At 12 o'clock at night, everyone who went to collect cabbages in the fields finally came back with baskets full of vegetables.
Song Tan lowered his head and took a look: These cabbages have thin roots, and the soil at the roots has obviously been gently rinsed. They are neatly tied with straw at the moment, not to mention how fresh and juicy they are.
"Mom, how much did you charge?"
Several large plastic baskets were filled.
"We weighed over 1,000 kilograms in the field, and they were all weighed one kilogram high. Some weighed one kilogram and one tael, and some weighed less than one tael. Anyway, it was a thousand, so it was easy to count."
Ulan explained while wiping his hands.
"OK."
Song Tan put the big baskets on the large scale at home one by one, then raised his hand and put them on the pickup truck.
Now Wu Lan is used to her strong strength. Seeing her carrying baskets there, he told everyone to wash their hands and rest quickly, and prepare to eat.
Working in the fields late at night is not tiring, but I'm still not used to it.
The lamps in the courtyard were not very large, illuminating the whole courtyard dimly. On the other hand, the fire in front of the stove was so bright that the dumplings tumbling in the pot were all white and plump and cute. Everyone smelled the unique aroma of the dumplings and couldn't help but feel hungry now.
Those who are working are still thinking:
"Wulan, I think your vegetables are really good. Where did you buy the vegetable seedlings? If you have more seedlings next time, please give me a few."
This is not a big deal. Wulan nodded directly: "Okay. My daughter said that after pulling out the cabbage, we will plant peppers. Do you want pepper seedlings?"
"Is it as good as your cabbage?"
The baby cabbage was crispy and juicy, and everyone was greedy for it when they were in the field.
But Wulan really can't guarantee this: "Then you have to ask Tantan. I have used very expensive fertilizers on my land. I don't know what your own crops will look like."
As soon as he said this, the big guy who was about to move stopped.
They are all people who have been farming for decades. Whether this vegetable is good or not depends on the variety, but it also has something to do with subsequent planting.
Looking at the common varieties in their fields, I guess the reason why they grow so well is really because of those special fertilizers.
Oops, the prices of fertilizers and urea have been rising year after year. It’s a pity that if we don’t farm now, otherwise the whole family will have to suffer from the northwest wind by the end of the year!
Forget it.
The white and fat dumplings were floating up and down in the pot. Qiaoqiao used a slotted spoon to pick them up and put them into a bowl. Everyone dipped their tongues in vinegar and ate them while sighing:
"Tantan, farming is not as comfortable as working in Ningcheng, right?"
Ah this.
Song Tan thought: Actually, it's a bit comfortable.
But she also knew she couldn't say that, so she smiled silently.
This smile seemed to bring everyone, and the aunts in the village began to talk about it: "Well, it's so comfortable to go to work from 9 to 5, and go home to farm and enjoy the wind and sun..."
"That's right, I don't have much place to spend money at home. But I can't earn much from selling vegetables. Look at the cabbage from two acres of land. You have to transport it to Ningcheng in the middle of the night to sell it. It's hard for us farmers. …”
"That's right," Ulan also agreed with a serious tone: "If the child hadn't insisted on tossing it, I wouldn't have dared to throw money into it. Now the cost of pension has been put in."
….
As soon as she sold out miserably, everyone comforted her: "You can't say that. Nowadays, young people are bold and have many abilities. I see Douyin and other online sellers. If the sales are good, they can make it in a year." Earn millions!"
"Yes, we Tantan are good at growing vegetables. Let's go to Ningcheng and find a reliable wholesaler. Even if it's cheaper, we can save some money!"
"That's right, Wulan, don't worry too much. Didn't you say that the better things in your home are all ordered by a big boss who likes to eat green vegetables? Those who can keep their profits, and the rest are all pure profits, nor Suffer a loss."
Zhang Yanping's mouth twitched when he heard this. He was speechless and had no choice but to eat dumplings.
Xin Jun couldn't eat anymore.
Because he has been here for so long, he has never provided even a small onion or garlic to his family, and he has completely forgotten about the farmhouse at home.
But the problem is that he can't bear to transport the baby cabbage, so it's not feasible to send it all the way!
Otherwise, buy a pound of tea and go home?
Every time you serve tea to your guests, adding one or two sticks to a pot of tea is also a way to improve your reputation, right?
As for honey... His farmhouse sells honey water to relieve hangovers. After all, the customers who drink it don't care about the price. The price is very expensive, 12 yuan a cup.
But the purchase price of Song Tan's honey is 1,000 yuan a bottle, which is not cost-effective.
He thought about it and sent a message to his mother in the middle of the night:
[Pak choi is not resistant to transportation. Cucumbers will be on the market in May, and I will discuss cooperation then. 】
However, Xin’s mother had already inquired about it early, and now she asked:
[Chinese cabbage cannot withstand transportation. Bring back some chopped scallions and let’s make scallion rolls. 】
Xin Jun: He really knows how to think about it.
But the green onions are only grown on a small amount of land, so where can I get the extra ones to provide to my family? In the city, we have to send out another batch every three to five.
He told his mother about this situation, but Xin's mother said in disgust: "This won't work, and that won't work either. Then what are you doing staying there? Eating free food?"
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Xin Jun has not yet had a meal. He is seriously paid here, but he cannot say this, otherwise he will definitely be taken home to work as a waiter.
I could only hesitantly: "Mom, I think this family farm model is pretty good. I'll look into it. If it doesn't work, we can also build a farm food base at home..."
Here, the aunts who came to work made two big bowls of dumplings each, filling their bellies with belly. Now they have to go to the pot again to prepare some dumpling soup.
"Ouch, didn't you say you can't even walk? Why are you still drinking soup!"
"I can't do it! Besides, the original soup turns into original food. It's easier to digest after drinking this dumpling soup."
The seventh cousin quickly stopped him: "Don't drink the dumpling soup. I've made white fungus soup here, drink more!"
With a flick of the big spoon, the smooth white fungus, along with red dates, wolfberry and lotus seeds, were poured into everyone's bowls.
At this time, the aunts were really dumbfounded.
The sweet smell of white fungus soup hit their faces, but they really endured it (*?????).
As for the hot, translucent and milky dumpling soup, his cousin poured it into a large bucket nearby.
Wash the cabbage roots from before and mix them in. First, I poured a spoonful of it for the three grumbling puppies at home, and then I divided half a bucket of it for the caretakers at the home.
Then take the remaining half of the bucket...
Qiao Qiao was already familiar with adding wheat bran and rice bran to it.
In the middle of the night, if people have late-night snacks, let's give the pigs an extra meal. The dumplings were so fragrant, I felt like I could hear the pigs braying in the back hill.
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