Her Cultivation Diary

Chapter 2132 - 1821: Too Slick_2

Her Cultivation Diary

Chapter 2132 - 1821: Too Slick_2

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Chapter 2132: Chapter 1821: Too Slick_2

Goodness!

Quite stubborn!

You’re selling agricultural products, and there’s no stock of black fungus, white fungus, no tea, no green pepper sauce, even salted duck eggs, cucumbers, and tomatoes...

No stock of these either!

If you have no stock, why open an online store!

No wonder they’re all here promoting agricultural machinery; are they planning to supply customers with their self-developed base agricultural products?

Everyone thought about it briefly: probably.

But they’re not specialized agricultural bases; all the facilities are for the agricultural machinery, so farming scientifically is scientific, management is also good.

But to say non-polluted, purely organic, that still requires a specific farm, and not every base has such facilities.

Besides, wanting to sell these vegetables but starting with picking cotton... isn’t that a bit too far-fetched?

Everyone was chattering, discussing vigorously, until someone clicked on a replay of a previous livestream.

Earlier they were selling grapes to aid farmers.

What did the spotless clean host say?

"The grape price is definitely cheaper than ours, but the taste isn’t as good as ours..."

Well, then!

The grape link might not be accessible any longer, but all the vineyard owner’s names are still on top, upon searching, the other side indeed was still selling intermittently, a look at the price—

150/3 pounds.

Another look at the sales—

Hiss! This can’t be right?!

Are they stuck in an information bubble in Qin City? Do outsiders really spend so freely?

Then they looked at the comments below.

The top-rated comment reads:

[Grapes at 50 yuan per pound, normally, I certainly wouldn’t buy.]

[But Qiaoqiao promoted it.]

[Even so, I’m not very willing, after all, this isn’t Qiao Qiao’s grapes, even if his grapes added a zero at the end, I’d only hate not having money, not the grapes’ fault (if he had grapes)]

[But this was Qiaoqiao traveling far away to promote for another farmer. Teacher Qiaoqiao is always earnest, he seriously vouched for this grape’s taste, so buy one to support the kid.]

[Honestly, Sunshine Rose is sold right at our community entrance, 10 yuan for 3 pounds, truly not scarce.]

[Now that it’s arrived and tasted, I just want to say: Qiaoqiao didn’t lie; though the taste isn’t as good as his, it’s definitely worth the price. Brothers, if you got money, go for it, Teacher Qiaoqiao’s reputation is always trustworthy.]

The gathered crowd: ...

They looked at each other, expressions bizarre, finally snorted:

"Such slick marketing..."

"Exactly, don’t know which copywriter wrote this, too fake."

"This comment has over 1,000 likes down below, outrageous!"

"How come all reviews said it’s worth the price? Grapes at 50 yuan per pound, how could they?"

Everyone mumbled, expressing disdain towards the comment.

Writing that many words, this one should at least be worth two and a half, right?

Someone stuck to the recent ones, some scrolled up randomly, accidentally coming across the Potato Blind Box.

No wonder it’s popular!

Look at this business, truly flexible!

Potatoes dare to sell in such fanciful blind boxes, and even now the store is still offline—

Really can’t understand the world of blind boxes anymore.

But everyone murmured as they peeked into the comment section!

This time, it’s their turn to feel uneasy.

Unlike the earlier grapes, the potato comments are quite well-written, very lively with real human touch.

Just a bit too uniform, too rigid, everyone praising how delicious the potatoes are, how clean they ate them, some even exaggerated, saying they didn’t even peel...

The overall comment section intertwines lively vibe and exaggeration, hard to judge the authenticity.

Everyone chatted, "Look at this comment, saying they’ve been lurking the livestream for over a year, turns out so unlucky, aside from cucumbers and mosquito repellent, basically bought nothing... Now finally snapped up a Potato Blind Box, and it weighs 5 pounds 8 ounces when delivered... Look at that! Written so emotionally!"

Is 5 pounds 8 ounces of potatoes a lot?

How much does a blind box sell for? Maybe they’re still making money, ridiculous. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

However, though they’re trying all sorts of ways to sell goods, such methods aren’t meaningful as reference.

After all, as sellers of agricultural machinery, can’t exactly make a machinery blind box, right?

So, after this whole exploration, the ones responsible for marketing internally were all slightly uneasy.

Because a host selling agriculture could create such a great atmosphere for the online store, giving the impression that [everything is worth buying, high price due to high quality, missing out is a loss].

And they’re still sticking to the old ways of selling agricultural machinery, isn’t that a bit too conservative?

Then look at the livestream, Qiaoqiao sharp-eyed and deft, his large cloth bag on the waist almost full.

He’s happily chatting with the people in the livestream:

"Kids, I’m about to fill a bag, when I—"

Just as he was speaking, Yang Zhengxi said: "Qiaoqiao, the cotton picker is about to return for refueling. Let’s get ready here."

"Alright." Qiaoqiao responded swiftly.

At this moment, quickly picking clean the cotton plant in front of him, he hurried to the field edge:

"Kids, soon we’re getting on the vehicle. If you want to buy a cotton picker, watch the details carefully!"

Just as he spoke, distant rumbling sounds echoed.

And that red iron giant, strikingly bold and majestic, amongst the interwoven brown and white cotton fields.

In front, six rows, totaling 12 harvesting measures sweep all the cotton into the inner compartment, using various shredding, blowers, and other methods inside to sort, conveyed by compaction and rolling in the rear compartment.

Until thick layers of cotton, rolled with yellow compressed membrane, formed into a giant Swiss roll.

And in the cotton fields farther away, already five or six such scattered Swiss rolls could be vaguely seen.

"Amazing."

Qiaoqiao watched the machine’s unending motions, remembering how, before setting off, Chen Chi was sweating over cutting grass at the riverside beach!

Having a big machine is really nice!

And in the livestream, 90% of people usually never focused on agriculture. Even if they did, it wasn’t about this agricultural machinery and cotton harvesting scene.

At this moment, seeing through the lens at a close distance, watching that iron giant approaching slowly, and the bare cotton fields left in its wake, the comment section suddenly quietened.

So stunning! Such vast agricultural base, able to grow cotton, naturally means endless fertile lands for grains as well.

So stunning, such an incredible machine.

One machine, one fuel vehicle, non-stop action for a day, able to match the work of hundreds or thousands of peoples’ month-long labor.

The power of technological advancement, when intimately related to food, clothing, and shelter, is especially awe-inspiring.

And right now, the comment section that had been silent for a while, slowly flashed a line of text—

[Wait, host! Teacher Qiaoqiao! Are you really selling this thing? 50 really, huh?!]

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