43. What’s so good about this dish?

Style: Romance Author: Song of ThornsWords: 2139Update Time: 24/01/18 04:07:40
It gets brighter and earlier, and the temperature gradually rises.

The peach and cherry trees at the door have also begun to bloom. The village is covered with light green vegetation and the early morning mist is lingering, which is particularly beautiful.

Song Tan cut the video and sent it out last night. It has been updated a hundred and eighty times and has not received a few views.

Her cultivation of immortality is very unprofessional, and at least she has not yet cultivated a peaceful mind. I became angry when I saw this number of views, and finally turned my grief and anger into motivation and went to the fields to pick milkvetch.

Anyway, I don’t have to worry about selling the vegetables. I go there every day and I can earn one or two thousand yuan a time.

But today she and Qiaoqiao were the only ones picking.

Grandma Wang Lifen wrapped a plastic raincloth around her waist, tied the basket to her waist, and then asked with a straw hat: "Tan Tan, I'm going to pick tea. Do you have time to put away the vegetables?"

After thinking for a while, he added: "How about I stay? There are four people invited to pick tea on the mountain, and I am the only one left."

Wu Lan quickly said: "It's okay, Mom, I'm here. You can go pick tea. There just happens to be someone here, and it saves others the trouble of doing foreign work."

In fact, they are all from the village, and Wulan hired hard-working people. Even for the sake of face, everyone will not fish and swim.

But when Wang Lifen heard this reason, she hurried up the mountain.

Song Tan had just brought back the milkvetch he had picked. Together with Qiao Qiao, the family of three was busy packing it up. He hesitated after hearing this:

"It's quite hard to stand in the fields all day picking tea leaves. Why not ask my grandma to help clean them at home."

Ulan shook his head: "Working at home is not that easy, but I want to give you money, but your grandma doesn't want it - a day or two is fine, but after a long time, your uncle will feel unhappy."

Both families pay for the pension, so why does the old man only help his younger son with the work?

This is not to say that it is a matter of small-mindedness. Everything is concerned not with scarcity but with inequality.

Their family is harmonious now because they are particularly particular about this aspect.

"It's different to go to the mountains to pick tea. We hire people for 150 days. If your grandma goes to pick tea, she is willing to take the money."

Although I used the excuse that I was old and didn't pick much, I only agreed to get one hundred, but I finally got it.

Song Tan nodded and sighed again - this is a completely different mentality from farming when he was practicing!

There are so many emotions to take care of.

Wulan carefully selected the milkvetch she had picked, and felt distressed after thinking about the wages:

"You said we only have a tea garden, and usually it's enough to hire one or two people. Who knew that the tea leaves would grow so well this year, and you still have to hire two more people... Now, including your milk, one day's labor costs 700 Bucks.”

I don’t know why this year’s tea leaves are growing really well, just like the milkvetch in the fields, with densely packed fresh bud tips. You can tell by looking at them that they must be of high quality.

But let's do some math: "The tea leaves are so lush that one person can definitely handle four kilograms of tea leaves a day. And if you have your grandma, it will be treated as five kilograms of dry tea a day."

"The labor cost is 700. In addition, we also have fertilizers and other things, and we have to hire someone to fry it... If the price is less than 300 per pound, we will definitely lose money."

Wulan was a little worried as he calculated: "The tea in our mountains is not famous at all. Is it okay if it is sold too expensive?"

Song Tan had no choice but to promise a hundred times: "Mom, don't worry! If it doesn't work, look at our basket full of wild vegetables, which can be sold for 20,000 to 30,000 yuan in half a month."

"Who else has this ability besides me?"

My daughter is bragging again!

Wulan glared at her: "Is that your ability? It's because we can compete in the fields and grow good vegetables!"

While muttering: "We have been farming for decades, but you, who know nothing, have caught up..."

The words were both gratifying and a bit sour.

While stacking bundles of milkvetch into plastic storage baskets, I did not forget to say:

"You remember Ziyunying left two or three kilograms for your uncle and aunt. Last time, she said she would send wild vegetables, but she was so busy the next day that she didn't take care of them. Now the wild vegetables are all old."

"In total, you've been selling vegetables for several months. It wouldn't be appropriate if you don't deliver them this time."

Song Tan nodded: "Okay, I won't forget it this time."

This time when I went to the vegetable market, there were more aunties waiting on the roadside.

Everyone even helped carry the basket, just to buy food quickly. Qiao Qiao took out the QR code and stuck it on her chest, then took the plastic bag and was ready to go!

He has been very good at counting recently, and the aunts are willing to let him come to get the food. Qiaoqiao has been in the limelight for a while, and he is very active.

"Girl, you accept reservations and deliver goods to people from other places. Why don't we accept reservations here? I'll tell you on WeChat. It's so easy to come, pick up the food and leave."

Song Tan smiled so much that her dimples were exposed, she was sweet and sweet:

"Auntie, they pay for the postage. Each shipment costs dozens of dollars more."

"And people from other places can't eat good food like ours. How can you be as discerning as Auntie, who can identify it at a glance."

"Oh! You little girl is really good at talking..."

The aunts happily paid and left with a few bundles of vegetables.

In fact, it is not the reason for the postage, but the process of making reservations and collections is very cumbersome, and it is easy to make mistakes if you are not careful.

The current volume is not large, and there is only this one crop. It is not worthwhile to develop a small program for this purpose.

Song Tan is also busy at home every day, so there is no need to do this.

They are very lively here, and people in the vegetable market are not surprised.

A girl and her stupid brother drove a pickup truck here every day to set up a stall and sell vegetables. The food they sold was very expensive, and they sold extremely fast!

People in this vegetable market have been watching for more than a day or two. Not only the nearby vendors are asking about it, but even the vegetable buyers can't help but want to join in the fun and ask:

"Sister, you buy food at this stall every day. Are you doing that kind of group buying?"

"No!" the aunt said confidently.

How can she fiddle with group buying on her mobile phone? She has been buying food from the wet market her whole life:

"This girl's food is good. Let's wait in advance in that group to see what time she will come."

He looked at the vegetable stall behind him and said, "Are there two baskets left? They will probably be sold out in half an hour."

Even though everyone knows what they see every day, they can’t help but be surprised when they hear this efficiency——

This is not the busiest morning market, it is mid-morning, around nine or ten! Is it possible to sell this kind of fresh leafy vegetables at this speed at this time?

"Then what's so good about this dish? It costs twenty yuan to buy it, so a family would have to eat a hundred yuan a day."

The vegetable vendor next door couldn't help but want to ask. This way of eating is too arrogant.

There was also this eldest sister, who looked at her coldly, coming here every day and unwilling to spend a hundred and eighty yuan every time - How rich is this family?