure that the one who called him was a new number.

"Hello, hello, I don't know what to call it, I want to get a batch of goods."

When he heard someone answering, he reported to his house as soon as he opened his mouth. Wang Zhen smiled and greeted the other side over the phone.

"Hello, hello, my name is Shi Dazhu. Just call me Shi Tou. I don't know what goods you want to buy, how much? Where is the address?"

When he heard the other end of the phone, he asked for goods as soon as he opened his mouth. Shi Dazhu was happy and immediately asked politely.

Customers are money.

He loves customers.

He loves money.

"I am from Luojiawan and I have a farm. I am planning to open a supermarket now, so I need more goods. If it is convenient, it is best to find a notebook to record it."

After politely making arrangements, Wang Zhen went straight to the point and reminded him to the other side.

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll get the notebook."

When Shi Dazhu on the opposite side heard this, he was even more surprised and needed to record it in a notebook. That was not just buying a little, but a big customer.

"Okay, boss, my book is ready, you tell me."

I thought so much, but it was just a moment.

Shi Dazhu took the notebook and pen and asked solemnly through the phone.

"Ten bags of salt, ten boxes of soy sauce, ten boxes of vinegar, twenty packs of sugar, two sacks of melon seeds, and one hundred packs of spicy strips,"...

Hearing that Shi Dazhu was ready, Wang Zhen immediately began to follow the newspapers written in the notebook in front of him. The number of them made Shi Dazhu on the opposite side almost think that he had heard it wrong.

However, no matter how suspicious he was, out of respect for his profession, he did not ask immediately.

But when Wang Zhen finished reporting, he finished writing.

Then Shi Dazhu then asked Wang Zhen carefully and in a slightly uncertain tone, "Hello, boss, are you sure you want so many? Ordinary small shops don't have to buy so many goods, otherwise they will not be sold out."

From Wang Zhen’s introduction, Shi Dazhu knew that Wang Zhen was from Luojiawan.
To be continued...