Since it’s the end of the year, today’s market is especially bustling.
Especially with many people buying hadas and ribbons.
There are also so people selling fireworks and firecrackers, which can be set off at designated places.
Jiang Feng led two Little Donkeys to go shopping.
On the other side, Hadan and Bugude arrived at a pre-rented yurt, parked their car beside it, and started setting up to sell alcohol.
The blackboard reads, "Homade Farrs’ Brew, Corn Liquor 20 a pound, Sorghum Liquor 30 a pound."
There was also a wine bottle on the table.
The two took out a few disposable paper cups, each filled with so wine.
Before selling the wine, they let custors taste the flavor for free.
"I feel like drinking so," Hadan said, unable to resist after slling the wine.
"Master Jiang said to drink when we get back; let’s sell the wine first," Bugude replied.
As they were talking, a herdsman wearing a heavy Mongolian robe walked over.
A large number of people here are wearing Mongolian robes, which are exceptionally warm, even better than any down jacket.
"Is this wine reliable?"
The man asked directly.
Hearing this, Hadan replied, "Absolutely reliable, we have proof, if you don’t believe it, have a taste, it’s free, both wines are free."
"Then give a little to try."
The man picked up a disposable paper cup and slled the aroma of the wine first.
The wine had a delightful fragrance, not too yeasty, and for so reason, once he slled it, he imdiately craved it.
Then, he lifted the cup and drank it in one gulp.
As the wine went down his throat, he imdiately felt a refreshing aroma, and his whole body felt a bit warr.
This wine had an excellent taste, smooth and mild, without being overpowering.
It was indeed a top-quality corn liquor.
The man’s eyes instantly lit up.
"Great stuff!"
He exclaid.
"How much do you have?"
He asked again.
Hadan replied, "Four large barrels, each with about eight hundred pounds of wine."
Hearing Hadan’s words, the man pondered slightly:
"Eight hundred pounds, corn liquor at 20 a pound, one barrel is sixteen thousand."
"Two barrels are thirty-two thousand."
"Sorghum liquor at 30 a pound, one barrel is twenty-four thousand, two barrels are forty-eight thousand."
"Add them up, and it’s exactly eighty thousand."
"Alright, I’ll take it all!"
"Take it all?" Hearing him say that, Hadan was taken aback.
Who does business like this?
Just opened, and soone wants to buy everything?
Fortunately, Jiang Feng had instructed beforehand not to sell too much to one person.
So Hadan waved his hand, "That’s not possible, our Master Jiang said each person can only buy up to twenty pounds, there are so many people in this market."
"Selling to others is also selling, selling to is also selling, shouldn’t you be happy if I buy it all?" The man asked, puzzled.
"It’s a bit different, this wine is just a trial, later we might create our own brand, so we want more opinions," Hadan explained.
"What brand is this? Give twenty pounds first."
"Alright, did you bring bottles? If not, it’ll cost a bit more, we prepared so."
"I didn’t bring any, you pack it."
Hadan took so clean white cans from the car, these cans were like gasoline cans, of good quality and common in farms.
As they chatted, more and more people were drawn by the scent of the wine.
So even recognized Hadan and Bugude and gathered around.
"It’s you guys again, what’s Master Jiang made this ti?"
Soone exclaid.
"Have your Master make so beef sauce again, the taste is amazing!"
"Selling wine this ti? Did your Master make it? Give so!"
Once three to five people line up, it attracts more onlookers.
Before long, more and more people queued up.
Many people in Inner Mongolia love to drink, especially in winter, to ward off the cold, eating large pieces of at while drinking copiously.
Especially the herdsn living in the remote grasslands.
The first custor bought twenty pounds of wine, left it aside since it was hard to carry, and drove off.
The custors behind quickly joined the queue.
So people, caught by the craving, couldn’t resist taking a sip once they bought the wine.
With a sip of wine, they showed extrely satisfied expressions and took a deep breath, enjoying it fully:
"Ah! Great stuff!"
"Give so more!"
Just as Hadan predicted, their booth quickly beca popular.
Jiang Feng is very famous locally, not because of his live broadcasts, but because of his skills.
People have different talents.
So people are just good at these, can easily make various foods.
In the eyes of the local herdsn, Jiang Feng is such a capable person, whatever he develops is good.
Because of this, everyone also knows Hadan and Bugude, who run errands for Jiang Feng.
The stallholders at the market, seeing the scene, went ho to get large bottles and ca to the booth to buy wine.
As the wine jar kept opening, the aroma of the wine spread further and beca more fragrant.
Faces of the people buying wine were filled with excitent and smiles.
Hadan and Bugude started working nonstop again, busy as bees.
Wine is consud quickly; custors buy it and then want to buy more.
Very soon, the wine in the jar was about to reach the bottom.
The marketplace was as lively as ever, and there were always good things to be found.
Jiang Feng wandered through the market, buying a lot of things along the way and putting them into his truck.
When he reached the tent where Hadan and Bugude were, he saw the queue of people outside and smiled.
Judging by everyone’s expressions, the wine brewed from their recipes was very popular.
The two top-notch wine recipes represent far more than just millions in wealth.
If truly well developed, they could be worth billions.
The farm’s revenue is relatively stable, but it has a limit. It’s ti to consider businesses with higher profits.
At this ti, he was still streaming, and the viewers happened to catch the hustle and bustle over there.
[Master, what are they selling over there? It’s so lively, aren’t you going to check it out?]
[What exactly is being sold there?]
[I seem to see farm employees selling things over there, Master, what are you up to now?]
People asked one after another.
In response to these inquiries, Jiang Feng simply replied:
"Just selling so local specialties, nothing much."
Then, he said no more.
Jiang Feng continued to roam around the livestock area.
Things were much ssier over here.
There were many large trucks parked on both sides of the road; sheep were in the trucks, while cows and horses were tied beside them.
There were even so chicks and ducklings on sale.
Judging from the situation of these people, it’s clear that not all herders are wealthy; after all, farming is indeed hard-earned money.
Jiang Feng sold a batch of cattle and sheep in winter, so now he needs to replenish so.
Generally, they can be self-sufficient, but it’s no problem to buy dozens of lambs, a few calves to take back.
Mostly there were lambs on the truck.
Then, Jiang Feng began to ask for prices and inquire.
Transactions here still retain the style of the 1990s, without so many complicated procedures. Of course, there are many issues, you need to handle yourself.
Jiang Feng ended up buying five or six dozen lambs, set the price, and asked the boss to deliver them to the farm first before settling the bill.
He’s the ranch master and trustworthy, naturally, the boss selling the sheep was happy.
The other bosses saw Jiang Feng and all eagerly gathered around him, trying to sell their lambs.
Jiang Feng looked calm, just waved his hand, saying he would have a look.
Then, Jiang Feng went to another truck.
There were two calves here, pressed together, looking out fearfully with big eyes.
Jiang Feng thought these two calves were good, so he approached, asked for the price, and bought them.
After untying the rope, Jiang Feng found that no matter how he pulled, the two calves were unwilling to leave with him.
Moreover, the calves looked panic-stricken, staring towards the big truck beside them.
Jiang Feng also turned to look, seeing a cow lying down in the truck, sticking its head out, tearfully watching the calves.
Seeing this, Jiang Feng imdiately asked the boss:
"These two calves were born by that cow, right?"
The boss nodded, "Yes, it birthed them."
"Why is the cow lying there?"
"She’s not doing well, initially wanted to sell her, but seeing that she can’t stand up, couldn’t be sold, so decided to sell the calves."
"I’ll buy the cow too."
In such a situation, Jiang Feng naturally chose to buy the cow.
Moreover, Jiang Feng could tell the cow just had a common gastrointestinal issue, with so fever, which could be treated back ho.
A cow’s price is quite high, among cattle types, cows are always the priciest.
The boss selling the cows was happy, discounted a bit, and sold the cow.
Jiang Feng called for the truck and had both the calves and cow transported back to the farm.
Jiang Feng was streaming all along, buying buying buying, and preparing for the New Year.
When buying fruits, yogurt, decorations before, it wasn’t too extravagant.
Upon reaching the livestock area, however, his wealthy side was revealed, buying cattle and sheep lavishly, spending tens of thousands without batting an eye.
Everyone who saw this couldn’t help but exclaim:
[Master is so extravagant!]
[Spent loads of money buying cattle and sheep!]
[After all, he’s the ranch master, he won’t miss this little bit!]
[I wish I could be as carefree as him!]
Seeing the comnts on the screen, Jiang Feng laughed and said:
"It’s New Year, buying so for the festival is normal."
"There are fewer winter lambs on the farm this year, so we’re short a few lambs, so I bought so."
"If it were spring, when spring lambs were being born, I wouldn’t buy these lambs."
Jiang Feng always gives off a calm and easygoing vibe, and his fans love this authenticity about him.
The marketplace remained bustling.
At the sa ti, Hadan and Bugude’s homade wine on the other side had sold out.
The feedback on the wine was excellent, many people followed the public account provided by Hadan.
Once the next batch of wine is brewed, they’ll be notified.
They’re already accumulating a good custor base in advance.
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