Song Tan Jishi

They strolled back, but Lao Zhao and his eldest nephew did not dare to leave - they were paying 5 yuan a pound for radish and cabbage. If they didn't keep an eye on it, what if ordinary ones got in?

Having been doing business for so many years, Lao Zhao knows that he is not afraid of criticism from customers. What he is afraid of is that many customers will not speak up. But once they notice that there is a quality problem, they will never come back next time.

 So, while everyone else went back, he and his eldest nephew had to watch here.

 Fortunately, Li Lanhua has full respect for buyers.

At this time, not only was the stove burning brightly, but melon seeds and peanut candies were also placed nearby. I heard Song Tan said that he would go back to eat oranges, and he also took out all the oranges he and Ulan picked last time:

“Try it, these are our local oranges picked from Shitushipo next door. They taste pretty good.”

Thinking about it, I took out the tea leaves that the old Song family gave me at the beginning of spring, grabbed two handfuls and put them in the cup——

With this specification, it is much more generous than Song Tan who either drinks old leaves or tea leaves!

Lao Zhao was visibly intoxicated and he became friendly:

“Sister, please stop being busy and hurry up and put away the dishes. If everything goes well, I’ll take you back today and we’ll pay you in cash.”

It's time for him to start making announcements, hoping that the car can be sold when it returns to the city in the afternoon.

 “Okay, okay!” Li Lanhua was overjoyed when she heard this, and quickly took the knife and went out.

Although more than a thousand kilograms of cabbage sounds exaggerated, it is actually only more than 100 cabbages. She danced with her arms like a tiger, and the machete clicked, and they were soon piled aside.

 And Qiaoqiao just brought the scale and trailer:

“Auntie, my sister said it’s easier for you to use this trailer to transport vegetables.”

"Okay, okay!" Li Lanhua put down the kitchen knife in her hand. She had used it a little too hard and was still trembling a little. Now she took the scale and placed it in the yard, and then pulled the cabbage one by one.

She broke off the old leaves, and Lao Zhao's eldest nephew put the cabbage into a basket and weighed it, recording -

 Not long after, more than 100 cabbages were piled neatly in the carriage in front of me.

“A total of 1,623 catties and 6 taels, that’s 1,623 catties, 5 yuan per catty, a total of 8,115—right?” Lao Zhao Ma sneaked over to settle the account.

Li Lanhua's joy can be seen with the naked eye, nodding her head at this moment, thinking that the buyer introduced by Song Tan is reliable and down-to-earth, and she only pays a few taels for the change.

 More than 8,000! I have never heard of anyone earning more than 8,000 RMB by growing cabbage in the surrounding area!

She was so intoxicated just thinking about this number. If Zhou Maozhu hadn't come back with a trailer full of radishes, she wouldn't have been able to recover!

Turnips are much more troublesome to put away than cabbages. Li Lanhua came to her senses, changed her kitchen knife, and stabbed the top of the turnip just above the head without hurting the skin!

 Just right!

As the radish leaves rustled into the basket, the chickens that had been poking their heads before rushed over hesitantly.

 But this time it could be sold for money. Li Lanhua showed no mercy and quickly stamped her foot and waved her hand:

"go!"

Broiler chickens are stupid and not as sensitive and cautious as native chickens. After being scolded, they only dispersed slightly, but they still lingered around, as if they were about to take a peck at the right opportunity.

The eldest nephew looked at Zhi Le, and now he came over and moved a bench to sit there, helping Li Lanhua pick old leaves. The old leaves picked out and thrown aside on the spot can be regarded as attracting these cuckooing guys.

This kind of work has no technical content, so the two of them worked together quickly. Before the eldest nephew finished picking the vegetables, Li Lanhua had already turned on the faucet, put in a large basin of water, and poured all the radishes in.

These are all for sale, and the price is still high. Li Lanhua put on rubber gloves and rubbed them very seriously.

Lao Zhao, who wandered out of the room from time to time to take a look, stared at his phone and found that the order for radish had reached 380 kilograms, and he couldn't help but sigh with satisfaction!

 His trust and reputation among customers have also increased now!

 Otherwise, when radishes sell for more than ten yuan per catty, everyone wouldn’t be so quick to get them.

 At this rate, it only takes a day or two to produce 2,000 kilograms of radishes.

Moreover, this thing is easy to store. Even if you put it away casually after cleaning, it can last for a week. There is really no pressure to sell it.

Thinking of this, he rarely stretched his arms and legs, then pulled the trailer to the field, and helped Zhou Maozhu transport a basket of radishes back.

Zhou Maozhu was cheerful, thinking that this boss has such a good temper! After a while, I regretted it again—

Had I known that these radish and cabbage could be sold at this price, how could I have been working in the fields of Lao Song's family for 10 days and a half in autumn?

well! Thanks to their kindness! If there is work next year, their family must hurry up, otherwise there will be too many people in the village, and the young monks will have more than enough, so why should they give it to themselves?

 …

At Lao Song's house, Lao Zhu endured it again and again, but still couldn't help but praise: "Xiao Song, you are helping the villagers hand in hand!"

"I didn't!" Song Tan was peeling an orange, and Daju took advantage of the fire to get in with the children meowing. Suddenly, the juice from the orange peel splashed onto his face, and he immediately retreated to the corner.

 When Qiao Qiao saw this, he was ready to take action.

Song Tan didn't even raise his head: "I told you, you can only play in your room in your big field. When there are guests at home, you are not allowed to take it to any place where you can eat."

"If it doesn't work, you can put it in the back mountain and ask the squirrels to teach it. It would be embarrassing to take this little brain out."

“Oh.” Qiaoqiao sat back in frustration, shook the small iron pot in his hand, and started cooking rock sugar again.

Then Song Tan continued the previous topic: "Grandpa Zhu, you see, I have taken over such a large area in my hometown by myself. Although I plan to hire people to keep an eye on it next year, it is still hard to guard against the local people who want to do harm."

“I distributed the vegetable seedlings so that everyone can earn money. There will be fewer people going out to work next year, so I can hire more workers. Since we all share a common interest, it will be much easier.”

When she talks about utilitarianism, Lao Zhu is not stupid: "Everything depends on deeds but not on heart. No one in the world is perfect on heart. No matter what you think, you make other people's lives better and make real money. This is a great thing." Son!"

He looked at Party Secretary Xiao Zhu and said meaningfully: "Xiao Jun, I think there is a lot of potential in rural development. You can learn a lot of experience, so calm down and study for two more years."

 In the past, Party Secretary Xiao Zhu had already thought about his way up. But now the ambition is still there, but the things I see are deeper.

 A mouth is also harder to fool with ordinary food.

After hearing this, I immediately understood what Lao Zhu meant. At this moment, I felt that the atmosphere was a bit serious, so I joked with a smile:

“Grandpa, do you want me to get first-hand delicious food and drinks here? The first one who is near the water and the terrace is the first to get the moon!”

 Update 3, good night!

I have already written 80,000 words on the 18th. I hope that my hard work in January will make you forgive me for asking for leave in February...