If life had a starting line, someone was born in Rome

Chapter 234 A sudden live broadcast accident! Facing a public relations crisis! Cheap grain hurts farmers! (-in-)

Looking at the comments from the audience, Zhang Yunshu pursed his lips and smiled.

At this time, she had determined that Teacher Dong was completely improvising.

This adaptability and talent are simply admirable!

"When it comes to live streaming, it has to be Teacher Dong."

Zhang Yunshu couldn't help but sigh, but the next moment, she put away her smile.

Teacher Dong is indeed very good, but unfortunately, his performance in delivering goods is not outstanding.

They say gold always shines, but when will Teacher Dong’s opportunity come?

Zhang Yunshu looked melancholy here, while Wu Peng outside the door smiled and bared his big teeth:

"Teacher Dong is so literate! Although I have never experienced the scene I just said, the image suddenly came to my mind and I felt it was particularly beautiful."

When Sun Wei heard this, she smiled and nodded:

"Yes, it's as beautiful as a painting. I can try to restore it with my paintbrush tonight, a midsummer night, willow treetops, unknown birds, and carefree children."

Zhou Zicheng touched his head, rolled his eyes, and said:

"Yes, young and carefree learned it."

"Pfft~"

The three children looked at each other and smiled. This English phrase is probably something they will never forget in their lifetime.

Wu Peng clasped his little hands behind his back, shook his head, and said maturely:

"It would be great if Teacher Dong was my English teacher. In that case, my English wouldn't be so bad."

As he spoke, he pretended to sigh heavily:

"Alas~ I have never met a wise master in my life! Shift~"

"shift?"

Not to mention Lin Feng, Sun Wei and Zhou Zicheng both looked at Wu Peng at the same time.

Wu Peng felt everyone's gaze and touched his face in confusion:

"Uh, what's wrong with me?"

Lin Feng averted his eyes and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Sun Wei and Zhou Zicheng exchanged glances.

It's okay, silly, hold back your laughter.

The audience in the live broadcast room burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, what a person who has never met a clear master in his life!!"

"Shift!!"

"6!"

"..."

No matter how dull Wu Peng was, he felt something was wrong in the atmosphere and scratched his head:

"How did you...?"

Sun Wei pinched her thigh fiercely and finally controlled her expression:

"We, we are just like you. We hope that there will be more people like Teacher Dong to benefit students and audiences."

Zhou Zicheng sighed quietly:

"It's a pity that Teacher Dong is just such a melancholy person."

Wu Peng looked at Lin Feng and asked with hope:

"Teacher Lin, how many friends do you have like Teacher Dong?"

Lin Feng smiled slightly:

"Although there is a liberal arts champion every year, the only person who can speak for an hour in front of thousands of viewers in a live broadcast room and still make no mistakes is Teacher Dong. one."

Zhou Zicheng nodded, then shook his head:

"We viewers just want a good shopping experience, but there are very few anchors who can satisfy such a request."

"It's always a matter of whether or not the coffee should be brewed, and the manufacturer is begging to let it go at a loss..."

"Li Jiaqi was pretty good before, but after becoming famous, she fell into disrepair."

"It would be great if Teacher Dong could train students more productively. I like him like this."

As soon as Zhou Zicheng said this, Wu Peng raised his hands and feet in agreement:

"Ask Teacher Dong to start teaching classes, I will be the first to sign up!"

Sun Wei patted his head:

"This is decades of reading experience. How can it be mass-produced? You are overthinking."

At this point, all three children died.

Lin Feng looked at the expressions of the three people, smiled slightly, and inspired:

"Is there a possibility that you are overcomplicating things?"

Are you making things complicated?

The eyes of the three children suddenly brightened up, and they looked at Lin Feng with burning eyes.

"Teacher, what should we think about that?"

"Can Teacher Dong really be able to mass-produce it?"

"Teacher Lin, please give me some advice!"

Looking at the hungry eyes of the three little ones, Lin Feng said:

"It is impossible for Teacher Dong to be mass-produced. There is only one Dong Yuhui. That was the case in the past and will be in the future."

“So, we have to focus on the audience’s shopping experience.”

"It's been much easier since then."

Lin Feng looked at Zhang Yunshu in the live broadcast room and said to the children leisurely:

“The essence of shopping is the product itself.”

"We just need to return to our original aspiration, where consumers focus on quality, producers focus on research and development, and sellers focus on reputation."

“Then the shopping experience can’t be bad.”

"We also have to believe that in the future, there will be more and more good brands and products."

"Because there are always people like Dong Yuhui working hard."

"And like Li Jiaqi..."

Speaking of this name, Lin Feng smiled meaningfully:

"Let the bullets fly for a while. Everything has two sides. The market needs catalysts to accelerate its development."

After hearing Lin Feng's words, Zhou Zicheng showed a thoughtful expression.

It is true that it is impossible to copy a person, but it is feasible to use standardization to produce good products.

What they discussed before is indeed complicated by their thinking.

Wu Peng and Sun Wei looked at each other, and both of them smiled.

The essence of shopping is the product itself.

No matter how much the anchor boasts, the quality of the products is not up to par. While consumers are dissatisfied, it also damages the anchor's reputation.

When Teacher Dong sells rice, he is stationed directly in the village and follows up the whole process.

It can be seen that he and Teacher Lin have the same idea!

Although Zhang Yunshu was in the live broadcast room, he was not far away. She also listened to Lin Feng's words.

Return to the essence of goods, which is to make good goods.

It doesn't matter, she believes in herself and can definitely make or find something good.

…………

While several children were enjoying their harvest, Dong Yuhui ate corn, watched the barrage, and chatted leisurely with the audience.

While chatting, he saw a comment:

"A corn cob sells for six yuan. Is this price really reasonable? I came from a rural background. I remember that the purchase price of a corn cob was only 4 or 5 cents. This profit has increased more than ten times!"

As soon as the audience took the lead, some barrages followed:

"Six yuan for a palm-sized corn is indeed a bit expensive, but I am willing to support Teacher Dong and buy a few corns to try."

“I really couldn’t bear to buy a lot at this price, so I bought one.”

"The one who said it is expensive, Teacher Dong also wants to make money. You can't sell it for the original price. Isn't that charity?"

"It's not that you can't make money, but Teacher Dong, is this profit a little unreasonable?"

"Teacher Dong did not earn this money alone. There are also transportation and packaging, which are all costs. You must understand it."

Seeing the barrage that filled the screen questioning whether six yuan for a piece of corn was too expensive, Zhang Yunshu suddenly became nervous!

She didn't know the purchase price of corn, nor did she know how much profit Teacher Dong made.

but!

Consumers questioned the high price, which caused the anchor to just overturn. I still vividly remember the incident.

If Teacher Dong doesn't handle this matter well, he will die before he even gets out of the way!

Moreover, the viewers in the live broadcast room seemed to understand the price sentence by sentence. However, this kind of understanding at this time will become a ruthless reminder after things have fermented.

Because this means that everyone has already acquiesced that Teacher Dong has made a lot of money.

If this becomes public opinion and is labeled as a profiteer, Teacher Dong will not be able to stand up!

In desperation, Zhang Yunshu sneaked to the door in small steps and asked Lin Feng for help in a low voice:

"Teacher Lin, it's over, Teacher Dong is in crisis!"

With that said, she handed the phone to Lin Feng:

"Look, the whole screen is saying that Teacher Dong's corn is expensive. If this is not handled well, big trouble will happen."

"Teacher Lin, please think of a way quickly to help Teacher Dong."

Lin Feng squinted his eyes and looked at the barrage.

Now, the audience of the program group also knew.

"Damn it, how do you respond to this?"

"I think it's appropriate for Teacher Dong to remain silent and pretend that he didn't see anything."

"Yes, yes, the navy will brush over."

"Teacher Dong, you shouldn't be like Li Jiaqi and fight back, right?"

"Probably not?"

"This can be considered crisis public relations!"

"..."

What everyone is hotly discussing is also what a few children are worried about.

Zhou Zicheng was so nervous that his palms were sweating.

"Teacher Lin, this matter is difficult to handle. What can you do? Write it on the teleprompter and show it to Teacher Dong."

With a worried expression, Sun Wei gently pulled Zhou Zicheng:

"There are specialties in the arts, so this is a problem for Teacher Lin..."

The words were not finished, but the implication was already clear.

Zhang Yunshu fell silent, realizing his presumption.

Wu Peng bit his lip and looked at Lin Feng with some hope and some worry.

Lin Feng saw the different expressions on the four children's faces, smiled slightly, and said:

"Children, let me make a bet with you. Teacher Dong can resolve this so-called crisis in one minute."

what? !

One minute to resolve the so-called "crisis"? !

The audience in the live broadcast room of the program group opened their eyes wide, and speculations suddenly started in their hearts.

"The implication is that Teacher Lin doesn't think this is a problem?"

"It's not just Teacher Lin who doesn't think this is a problem. With this tone, Teacher Lin also confirmed that Teacher Dong can handle it calmly."

"I don't understand, but I'm shocked because on this issue, I just lost one person before!"

"I really can't think of how I can clear my name in this matter."

“Take a bold guess, sincerity is a must-kill skill??”

"You'd better stop guessing now."

"..."

The children at the scene were just as suspicious as the audience in the live broadcast room.

But before he could ask, he heard Dong Yuhui's voice coming over:

"Friends, I saw the barrage. Some friends said that my corn is too expensive, and the purchase price of the field is only 4 or 5 cents. I will make a digression here."

Dong Yuhui looked at the camera with a calm smile on his face:

"First of all, this friend's question is reasonable. This sentence was not said by me, but by Mr. Lu Xun."

"Mr. Lu Xun has a famous saying: Doubt is right, but we must give this doubt a conclusion."

"Haha, my friend, please give me a chance to explain."

Dong Yuhui held the corn sample, showed it seriously in front of the camera, and said:

"First of all, I am also the child of a farmer, so I know that the 4 or 5 cents of corn you mentioned is real."

"And, to be honest, corn with 4 or 5 cents a piece is the mainstream in the market now, because today, the main use of corn is to feed livestock, and most of the corn grown is not for human consumption. .”

"It is precisely because of this that corn with 4 or 5 cents a piece is not suitable for human consumption, both in terms of taste and pesticide residue testing."

"The second point is that our corn is produced in the black soil. Some good producing areas in the black soil produce good corn, and the cost is very high."

"Take it back from the ground, and one stick is worth two pieces, my friend."

Zhang Yunshu was stunned when he heard Dong Yuhui reveal the cost price!

Can you still be so sincere? !

That's right, Zhang Yunshu has no doubts about the purchase price at all.

Because she had been in business herself, the words on her lips at that time were really just that——

Classmate, I really don’t make any money! The purchase price is only 3.2 yuan. I sell it to you for 3.5 yuan. The difference of 30 cents is not enough for my fare!

In fact, the purchase price is only one yuan, one yuan, two yuan...

Therefore, the purchase price is 2 yuan, which is definitely true.

but……

Teacher Dong, what you sell is six yuan!

So, will the audience not accept it?

Zhang Yunshu glanced at the barrage, and sure enough, some viewers were already questioning it.

Why should something with a purchase price of 2 yuan be sold for 6 yuan in the live broadcast room?

Some people are even asking whether this is squeezing the profit margins of farmers...

Looking at the heated barrage that filled the screen, Zhang Yunshu believed that Teacher Dong had also seen it.

However, Dong Yuhui still made a three sign to the camera and said:

"Third point, you will know the quality of our corn after one bite. You can question and doubt me, but please give me and the corn a chance to prove that we are good and worthy."

After saying this, Dong Yuhui explained everyone’s questions:

"Fourth point, I just said that the cost of this corn is two yuan. Some friends may say, 'It costs 2 yuan. It is wrong to sell it for six yuan. If you want to help farmers, just collect it for six yuan. Six yuan." Sell ​​it and give all the money to the farmers.'"

"Friend, I also want to give all these six yuan to farmers, but this is unrealistic."

"If you just want farmers to make money, this product won't make money."

Having said this, Dong Yuhui looked serious and analyzed seriously:

"Friends, think about it, if there are no middlemen to make money, who will buy this corn?"

"Without manufacturers to package, transport, deliver, and provide after-sales service, who can sell this corn?"

"Friends, you must know that the most helpless and most realistic problem with agricultural products is that they rot directly in the ground."

"My own personal experience..."

Speaking of this, a trace of sadness flashed across Dong Yuhui's eyes:

"When I was young, my family grew apples, and the apples rotted in the ground."

Dong Yuhui fell into his own memories, stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, as if to hide something:

“In those years, everyone didn’t know what to grow, so they just grew apples.”

"I'm still young, so I don't know why there is such a consensus. Anyway, one village, no, several surrounding villages, all grow apples. It seems that growing apples can be exchanged for money, so as to solve the urgent need."

"At the end of the day, the apples are worthless."

"In autumn, my God, on the loess plains in the north, there are apple orchards all over the mountains and fields, and no one wants them even if they fall to the ground."

"At that time, farmers didn't make any money, and middlemen didn't make any money either, so they couldn't sell it."

"In the end, there was nothing we could do. Do you know what to do with those apples?"

"When the apples are still green and sour, the buyers come to collect them. They hold the whole tree and shake it. All the fruits fall off, and they are packed in sacks. What do they do with them? Make apples. vinegar."

"Friends, this is the low price of grain and the harm to farmers!"

Low grain prices hurt farmers...

When these four words came out of Dong Yuhui's mouth, his own eyes turned red first.

Dong Yuhui took a deep breath, turned to the camera, and lowered his head. It seemed that he was trying his best to suppress his emotions.

However, there was a temporary void in the live broadcast room where there were constant questioning voices.

Low grain prices hurt farmers... low grain prices hurt farmers!

(End of this chapter)