He had never heard of oranges being sold individually, let alone at such a high price. Were these oranges edged with gold and jade?
Seeing Liu Yifeng's expression, Su Wanru couldn't help but chuckle, "The world is vast and full of wonders. There are many things that are outrageously expensive that you don't know about.
In fact, your oranges are no worse than those selling for twenty yuan each.
It's just that our yield is high. If we sold them at such a high price, it would be difficult to sell them all in a short period.
Therefore, we have to go for a strategy of low profit and high sales. After all, once oranges are picked, they spoil easily."
"I'm already very satisfied that they can sell for such a high price. There's no need to sell them so expensively. This would also limit some people's consumption. As you said, if the price is within their acceptable range, the oranges will sell faster," Liu Yifeng said.
"Okay, then you arrange for people to pick the oranges here, and I'll arrange for trucks to come and load them.
However, oranges are not like pomelos. They won't spoil if put in sacks for a short time, so it's best to pack and transport them in baskets," Su Wanru reminded him.
Liu Yifeng understood this common sense: "President Su, don't worry. The orchard has baskets for packing fruits. If we don't have enough, I'll go to the wholesale market to buy more."
After speaking, he signaled Zhao Jia Zhu to arrange for people to come and pick oranges. The wages would be the same as before, plus lunch.
So, Zhao Jia Zhu called over the same people who picked pomelos last time. These people were quite efficient workers, except for the one who fell from the tree.
"By the way, boss, didn't I call you last time to say someone fell from a tree and broke a bone? He gave me some hospital bills and wanted me to ask you for reimbursement. I've been so busy that I forgot.
The receipts are in my lounge, I'll go get them now."
Liu Yifeng took the receipts handed over by Zhao Jia Zhu. They detailed the examination items, the costs, and the medications, and their prices.
They were all expenses related to treating the fracture. He didn't say much and gave Zhao Jia Zhu five thousand yuan based on the total amount spent.
"Boss, the medical expenses were only two thousand yuan in total. Why did you give so much?" Zhao Jia Zhu asked, confused.
Liu Yifeng explained, "The extra three thousand is for his nutritional expenses. Tell him to rest well!"
Zhao Jia Zhu had never encountered such a generous person. Some bosses would try to shirk responsibility in such situations.
Unlike Liu Yifeng, who not only took responsibility but also gave so much extra money, which deeply touched him: "Boss, I thank you on his behalf!"
"It's what I should do. However, you must ensure safety and prevent such accidents from happening again," Liu Yifeng reminded him.
Picking oranges was relatively safe, as orange trees were generally not very tall, and most adults could reach them. For those that couldn't, fruit shears could be used.
It would take some time to fill a truck with oranges. Liu Yifeng asked Zhao Jia Zhu to oversee it.
He himself picked some, intending to take them to Old Master Zhao.
Su Wanru also drove back to arrange her work. The prices and labels for the oranges needed to be printed in advance.
He arrived at Zhao Dewang's house just in time for lunch.
Tong Tong was watching cartoons on the sofa, and Zhao Dewang was sitting beside him, watching with him. From a distance, they looked like a grandfather and grandson.
Tong Tong, who was watching cartoons, became particularly excited when he saw the visitor: "Daddy, you're here!"
Liu Yifeng walked over with a smile: "Daddy picked a lot of oranges in the orchard. Do you want some?"
"Yes, I love oranges!" Tong Tong nodded, and Liu Yifeng casually handed him one.
The oranges were already very large, and in Tong Tong's hands, they seemed even bigger.
"Mr. Zhao, these are also oranges that I grew myself. I specifically picked some for you to try. Please have one!" Liu Yifeng also gave one to Zhao Dewang.
To his surprise, Zhao Dewang's teeth tingled when he saw the orange. He waved his hands repeatedly, "I appreciate your kindness, but I can't eat anything sour. Please take the oranges back."
Although the oranges Liu Yifeng grew were unusually large, even the biggest oranges had a hint of sourness, which was the unique taste of oranges.
He was already old, and his teeth were sensitive. Eating something sour could cause him pain for the whole day.
Therefore, he never ate anything sour.
Liu Yifeng knew that Old Mr. Zhao was worried about the sourness of the oranges, so he explained, "Old Mr. Zhao, my oranges have no sourness at all. They are exceptionally sweet. Try one if you don't believe me!"
"You young people can't detect any sourness when you eat.
But I can't. My teeth will ache if they touch anything sour. Let's forget it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tong Tong put a segment of orange into his mouth: "Grandpa Zhao, they are really sweet!"
Zhao Dewang was startled and tried to spit it out. However, the orange burst with juice in his mouth. He thought his teeth would hurt all day.
Unexpectedly, the orange was truly not sour at all, only sweet, which elevated his taste buds to a new level. He couldn't help but savor it.
"Grandpa Zhao, didn't I tell you it's very sweet?" Tong Tong asked, seeking praise.
Zhao Dewang nodded in agreement: "It's really sweet. This is the sweetest orange I've ever eaten."
After speaking, he no longer hesitated and took the orange Liu Yifeng handed him, starting to peel it.
When he was young, he loved eating oranges. But as he got older, he couldn't eat sour things, so he stopped eating oranges.
Now that he had finally found oranges he could eat, he naturally wanted to savor them.
"By the way, Old Mr. Zhao, didn't you recommend the program 'The Brain' to me before?
I've already registered Tong Tong for it, and we're just waiting for the recording," Liu Yifeng thought it best to inform him.
After all, Old Master Zhao had strongly recommended Tong Tong to participate before, but he had refused. Now that he was suddenly participating, it was only polite to inform him in advance.
Zhao Dewang, who was eating an orange, immediately stopped: "Didn't you say you weren't going to let Tong Tong participate? Why did you suddenly change your mind?"
"I just think this show is quite good, and it would be a pity to miss it," Liu Yifeng casually found an excuse.
He couldn't say it was to get back at the child's mother and make her regret it!
"Your thinking is correct. With Tong Tong's intelligence, he can definitely achieve good results in the competition. Do you need me to recommend him? I am a commentator for this program and can recommend Tong Tong to the director, allowing him to directly enter the finals." Zhao Dewang didn't think much of it. After all, it was a rare opportunity, and it was normal for Liu Yifeng to come to his senses.
Liu Yifeng shook his head: "No need to trouble you. I know a manager from an entertainment company, and he has already helped me secure a spot for Tong Tong!"
"Good, I'm really looking forward to Tong Tong's performance then!" Zhao Dewang couldn't wait for that day to arrive.
The thought of a three-year-old child outshining everyone made him feel excited.
Although he didn't know the strength of the other contestants yet, he believed Tong Tong's strength was definitely above average, and it was even possible for him to get into the top three.
"Sir, dinner is ready," the nanny said, walking over.
"Young man Liu, Tong Tong, it's time to eat!" Zhao Dewang placed the half-eaten orange on the coffee table.
The orange was too big. If he finished it, he wouldn't need to eat dinner.
At the dining table, the nanny hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Sir, should I call the eldest young master for dinner?"
As soon as Zhao Dewang heard about his son, his expression immediately darkened: "Don't mention that unfilial son in front of me. I don't have a son like him. I hope he never comes back!"
The nanny dared not mention the eldest young master again. She turned and went to the kitchen to serve the food.
Liu Yifeng was not one to gossip, but seeing Old Master Zhao's pained expression, he became very curious about what the eldest son had done to make him so angry.
"Old Mr. Zhao, may I ask what your son did to make you so angry?"