Song Tan Jishi

  Chapter 149 149. Wholesale?

  The uncle wanted to flip the table angrily:

   "Are you short of these ten dollars?"

Mao Li also had a **** in her neck: "It's bad, why isn't it bad? The big ones don't make money, and they have facial masks and manicures at home every day, and the young ones have to give me money to enroll in interest classes to go to kindergarten. What should I do if I don't save money?" ?”

  She meant something in her words, accusing Sang and scolding Huai, she was talking about her daughter-in-law who didn't work or pay.

  However, strong players have strong players, Sun Yanyan stared at the TV seriously, as if she didn't hear this at all.

  Mao Li hit the cotton with her fist, took a breath, and pointed at Song Tan and Song Hongmei again:

"There is also Hongmei, who is also an aunt. Why doesn't she pick her to death all day long? Tan Tan gave her something and she took it all away, and there was nothing left for us. These aunts and nephews are really secretive." !"

  Speaking of this, Sun Yanyan remembered: "Mom, didn't auntie give us a bag of Sophora japonica flowers the day before yesterday?"

  Mao Li snorted angrily: "That thing can't be kneaded or squeezed. When I came back to carry things, it was weighed down by dozens of catties of lettuce. Can I still have it? I threw it away the night before."

   "Oh," Sun Yanyan lamented, "Why did you just throw it away? Sophora japonica flowers in this vegetable market are very expensive, and they cost ten yuan a catty."

  As soon as she said this, Mao Li stood up resentfully:

   "Stop doing foreign work at home, and go to the vegetable market with me."

  Sun Yanyan didn't want to move—her mother-in-law always wanted to take money from her, and she might post it to her sister-in-law later, so she paid for it herself because she was stupid!

   "Why go..." Very reluctant.

  Maoli took a deep breath: "Shopping for vegetables! What else can you do! I'll serve you all day after day—if you still want to eat lettuce at noon, then don't go."

  Sun Yanyan patted her **** and followed.

  She will not pay if she doesn't pay, but whoever likes to eat lettuce can eat it, anyway, she has enough.

   After thinking for a while, she said, "Mom, it seems that Auntie took bamboo shoots with her when she left. Tan Tan said she was going to sell them too. Maybe it's here today. How about we go to the big market by the river?"

  The vegetable market was a little far away from home, and because there was a lot of trouble there last time, Mao Li secretly swore in her heart that she would never go there again.

  But at this moment, she was not feeling well, so she snorted coldly, but she turned around anyway.

   Sun Yanyan was sure that Song Tan really came today.

This time she came to sell vegetables alone, and the big QR code was pasted on the top of the pickup truck. She was so perfunctory that she didn't even move the bamboo shoots down. Instead, she squatted in the pickup truck, paying with one hand and paying with the other. goods.

  The scene was bustling and noisy, if it weren’t for the grandpas and aunts who came (after all, when it comes to buying vegetables, young people have almost no fighting power in the vegetable market), it would be like a concert held in a pile of bamboo shoots on pickup trucks.

   Although Qiao Qiao didn't come today, Song Tan didn't feel hectic by himself.

  —I have continued to practice for more than a month. Although I am still in the Qi training period, I have finally made some progress, and I have gradually sensed the divine consciousness.

  Although she doesn't use it very much because of the precious and scarce spiritual energy, she can strengthen her memory and listen to the payment information on the mobile phone and the amount everyone wants, which can be regarded as a piece of cake.

   Not to mention that she's not entirely alone.

   No, the vegetable vendor next to him also helped to collect the cash!

   After all, not everyone in the older customer group can play smart phones smoothly.

  If both of them are colleagues, they should be regarded as competitors, right? Vegetable vendors will not abandon their stalls to help.

   But the problem is, it also depends on the level!

  If it was the vegetable vendor next door to the right, he would at most help keep an eye on the stall when people went to the toilet, and would never leave his stall to work.

  Can be replaced by Song Tan...

   She said that once her little pickup truck stopped, the customers rushing around would never look at these ordinary vegetables again.

  Then why is he sitting there? It's better to have a relationship.

  But the little girl is not big, but she is straightforward. She was busy on the back of the truck, and when she heard him come to ask politely, she casually arranged a job to collect cash.

  The vegetable vendor was really flattered.

   With her bamboo shoots full of buckets, the cash flow is also amazing.

   So I became more serious.

   But he was busy for an hour, and when the number of people decreased, he looked at the money in his pocket and suddenly realized——

  What trust?

  Isn’t what I’m doing the job of this girl’s stupid brother?

   Turning his head again, Song Tan saw that there were fewer people, and turned around to bring him a bag of bamboo shoots weighing three catties.

   "Take it, I won't charge you any more."

  Hey, it’s raining red, and the iron **** has plucked its feathers!

  The vegetable vendor was not too polite, and now he opened the plastic bag, looked at the three big winter bamboo shoots and a handful of spring bamboo shoots inside, and sighed again:

   "Those bamboo shoots weighing three catties, the shells are two and a half catties, that's all there is left."

  Together, it is enough for only one plate, and it has to be that kind of shallow dish.

He sighed to Song Tan: "The few catties of bamboo shoots I bought from your house last time, I finished them in one meal. You said that you don't provide such good dishes to five-star hotels, and you insist on selling them in front of me every day? "

   It is affordable to buy, but he can't bear to eat every day. He sleeps at night to earn money desperately, fearing that one day he will not have enough food.

   What a crime!

Song Tan laughed: "Then it's a little early for you to worry about it. It's still at the door of the house, digging for anything. In two months, all the vegetables in my field will be cooked. If you don't pay me a hundred dollars a day For a dollar, I will admire your determination!"

  If a hundred yuan is all green vegetables, let’s say five catties of cabbage, at least the whole family can have a full meal.

   What if it’s like this bamboo shoot, with the skin on… a hundred dollars? I'm afraid I can only eat fresh ones.

  He sighed: "Even if I bought cherries for my child, I didn't feel so distressed."

   Turning around, I became interested again: "What kind of vegetables do you grow in your field? Are they of the same quality as these?"

  Song Tan thought about those vegetable seedlings that he had used his spiritual power since soaking the seeds, and now nodded firmly: "It's not bad."

  The vegetable vendor trembled: "The price..."

   The price is not the price, Song Tan hasn't seriously considered it yet, but it's all vegetables that are eaten every day, so this thing can be sold at a sky-high price. so what?

  She didn't want to be the richest man.

  Then nodded again: "The old rule, twenty yuan a catty." It's convenient to get used to the calculation.

  The vegetable vendor counted the dishes he just mentioned with his fingers:

  Park choy germinates quickly, and it will be on the market on Labor Day, followed by tomatoes, cucumbers, eggplants, cowpeas—oh my god, these are sold every month!

  How much will he spend?

   After thinking for a while, the vegetable vendor came over again: "Sister, do you sell this vegetable wholesale? What's the wholesale price?"

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  (end of this chapter)