The real daughter sets up a stall live broadcast, and the wealthy line up to kneel

[Whoever raises chickens, can’t they lend a helping hand? 】

[I really want to eat it. Please give Boss Xiaobai some chicken feet! 】

[What about that? My house is next door to Beijing City. Is that okay? 】

Bai Yu and Wang Nannan thought the other party was just joking after seeing this news at a dinner party. Who knew that someone contacted the customer service of the online store the next day.

'Hello, my family runs a breeding farm. I heard that you collect chicken feet here. Do you still collect them now? '

Wang Nannan: "Huh?"

I thought you were just talking, but it turns out you really mean it.

After Bai Yu got to know them, she found that although they were from the next city, they were not far from the capital, and it only took three or four hours to drive there.

Two hours on the highway.

There are even people who come to Beijing to work during the day and return to their hometown at night, with a daily commute of four or five hours.

Looking at it this way, it is possible to buy chicken feet from other cities.

"Boss Bai, look, our chicken feet are of very good quality. Each one is fat and big, and we handle them very cleanly."

The people who came here were selling it hard, and their family ran a breeding farm.

Very few chicken feet are usually sold, and most of them are sold to factories that make pet feed.

Prices have been suppressed again and again.

But two days ago, news about selling chicken feet suddenly appeared on the Internet. Processed chicken feet can actually be sold at such a high price!
But they didn’t know how to do it, so they thought about selling their chicken feet. Based on tips from netizens, they successfully found Boss Xiaobai’s online store.

After the online store customer service gave me the contact information, they came over immediately in the car.

Watching Bai Yu check the chicken feet they brought, people felt inexplicably nervous.

If this business is done, the chicken feet left after they cut the chicken will no longer have to worry about selling, and the price can be higher than before!
"Boss Bai, don't worry, this is our qualification certificate. Look, this place has been open for almost ten years, and there is no violation record at all! Don't worry when you buy our chicken feet, we are all honest people. I will definitely not trick you.”

Bai Yu put down the chicken feet in her hand, wiped her hands with a wet tissue, looked into his eyes for a few seconds, and said, "Okay."

"Aunt Zhang, ask the person who purchases the raw materials to follow him to the factory to have a look. If the quality of the chicken feet is up to standard, you can purchase them."

"Okay," Zhang Fanyin immediately called people after hearing the news, and several people on the other side were also very happy and hurriedly said thank you several times.

Seeing the chicken feet being taken away by the truck with his own eyes, the boss smiled from ear to ear. Now the factory does not need to close down!
He quickly took out his mobile phone and replied to the people who had helped him on the Internet, 'Thank you for your help, it has been sold. '

【real or fake?It was sold when it was said to be sold? 】

[Enthusiastic netizens strive to realize every dream. 】

[Don’t they all have chicken feet?Why isn't it in stock?Hurry up and let me take a shot! 】

[I want to take two orders. I'm ready. Come on now. 】

[Sure enough, the power of the masses is powerful. If there are any other chicken feet sellers, our netizens can help you contact them! 】

In just one day, the comment asking Bai Yu to replenish the product quickly has received more than 10,000 likes, which is more likes than Bai Yu's official announcement of new products.

At the same time, netizens also paid attention to this problem. Because they were looking for help, the main account selling chickens turned out to be the boss himself.

Their factory had been open for nearly ten years and was on the verge of bankruptcy. After receiving Bai Yu's order, sales quickly rebounded.

[The marketing account said that this chicken farm will close down soon. I thought it was a joke, but after looking at their page, it turned out to be true. 】

[The boss has been promoting it online for three months, and the video views are only in single digits. I really cried to death. 】【So we actually saved a factory that was on the verge of bankruptcy by accident. We are so awesome! 】

Bai Yu naturally issued a statement, thanks to the help of netizens, and she hopes that such a manufacturer can continue to operate for a longer period of time.

When they saw the news, many people joked on the Internet whether there were any conscientious factories that were about to close down and asked Bai Yu to help save them.

[My family sells seafood, and Boss Xiaobai doesn’t seem to need it anymore]

[Upstairs, you can sell small seafood with laozhi! 】

[We grow greenhouses. If you need vegetables, please feel free to contact us and we will give you a discount! 】

[My family sells pigs. I have pig trotters. Does the boss want them? 】

[If I don’t like chicken feet, can I make chicken wings? 】

[Our family sells bricks. I would like to ask silently, do you want to build a house? 】

Things became more and more outrageous, but Bai Yu did not ignore this issue.

Among the tens of thousands of comments under this blog post, I found someone who really needs help.

It is a city similar to a mountain city. It mainly grows crops. The sweet potatoes in one of their villages have reached harvest season, but they cannot be sold.

After hearing the news, Bai Yu got on the plane.

The hotel she stayed in was very close to the local market, and she could see the carts of sweet potatoes when she opened the window.

Each one was big and smooth, but unnoticed.

"You ask why we grow so many sweet potatoes?" the village chief sighed, "In the past, no one's family could eat more than 100 kilograms of sweet potatoes in winter, but now that living conditions have improved, there is no need to hoard them."

In the past, sweet potatoes were the main food here in winter.

Cut it into slices and dry it in the sun, boil it in polenta, or put it in the cellar, and you can eat it all winter long.

From the village chief's words, Bai Yu learned that in previous years, people would come to harvest sweet potatoes, but this year, the time had come and there was still no movement.

If the sweet potatoes are not dug out from the soil, they will become infected with insects and will rot, which will affect the planting of the next crop.

Bai Yu came to the square in their village. The place for square dancing was already occupied by sweet potatoes.

At a glance, the largest one is bigger than my head.

"Boss Bai, are you harvesting fresh sweet potatoes or..."

"Sweet potato flour." Bai Yu said, "These sweet potatoes need to be covered. Keeping them in the sun will affect the flour yield. There should be a machine here, right?"

"Yes, that's the price," the village chief said sheepishly.

"It's two cents higher than the market price. If possible, you can make powder tomorrow."

Bai Yu plans to add more sweet potato skins and introduce hot and sour noodles. It would be better if she could make instant noodles.

It doesn’t matter if the price is a little higher for agricultural assistance activities. You won’t lose money, you just make less money.

"Okay! Then I'll have someone pull the water pipe this afternoon and clean the sweet potatoes first!"

The village chief felt very happy. When other bosses came to buy sweet potatoes, they tried their best to lower the price. Even if they were a cent or two cheaper, they had to sell them!
But this boss not only did not bargain, but also raised two cents.

Good man!