Chapter 62 Fake Manor Output

Liu Jinge does not live with Feng Bin and others. He lives very close to the manor and can be reached by bus in about half an hour.

After getting off the bus near Liu Jinge's house, not far away from Zhuang, he saw an older sister walking over on the phone: "I bought it. Many people are buying it. It's very expensive, 50 yuan per pound! My little girl just doesn't like green peppers. , I bought a pound, it would be great if I could make her fall in love with eating green peppers..."

Zhuang Buyuan was stunned. It sounded familiar, but it was also paradoxical. What's going on?

He looked up and saw a small stall not far behind the stop sign. It said in huge fonts: "At the foot of Huanshan Mountain, the manor produces, green and healthy, 50 per pound..." There was also an expansion The speaker yelled at the top of his lungs: "The vegetables that really shocked the Internet are the miraculous output from the manor. You don't need to boast about the magic. As long as you search for 'manor output' online, you can immediately find thousands of videos."

Sure enough, there were a lot of people queuing up to buy, and employees were weighing people and packing them.

Zhuang Buyuan immediately understood that the output of the manor had been counterfeited!

However, what is different from the manor is that most of the people queuing up here to buy are uncles and aunts. There are also a few marketers who are selling: "Aunt, watch this video. This aunt also has rheumatism. She eats She'll be fine immediately after getting it, you can see she's happy..."

"Uncle, look at this uncle, his hair was all white originally, but it turned black immediately after eating. It was definitely not dyed. I will find you another video. This is what they posted on the Internet after eating. Up……"

Zhuang Buyuan looked on in shock, this must be too shameless.

At this moment, An Danyue called and said: "Manager, a few netizens just told me that there have been many fake manor outputs in Xucheng..."

"I saw it too, it looked so rampant." Zhuang Buyuan didn't know how to describe the rampant phenomenon in front of him.

There was even a staff member who saw him standing nearby and stepped forward to sell him.

"I'm collecting their information and preparing to send them legal letters, but the people in charge of selling things all say that they are temporary workers, and they don't know anything when asked. There is no progress so far. I have asked netizens to help me pay attention. And to be honest , I’m afraid it’s difficult to put an end to this kind of thing.” An Danyue also had a headache, saying: “They are all guerrillas in the form of small vendors, and it is too difficult to establish a brand for primary agricultural products and prevent counterfeiting. Fortunately, they are still It will not threaten our income, but in the long run, it will affect our reputation..."

However, all primary agricultural products grown from the soil can easily be counterfeited. They are all the same species. No matter how they change, they are not essential changes. If we talk about taste, the taste of different individuals of agricultural products is also very different. It is not produced industrially.

You said that the taste of the manor is far beyond that of ordinary vegetables, and it is impossible to imitate it, but people who have never tasted it cannot tell the difference.

And in this world, the vast majority of people who have never eaten the output of real manors are the vast majority. The whole world is so big, let alone the world, and the vast majority of people in Xucheng have never eaten.

Zhuang Buyuan chatted with An Danyue and found no solution. Counterfeit goods were a problem all over the world and could not be solved by the manor.

The best way now is to get rid of primary agricultural products as soon as possible and start cultivating the manor's own secondary output.

If you want to cultivate the manor's output quickly, you need to get the manor running at full speed, and the first step to running at full speed is to have all the people in place.

And now looking at the only candidate, Mr. Liu, I still don’t know what’s going on.

Zhuang Buyuan turned around and was about to leave. At this moment, a car stopped in front of the stall, and a middle-aged man got out of the car. He came to the stall and asked: "How is the sale of the manor's products? "

"Mr. Song!" Seeing the middle-aged man, the service staff immediately smiled and said, "The sales are very good. Today, the turnover has exceeded 10,000, and our goods are almost sold out!"

"Okay, okay, I'll ask them to get some more goods right away. If you work hard, I'll give everyone bonuses this month!" The middle-aged man smiled happily.

You are so happy, but I am not happy, you know?

Zhuang Buyuan took out his mobile phone and took a few photos of several people. Then he walked to the front of the car and took a photo of the license plate. These are all evidence.

"I'll go check out the other stalls. You guys do your best!" Mr. Song said, walking towards the car.

What? Do you have other stalls? That's really greedy, okay?

I just opened a stall!

Mr. Song walked up to Zhuang Buyuan, smiled and nodded to Zhuang Buyuan, and said: "Young man, don't just look at it and buy it. You will know the output of the manor after eating it. You will not regret buying it!"

Zhuang Buyuan twitched the corner of his mouth, becoming even more unhappy.

At this moment, he felt the thought coming from Hankong Cao: "I want to eat, dad, I want to eat..."

Zhuang Buyuan saw the official bag that Mr. Song was carrying, and then looked at Mr. Song's proud look. He felt unhappy and said, "Eat it!"

Mr. Song passed by Zhuang Buyuan with his bag on his back. Before sitting on the driver's seat, he subconsciously wanted to take off his bag and throw it into the passenger seat. Who would have thought that after touching it several times, he found that his bag was missing.

Where is the bag?

Where is the bag?

Where did the bag go?

Mr. Song hurriedly got out of the car and looked around. Then he saw a small pile of things thrown on the ground behind the car.

Wallets, mobile phones, driver's licenses, and other personal belongings, even the ticket stubs that I forgot when I threw them in, are all inside.

The package happened to be gone.

"Whoever killed me a thousand times stole my bag!" Mr. Song wanted to look up to the sky and roar.

But the next second he wondered again, why only steal the bag? And literally just stole "the bag!"

Even the several thousand yuan in cash in his wallet, his various documents, and his mobile phone were all left behind.

Although his bag is a luxury brand, it has been used for two or three years and is already old. What is the use of stealing his bag?

Wait...it's not just the bag that's missing, there's also a document...

But that's not an important document, nothing confidential!

Mr. Song was extremely confused.

This was the first time Zhuang Buyuan directed Hankong Cao to swallow other spaces. He and Hankong Cao were connected. At that moment, he felt as if he had put his backpack into the security check channel and irradiated it with X-rays. There was something in it so vividly that Zhuang Buyuan's heart moved. Hankongcao threw everything else out of the bag, leaving only a folder.

Opening the folder, Zhuang Buyuan took a look and smiled.

"Songhua Agricultural Trading Company?" Zhuang Buyuan took a photo, took a photo of the document, and sent it to An Danyue. Anyone who can sue is one.

He rummaged through the rest of the files and found nothing useful, took a few random photos to keep, and then threw the folder into the trash.

"The feeling of having empty hands is actually pretty good... I can be considered a master thief now." Zhuang Buyuan recalled the feeling of the Hankong Grass swallowing up the space just now, and he felt inexplicably refreshed.

Sure enough, everyone has the desire to steal deep in their hearts...

I am indeed a cruel manor owner.