Song Tan Jishi

  Chapter 211 211. Brother Yanping's Career Planning

   Excited by the house, Zhang Yanping pulled a root of grass and put it in his mouth, while squatting in the chestnut garden, looking at the small flower stalks sprouting among the lush green leaves, he couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"well…"

   This sigh made Brother Loach, who was pulling weeds hard, very unhappy.

   "Why, I have worked so hard, are you still not satisfied?"

   If you want to say that Brother Loach is willing to do what he does here, it is definitely not. But he feels that he is a big man, and he is willing to bet and admit defeat!

  So I don’t even bother to be lazy today. To be reasonable, it’s hard to find such a person nowadays.

  Who would be dissatisfied with Bailai's permanent worker?

  Zhang Yanping smiled very amiably:

   "Look at what you said, we are not a game, there are rewards and punishments, just have fun!"

  Brother Niach unceremoniously pulled off the labor protection gloves on his hand, revealing his glowing red palm:

   "What's the fun? My hands are almost torn from rubbing."

   Ah this.

  Zhang Yanping was speechless.

   Thinking that this brother also contributed tens of thousands of dollars yesterday, so he quickly changed the topic: "I mainly sigh for myself, this big brother, what do you think I will do in the future?"

  He didn't think so much at first, the salted fish career, every day is a day.

  But now I am used to life in the countryside, and it doesn't seem like that to live in my aunt's house all the time.

  If you can let him go to the fields to do farm work, then he will never be able to do it.

   If he doesn't do farm work, what else is worth doing in this village?

  Of course, when he first came here he was full of confidence, thinking that he could help Tantan develop a market—after all, he has a lot of contacts.

  What's the matter, it's easier to bring goods than her, a girl who used to go to work honestly.

  But now that he has been here for a while, he really can't say such things with the cheek.

   As far as these things his sister planted, where can they not be sold well?

  I begged someone to buy it, but the price dropped.

   But I can't make sales, and I can't do farm work in the fields. Is it possible that I really have to rely on relatives and live at home with shame?

   If this goes on like this, there will be no room for employees in Tan Tan's newly built house!

  I was the first to go to the countryside to support her career, so I can't get up early to catch an evening show.

  Brother Niqiu didn’t know that he had so much worry in his heart, but he couldn’t help fantasizing:

   "Don't say, you have beautiful mountains and rivers, and the grass grows more vigorously than others."

   "If I were a slut, I would widen the pond again, put thousands of fish in it, build a corridor pavilion, and open a farmhouse next to it—when the time comes, invite people to fish, and help clean up after fishing..."

   As he was talking, he remembered that among the pile of fried snacks he ate last night, it seemed that there really were the three scallops and wheat ears that he contributed.

   And have you successfully become your own boss?

No.

  He came to help the boss weed.

  Thinking that I became a long-term worker because I couldn't catch fish, I felt very humiliated.

   Another thought of my brothers continuing to fish while I was working...

   That feeling, how should I put it?

   It's like everyone is a scumbag, but the other scumbags took advantage of their sleep time to forcefully write a book of summer homework!

   I feel so uncomfortable in my heart, I am scratching my heart.

  He hummed: "I'll just see who is the last one today."

   Zhang Yanping looked at him, and he had seen his obsession with the fisherman.

  Hesitating now:

   "You didn't go home yesterday or today, should you go back tonight?"

  Brother Loach hesitated for a moment: "I am here to talk about three meals, right? Then I will drive back after dinner. Tomorrow morning, you can save me a seat in the fish pond."

have to!

  Zhang Yanping looked at the registrations of several other people on the phone, and couldn't help muttering: "Why do I feel that the pond is really a place for you to clock in at work?"

   As he spoke, he couldn't help being a little puzzled.

   "Fishing Bar doesn't seem to be very active recently. There is no movement on my posts. Ten people can't make it together."

  Because there is always one working.

  Brother Niach paused for a moment, and then pulled up the weeds even harder.

  Zhang Yanping could not help being shocked when he saw it—

  This is too serious.

  Career planning can't be remembered for a while, but fortunately, he is not idle now, so he takes this matter to heart.

  Walking around now and then walking to the depths, the tremella sticks and black ear sticks lined up neatly in rows and rows can already see the grand harvest in the future.

  Especially the white fungus, the first batch was picked only two days ago, but looking at it today, there are densely packed small white fungus the size of a fingernail sprouting on the trunk.

  Think about the white fungus soup I drank yesterday, that taste!

how to say?

  Before yesterday, Zhang Yanping felt that white fungus was like a bird's nest, and its nourishing effect only existed in legends.

   But he knows a scientific concept: an enzyme secreted by white fungus when boiled can lubricate the intestines, and drinking white fungus soup can help defecation.

   This is his only concept of tremella.

   And this thing is sticky and sweet (he doesn't know that there is a kind of white fungus that tastes crisp), and I don't understand why so many people like it.

  But everything only ends with the ignorant yesterday.

  That bowl of tremella soup, he was simply too full, and planned to use it to sew his stomach.

   But he didn’t expect to take a bite, it was sweet and sweet, and the indescribable taste and texture burst out in his mouth, which made him understand at that moment why the high-quality white fungus is sold at a high price per gram nowadays.

  In short, looking at this piece of white fungus now, he is full of anticipation and joy.

  Brother Loach was halfway talking, looking up at the three-story wild chestnut tree in the center of the chestnut garden, he was full of shock and pity:

   "Oh, this little chestnut is only as big as a finger, but it tastes delicious! Why does this tree grow so tall? At that time, the chestnut bag will not be able to hit it down."

   Look at this tree again, how strong it is.

   No wonder the water and soil in the countryside are good... yes!

   Otherwise, how can such a good tree be raised?

  He didn't know that the chestnut trees all over the mountain had absorbed aura, but the wild chestnut tree in front of him had received a ray of it alone. Standing in front of it now, it looks more and more robust.

  Brother Loach circled around twice, thinking back and forth, and finally found an excuse for the fact that he couldn’t catch fish yesterday:

   "It's normal for fish to be smarter in this kind of geomantic treasure. I can't blame me if I can't catch it. It must be that the bait is not well selected."

  Zhang Yanping doesn’t know much about fishing, but he knows that whether the fish can be caught or not has nothing to do with the bait—

  Because he had seen Song Tan pick something from the kitchen waste beside him, and sent it to the net.

  At this moment, subconsciously asked:

   "If fish are smart, why are there so many fish in cages?"

  Brother Niqian thought of his full cage, which was barely covered by his buttocks. At this moment, his face was gloomy and he was speechless.

   After a long while, I could only bury my head in weeding vigorously.

Good night.

   Supplement: I can’t finish writing on 10.18. Let’s update it during the day tomorrow, but not tonight (my full attendance is woo woo woo woo).

  (end of this chapter)