Luofeng was somewhat speechless. Not to mention anything else, just the journey from Bai Family Village to the market. How far was that, huh? If it was about 25 kilograms, walking would consume an entire day. Yet, it could only net a hundred yuan in sales?
He could only think that the prosperous world and this place were simply not the same, right? Luofeng didn’t know how to evaluate this.
"Student Luofeng, if you can solve the transportation issue, then I think we could do five jiao per half-kilogram," Baihua said.
The price of goods in the deep mountains was indeed very cheap. At the Baiyi Light Food bar, a mashed potato dish originally sold for 26 yuan; even discounted, it was still 16 yuan. And what cooking skills did mashed potatoes require? Obviously none. Yet the price at the light-food bar remained so high. Going by the light-food bar’s pricing, a half-kilogram of ordinary potatoes already cost more than 50 yuan.
What if they were Wuyang Potatoes?
Luofeng, as a seasoned marketer, would certainly operate as he did with Anessa: first, shoot a documentary capturing the environment and the difficulty of transportation to establish a concept of rarity. Once such a concept was established, he would then promote a nutritional angle. Anything naturally blackish-purple contains anthocyanins, doesn’t it? And anthocyanins have numerous benefits: anti-aging, antioxidant, anti-radiation, and so on. After this series of operations, Luofeng would dare to sell 200 grams of Wuyang Potatoes for fifty to sixty yuan per serving.
Luofeng made some rough estimates. From Bai Lu’s home to Shu City, the transportation costs, including tolls and fuel, would be about 1,500 yuan. If they switched to freight vehicles, the price would double to 3,000 yuan. But vehicles that could enter Bai Family Village were hard to come by. Luofeng figured that at least a pickup from the Ford Raptor series would be able to make it up smoothly. This cost alone would exceed 500,000 yuan. However, pickups couldn’t enter Shu City’s downtown area, requiring another change in transportation. Luofeng considered that if they transported an average of 500 kilograms of potatoes, the cost per half-kilogram would soar to seven or eight yuan. With such exorbitant costs, naturally, no one would engage in such a loss-making business.
But Luofeng had the Baiyi Light Food bar, a very high-end establishment. What were a few yuan in transportation costs to him? Actually, whether it made money or not wasn’t important to him anymore; the key was simply to help Bai Lu’s hometown.
"Five jiao per half-kilogram?" Luofeng asked, a hint of a sigh in his voice.
Baihua said, "If you find it expensive, we can still discuss it!"
Luofeng quickly replied, "I mean the price is too low! We’ll handle the transportation ourselves and buy them at the market price of 2 yuan per half-kilogram!"
"Ah? Isn’t that too much? We’d be taking too much advantage," Baihua said, quickly waving her hands.
"I have conditions," Luofeng continued. "We’ll sign an agreement with you. You must sell your Wuyang Potatoes to us at the market price. Except for what you keep for yourselves, you are not permitted to sell any to others. Furthermore, if there’s demand, I’ll ask you to expand your growing area to increase the supply!"
Soon, thanks to the favorable conditions and Bai Lu acting as a mediator, Luofeng effortlessly secured the exclusive purchasing rights to Bai Family Village’s Wuyang Potatoes. As for the contract specifics, Luofeng was thinking of handing it over to Gu Yongjie, letting him recruit a qualified, veteran driver to run this particular route.
Around four o’clock in the afternoon, Bai Lu finally persuaded her mother, and they prepared to leave their hometown together. Because they were leaving, Bai Lu’s family prepared a gift of 50 kilograms of Wuyang Potatoes, all given to Luofeng for initial marketing. In addition, three chickens had also reached the end of their lives. It seemed their trip to Shu City would mark the end of their lives. There were also about five kilograms of cured pork ribs. Everything was packed and placed in the trunk. Around five o’clock, all the items were finally ready. Their house was entrusted to the care of the brave little boy’s family.

As for the birthday plans? Luofeng had already thought up a lot of outfits. Why? Why did a birthday relate to outfits? Don’t ask. If you did, the answer would involve maids, black silk stockings and high heels, Valentino, and such.

Of course, Luofeng also air-freighted 25 kilograms of Wuyang Potatoes back to Shanghai, acting as if money were no object. His family naturally wouldn’t be able to eat all of it, but they could give it away as gifts. People of Luo Lin’s status didn’t really care for common gifts like Heavy Nine cigarettes or Maotai Liquor; rare local produce like this would be more appreciated.
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