After waiting for two days, Village Chief Liu finally came back.
Mingyue told him about harvesting cotton, and the scope of his considerations was much wider than that of Aunt Xiu.
"Don't blame me for being blunt. We need to think about this. You can't collect cotton every year. If we sell it to you now, we will offend the manufacturers outside. What if they don't buy our cotton in the future? And what if we can't sell it? It's impossible to save the situation with so much cotton! And have you ever thought that if you make money and the villagers know about it, they will definitely feel uneasy!"
The village chief talked about the things he cared about the most. He treated Mingyue as his own family and spoke without reservation.
Mingyue nodded and explained to him one by one: "I understand what you mean. In fact, I also have a lot of ideas. I can collect cotton every year, and not only use it to make quilts, but also open a factory nearby to specialize in the production of clothes, blankets, plush toys and the like. And our products, as long as the quality is up to standard, there is no way they can't sell them. As for whether the villagers will feel uneasy, as long as I give them a lot of benefits, they will have to hold back even if they feel uneasy."
The village chief's brows relaxed, but he still shook his head: "I need to think about it again."
Because if he is asked to act as a middleman in this matter, he will definitely have to bear certain responsibilities.
He really needs to think about it carefully. Even though it seems that Mingyue collecting the village's cotton is far better than those manufacturers collecting it, one cannot just look at the immediate benefits, but also have to look at the long-term.
Ultimately, it’s because Mingyue is too young, and she is alone, so she is far less reliable than those manufacturers give people the impression.
Mingyue didn't force it: "Okay, there's no rush for this. I'll shoot the video of Mianhua first. Then we can look at the comments of netizens and see how this matter is received. It won't be too late for us to discuss the next step."
"Yes, yes." The village chief felt relieved, and then he turned to talk about his son's matter: "By the way, Junhao said that your phone blocked calls from strangers. He had a professional question to ask you but couldn't get through to you. He asked me to tell you when I got back and asked you to call him on his landline at 8 o'clock tonight."
Hearing about this studious brother, Mingyue also laughed, "I understand."
Liu Junhao's love of learning always reminds Mingyue of the "students" she had taught in those planes before, but she and them would never see each other again in this life.
Thinking of this, Mingyue felt a little sad for a moment.
Fortunately, the village chief went back to the house after she finished speaking, and no one saw her true feelings.
In the afternoon, Mingyue really took her camera to take pictures of cotton. She also picked some from her own field and broke them apart with her hands to show netizens the quality of the cotton.
This episode of the video really received a lot of attention, with all kinds of comments in the comment section.
[Sure enough, the short videos all end with product promotion. Let’s talk about it. How do you sell cotton?]
[Oh my god, this is the first time I see cotton. I actually think it looks so cute. I learned a lot.]
[It feels so warm, is this what the quilt is made of? Autumn is coming soon, so it’s time to prepare two quilts and store them. After all, autumn is here, so how far can winter be?]
[Is this cotton grown by the village? I envy this village so much, they can be self-sufficient, unlike us who have to buy everything.]
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Generally speaking, most of the comments from netizens are well-intentioned and curious, and everyone understands that this account wants to sell goods.
The village chief thought about it for a day, and told Mingyue at breakfast the next morning that he agreed to help with the purchase of cotton.
It was a coincidence that a manufacturer had come to the village this morning to negotiate the price. This year's price was a little higher than last year, and the manufacturer offered 5.2 yuan per catty. The villagers were very satisfied with this. Mingyue thought about it and told the village chief that she would offer 5.8 yuan per catty.
When the village chief quoted this price to the buyer, the buyer immediately shook his head and said, "It's impossible. We can't sell it. Your price is too high. To be honest, no factory around here can offer this price."
The factories where they buy cotton mostly give a uniform price, and it is impossible for the price to be so much higher.
The villagers were very happy. It was 60 cents more per pound, so the total price would be much higher.
The village chief said very honestly: "It's true. If you can't offer a higher price, then I can't sell this."
The buyers just thought that he was raising the price and ignored him at all. After all, if the cotton is not harvested at the harvest season, it will suffer losses, and the people who should be anxious are not the manufacturers.
The buyer stuffed a business card into the village chief's hand and said nonchalantly, "It's up to you. We'll only offer 5.2 at most. If you figure it out, give us a call. If you can really sell it at a high price, that's just your luck."
The village chief was blocked by his attitude, and became more determined to help Yuewa buy cotton. He didn't believe that after he bought all the cotton around, this man could still be so arrogant
The price was not agreed upon and the buyer soon left Liujia Village.
At this time, other villagers gathered around and learned from the village chief that the person who bought the cotton was Yuewa. They were all confused. Why did she buy so much cotton? How many quilts could she make
Mingyue had not told the villagers about this, so the village chief did not mention it either. He just roughly said that it was Mingyue who bought it, then turned around and strolled to other villages.
By the evening, Mingyue received the news that the matter had been settled.
5.8 and 5.2. The surrounding villagers are not stupid. Of course they know that they will sell it to whoever offers the highest price.
But there is still a problem. Mingyue does not have a cotton picker. If she wants to buy a mechanical cotton picker, the price is too high. After adding up all the costs, she may not be able to afford it.
As for renting, Mingyue smiled bitterly. She bought all the cotton in the surrounding area, which undoubtedly offended all the cotton manufacturers. They would rather not have this small profit than rent the machine to her again.
So...she still needs to think about this matter again.
Among the big guys she knows, is there anyone who can help her
Manager Xia from the Express Bank in Province S? Brother Luo from the Technical Development Department of the Semi-Automatic Machinery Factory? The Semi-Automatic Machinery Factory…
Got it, Mingyue's eyes lit up, she thought of it.
She couldn't buy a large cotton picker, but she could buy a handheld electric portable cotton picker. She could also get the lowest price by finding an acquaintance, so it would only cost her more than 300 yuan per machine.
At that time, we can ask the villagers to help with picking and give them some labor fees. This will benefit both sides.
(End of this chapter)