Song Tan Jishi

   Chapter 268 268. What to eat at night

   Xin Jun's proposal is just right.

  The benefits of tea Everyone who has bought it knows whether the tea is worth the price, and everyone who has bought it also knows.

  But 10,000 yuan is not a small amount.

  Most people are millionaires per capita on the Internet, but in reality, even if they have 10,000 yuan, they are probably reluctant to spend it on tea.

  Song Tan took stock of his sales records, and found that apart from the wealthy party secretary in the village, there was not a single female customer who bought tea.

   It can be seen from this that, except for the lavish old men, the average girls are more careful about budgeting.

  But you can’t afford 10,000 yuan of tea, and 50 yuan of aromatherapy bags? If one copy is really not enough, at worst, buy five, six, seven or eight copies. Compared with 10,000 yuan, it immediately seemed that I could afford it.

  Therefore, when Zhang Yanping put the one-gram tea bag on the shelves alone, the sales in the store were soaring!

   Not long after, the background has shown that the sales volume has exceeded 1,700 copies!

   Few of them bought only one copy, and the most bought a full 20 copies!

   That’s it, because many people didn’t receive the goods or didn’t appreciate the goodness of the tea, or they didn’t know about opening an online store at all, so they didn’t place an order.

  Song Tan looked at it happily.

   That is to say, if this continues, the budget for building a house can increase again!

  Thanks to Zhao Fangyuan making a complete plan at the beginning, thinking about making money while building. I didn't expect that the construction started just now, and the initial budget was so much more, it can be seen that God can't bear her to live in a humble room!

Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun took turns acting as customer service, and they were busy playing with four claws, and the keyboard flew up, and they didn't forget to ask her in the middle: "Just now, someone gave us a proposal to sell aromatherapy bags, do you want to give them away separately?" A gift?"

"OK!"

  Song Tan, who has earned money, is also extraordinarily generous: "Give her 5 tea bags alone."

  Hope there are as many offers of this kind that can help her earn money, the better, the more the better.

   After earning money, Song Tan began to stroll around the yard.

  Worrying about what to eat for dinner, Cousin Seven tapped the edge of the pot with a spoon at this moment. The action was very similar to the way Ulan was preparing to feed the pigs before, as if he was about to start calling "Hello..." at the next sound!

  Song Tan's eyebrows twitched, and sure enough, he saw the seventh cousin pondering for a while: "Beside the pond at the foot of your mountain, I remember that there is a field with sesame seeds, right?"

  Song Tan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

   Without him, the sesame seeds haven’t grown yet, but the leaves are strong and green.

  However, Cousin Seven nodded: "If you want to be free, take a basket and pick a basket of leaves. You want young leaves, but you can't take old leaves at the bottom half of the root."

   "It hasn't bloomed and borne sesame seeds yet, so you watch and pinch them, don't catch one."

  Song Tan was dumbfounded.

  She picked up the dilapidated basket and humbly asked for advice:

   "Why do you want sesame leaves?"

  The Seventh Cousin clicked his tongue impatiently: "You are still a rural kid, have you ever eaten muddled noodles? Add some sesame leaves, and we will eat muddled noodles at noon."

  Turning his head and sighing again: "Every day, I worry about what to eat. If it doesn't work, you can just make me a menu in the future."

   "No, no, no." Song Tan shook his head quickly, and ran out with a basket—who can list such things as a menu? Everyone is a difficult choice, right?

   What's more, Seventh Cousin is so good at craftsmanship, and the things he makes have never been overturned. Eating every day is like opening a blind box, so beautiful!

  She doesn't want a standard menu!

  …

  To go to the three acres of land at the foot of the back mountain, you have to climb up the back mountain first, then go around the peach forest, and finally pass through half of the pond...

  Watching the chickens and ducklings chirping and quacking, swimming in the water, running in the grass, and digging on the ground, it's so prosperous.

  It's a pity, no matter if it's a chicken or a duck, it's only fluffy. It's half big and not small, and it's not time to eat.

  Even if you wait to lay eggs, you have to wait another two months.

  Song Tan sighed sadly, and at this moment, he gently pushed aside the sweet potato vines on the edge, and saw Qiao Qiao and Song Sancheng in the distance planting corn seriously along the corners of the road, and couldn't help but smile again.

   This corn is ordinary corn, the kind that can bear 2 to 4 corns on one stalk, and it is usually grown to feed pigs, chickens and ducks.

  This year, Song Tan thought about feeding them the corn, or keep the corn for shavings or corn grits?

  Thinking about it this way, there are so many good things to eat!

expect!

  So she became more confident in the sesame leaves. At this moment, she turned her steps and went directly into the sesame field half a person's height.

   There aren't many sesame seeds planted here, and it's only half an acre of land, mainly for grinding some sesame oil.

  Now that the Seventh Cousin wants tender leaves, Song Tan picks them up briskly with his hands and feet, picking up three or four leaves on each sesame, without hurting the roots, and sustainable development, it's perfect!

   Not long after, the baskets were full to the brim.

  She stood there admiring the fruits of her labor, and found that after cultivating immortality, her hands and feet were indeed nimble and brisk. At her current speed, picking tea leaves for a day without doing him a five-six-seven-eight-eight-eight catties, is she sorry for her ability?

  The proud fairy Tan, carrying a rustic big basket, went back arrogantly.

  Aunt Lianhua has prepared a large stainless steel basin, and now pours the sesame leaves from the basket into the pool, and then starts to rinse quickly.

  Every time a pot is washed, Grandpa Seven here will boil hot water and pour it in—

  Cooking Xiaobai Song Tan discovered that everything can be blanched.

   Seventh Cousin glanced at her: "You don't know the sufferings of the world."

   "When I passed the food barrier before, I had to eat everything, and I couldn't eat some things, so I tried to cook them."

   "In the past few decades, everyone still had to eat bitter food!" "These things were eaten by those who were starving and forced to come out to know the taste."

  Song Tan's face was dark.

  She was standing by the pot, just one question:

   "Then... Are sesame leaves delicious?"

  Grandma Seven followed Grandpa Qi to fight every day. During this period of time, her complexion was ruddy and shiny, and she couldn't wait to answer after hearing the words:

   "It's delicious! It's so delicious that you won't be able to exchange it for meat."

   Okay, look at her expectant look.

  Song Tan looked at Qi Cousin again, and thought: No wonder this little old man wants to eat at noon today, it seems that Grandma Qi is greedy.

  But she didn't reveal it, she just pondered for a while:

   "Can this leaf be sold for money?"

  Seventh Cousin paused for a moment while waving the big spoon, Aunt Lianhua next to him laughed:

   "Tan Tan, don't think about selling money, this thing is troublesome."

   "How much trouble?"

Aunt Lianhua thought for a while: "If you want to sell sesame leaves, most of them are dried sesame leaves. How do you make dried sesame leaves? First blanch them, then dry them in the sun, and knead them when they are half dry. 10 catties of sesame seeds You can’t get 1 catty of leaves, so how do you set the price?”

  She knew the prices of things in Song Tan's house, but Aunt Lianhua's mouth was tight, no matter how shocked she was, she didn't reveal a word when she went back.

  Song Tan: …

  Forget it, there are so many people in their family, something is not enough. What is enough sesame for half an acre of land?

   Some money, if you can’t make it, forget it.

   Update before twelve o'clock every night.

   If not, then... Maybe it will be there at twelve o'clock next night.

   12 o'clock in the middle of the night, a magical time...

  (end of this chapter)