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Tian Tian brought this up, not just upset about the price being 60 yuan per pound, but also because the strawberries tasted terrible!

"Sure, they smell good, but the flesh is crumbly and hollow inside, with hardly any sweetness at all."

And yet they dare to sell this for 60 yuan—clearly fruit prices during the New Year are outrageous.

She stared at the box of strawberries on the table with full conviction: "I've tried our strawberries; if we sell them for 60 yuan per pound, people will be scrambling to buy them!"

That's how confident she was!

"Yeah," Song Tan nodded, "Teacher Tang told me this kind of fruit should follow the boutique route—it's a good fit. They're not fully ripe on a large scale yet, right?"

"Nope," Tian Tian shook her head, "During the planting period, we focused on encouraging it to grow stolons, so we can transplant and expand next year. Right now, it's just the first batch that's ripening."