Song Tan Jishi

  Chapter 22 22. Buy more tomorrow

  The man's feelings for the car are really hard to describe in words.

  Song Sancheng was still rambling after the phone call, saying that it was not safe to drive by himself, the mountain roads were not easy to walk, and that second-hand cars were easy to be deceived...

   But when he got to the place, his friend took him to the factory building to see the rows of cars, and he immediately put his words behind him.

   Right now, facing the bread and the pickup truck, tangled left and right.

   "Tan Tan, the van is not afraid of wind and rain, but the capacity is slightly smaller, or..."

   "Pickup can fit."

   "But in case of bad weather, it's inconvenient to put things behind!"

   "Pickup can fit."

   "The van can seat several people, and you can't just sell vegetables..."

   "Pickup can fit."

  Her dad is really... Coaxed by others, he can't find him in a few words. What kind of car did she buy if she didn't sell vegetables? Do you still think the air in the city is not dirty enough?

   Besides, she plans to plant a lot of things in a few fields. If she doesn't find something that can be installed, how much effort will it take?

   23,500 yuan for a second-hand pickup truck, complete with a license plate and so on. Although Song Tan didn't know much about cars, she took a closer look at the person who sold the car. He was of good character.

Song Sancheng babbled all the way, sitting in the co-pilot and suddenly sighed: "Oh, this car is a manual transmission, right? Can your mother do it alone? I have to drive it—I'll go to town later Ask about applying for a driver's license."

  Song Tan endured a smile: "Well, you two are together and have a companion."

  Song Sancheng didn't pay attention to her tone, and was already staring at the dashboard.

  …

  I went back to town to get my ID card, and bought a few more plastic vegetable baskets—the baskets were not very regular, and they couldn’t be stacked up to hold vegetables, which took up a lot of space.

  The car happened to be parked outside the yard. Their place was a little remote, and the neighbors were far away, so no one came to see it for a while.

Ulan, on the other hand, felt sorry for the money spent, but now seeing how clean the car was, and thinking about owning a car at home (even if it was a second-hand pickup), she felt a sense of pride in her heart .

  If it wasn't for selling wild vegetables and she needed to keep a low profile, I'm afraid she would be going out to visit by now.

   "This car is good, it can fit. It's also convenient to pull a big one—Tan Tan, I went to see our wild vegetables. I don't know why it grows so well this year? I can sell it again tomorrow."

   "Why don't we continue picking in the afternoon?"

   It seems that he has been hooked by money.

  Song Tan shook his head: "Mom, don't worry, most of the people who bought vegetables yesterday joined the group. You must give them a time to think about it, right?"

   If wild vegetables are delicious, how can we build a reputation?

  At this moment, selling wild vegetables for twenty is not a high price, but after a while, when other spring vegetables and wild vegetables are on the market, this price will no longer be appropriate.

   But if the price was to be lowered, Song Tan himself would not be happy.

so…

   Let the big guys be greedy first!

   Not to mention: "Mom, let's eat wild vegetables at night."

   Now there are no impurities in the wild vegetables, but she wants to give birth to other vegetables, and she can't explain it for a while!

  Ulan rebuffed straight away: "That won't work, it costs twenty yuan a catty. Let's eat a few catties for a meal, and the hundred and ten yuan is gone."

  Song Tan: ...She knew it.

  He didn't hesitate at the moment, and directly carried the basket: "Qiao Qiao, I'm digging vegetables."

  Not for the sake of having a good bite for herself, why is she so exhausted? At this moment, I haven't practiced well yet.

  Ulan: …

   Prodigal son!

  …

   I still ate these wild vegetables at night.

  As soon as the food was in his mouth, Ulan didn't say anything about wasting money, but instead muttered: "You have to give your grandma and uncle some to taste."

  Song Tan didn’t forget these things, it’s just...

   "After a while, Mom, there are few wild vegetables growing now, it's too conspicuous for us to send them over."

  The aura is giving birth, and she can't go too far. The current output every two days is about 100 catties, which is quite rich for wild vegetables.

   Send it over at this time, the taste is so good, don't you have to send it every day? In case they think they just order wild vegetables and dig them by themselves...it will be inconvenient.

  Cultivation requires more understanding of human and lover's desire, Song Tan understands it.

   "Wait another half a month, when the weather is warmer, there will be more wild vegetables. We won't sell them at that time, so we will eat them ourselves, and we will also give more to grandparents."

   After half a month, the milk vetch grows up and is tender enough to be sold.

   As expected of me!

  Song Tan feels that his business scriptures have been recited very well.

  …

at the same time.

  City area, waterfront community.

  Zhao Yang brought his pregnant daughter-in-law home after work. His mother had already prepared dinner. Seeing her daughter-in-law returned to the bedroom, her face was full of worry: "Qinqin still can't eat?"

  The daughter-in-law was three months pregnant, she would vomit whatever she ate, and she would feel nauseous even if she smelled oily smoke.

  Mother Zhao thought for a while: "Why don't you pick up a chopstick and give Qinqin a taste first? This is a wild vegetable I bought early in the morning. The little girl brought a silly brother and said that it was dug in the village."

She rambled on, but actually regretted it a bit: "It's quite expensive, and lettuce is only fifteen a catty. At that time, there were so many people robbing it, and I was also excited when I heard it—actually, it cost twenty yuan a handful, and I haven't snatched it yet." Let’s go to shepherd’s purse! You said how delicious this shepherd’s purse makes dumplings!”

   "No, it's just a handful of Malan head, and it will be gone once you blanch it."

   "However, this Malan head is also very good, clearing heat and reducing fire."

  She changed the topic so quickly that she didn't know whether she was complaining about the expensive vegetables or that she didn't get the shepherd's purse.

  Zhao Yang couldn't help swallowing—shepherd's purse dumplings? Let's order a takeaway at work tomorrow, it's available in the dumpling shop.

  However, since it is freshly dug wild vegetables, maybe it tastes better than greenhouse vegetables?

   But considering that his daughter-in-law can’t eat anything recently, it’s prudent, so he just took a bowl with a chopstick and sent it to the bedroom:

   "Qinqin, take a bite of this wild vegetable. My mother said it's called Malantou, and it's served cold with some millet pepper..."

  As soon as she heard about eating, Qinqin's stomach churned again. She just wanted to refuse, but her husband had already brought the food to her mouth.

  There are two green leaves on the chopsticks.

  She thought about it, but still opened her mouth, chewing slowly, for fear of reacting later.

  However, as soon as the wild vegetable enters the mouth-it is delicious, crisp, spicy, refreshing... All kinds of flavors are intertwined, it is simply indescribably wonderful!

  Her stomach gurgled, feeling like she was going crazy with hunger!

  Zhao Yang was still looking at her nervously: "How is it?"

  Qinqin slowly swallowed the two vegetable leaves in her mouth, feeling that her stomach was like a bottomless pit, clamoring frantically for more.

  She suddenly stood up:

   "Give me a bowl of rice, I want to eat this dish!"

   As he said that, he couldn't wait to get out of the bedroom, and rushed directly to the dining table. Before the rice was served, he had already eaten half of the food in one bite.

  Mother Zhao was delighted to see it: "Ouch! Ouch! I should have bought more!"

   I regretted it while talking—twenty yuan is not expensive! It's just the beginning of spring, and the vegetables are already at this price. Isn't this more delicious than the greenhouse vegetables?

   It will be on the shelves in mid-August, please save your tickets!

  (end of this chapter)