Song Tan Jishi

  Chapter 290 290. Mao Zhu asked about tea

  Brother Zhang is tearing the tape here very smoothly. Seeing that this young couple is not ready yet, he can't help feeling a little anxious:

   "Have you thought about it? Baba came here. If you don't buy some, don't you feel disadvantaged when you go back?"

   "Furthermore, I'm going to leave after the goods are packed and packed. I'm in a hurry. If you don't come with me, I'll have to drive this mountain road by myself. Is that okay?"

  The rain is humbling, hitting the simple plastic shed in the yard with a crackling noise.

  The sky was also dark, and there were still a few lights in the shed. The couple looked at each other, then looked at the warm cauldron over there, and said hesitantly:

   "Then... can we have another bowl of white fungus soup? I just ate too fast..."

  The girl blushed in embarrassment: "...I didn't taste anything."

  Song Tan was really done, and now he sat down completely, and laughed when he heard the words: "Okay. Serve it yourself, you can eat as much as you want."

   I'm afraid you don't have such a big belly.

   "Brother Zhang, don't rush to pack, go and eat a bowl too."

"okay!"

   Brother Zhang is not shy!

   Now that the items on hand are packed and marked, I immediately follow the familiar way to serve the soup.

  Why did he come to Song Tan's house so actively? This is also a reason.

   Right now, while drinking the soup, he was worried: "It's raining so much, can I go to the garden to pick vegetables later?"

   "It's okay," Song Tan glanced at the sky: "It's already summer, and the rain is in a hurry, and it will definitely stop in the evening."

  Brother Zhang: …

Impressive! How long have you been doing farm work since you came home? It will depend on the time of day, and you are still so sure!

   It can't be said that there are really two points of talent in it.

  At this moment, the young couple, who were drunk again, looked at each other and finally made up their minds: "We want a catty of tremella, but can we pack it in portions like you do online shopping?"

   Now it's Xiao Zhang's turn to be surprised—he didn't realize that these two are looking at each other, how can they spend so cheaply?

  The young man said with a bitter face: "Can you only buy half a catty of your tea?"

  Song Tan originally wanted to shake his head, but seeing the way the two looked at him eagerly—

  A long way.

   "Okay, there is an extra charge for the box."

The two immediately became happy, and now they got together again, muttering to the phone, and then asked: "I see that the comment section is talking about honey, and you also talk about honey, how do you sell honey? Is there any?" ?”

   Yes, there are—a few cans that Jojo just shaken back.

  Song Tan nodded: "1000 yuan a catty, but haven't you bought honey?"

  If it wasn't for the beekeeper's introduction, they wouldn't follow them.

  The young man smiled honestly: "I bought it, and I tasted it at the time. It's really good. But your white fungus soup is really delicious. I thought... maybe it's expensive for a reason."

   Look! This awareness! Song Tan likes to be so straightforward!

  Ulan was helping to pack the dishes for the evening, and now she and Aunt Lianhua looked at each other, overjoyed:

   "I'm going to pack it for you."

  Brother Zhang held the bowl, watched the transaction succeed, and then thought about the money he earned from packing and express delivery. At this moment, he only felt that the tremella soup was not sweet enough.

  The difference between people is really huge.

   Sure enough, it was as Song Tan said.

   The heavy rain only lasted for an hour or so, and it stopped completely when Xiao Zhang’s couriers were all packed.

  Song Youde put on his rain boots leisurely, and then asked, "Xiao Zhang, what kind of food do you want?"

  Brother Zhang thought about it for a while: "One catty for the same thing! Three catties for cabbage."

  The daughter-in-law's family came over, so he had to behave.

   Besides, their family hasn't eaten for a long time.

   When he comes to pack, he can have some soup or something, but his wife doesn’t eat at home, so he catches up with this opportunity and asks her to have a hearty meal to save money.

"OK."

Song Youde carried the basket and walked into the garden, while Song Tan was helping to load the packages onto the truck, looking at the neatly packed packages and seeing Brother Zhang sweating profusely, he pondered for a moment, then whispered :

   "Brother Zhang, it's thanks to you that this customer came here today. I'll give you two handfuls of broken white fungus later. Don't think it looks bad."

  Business belongs to business, favor belongs to favor, two different things.

   Bad condition?

  Brother Zhang was so happy that he almost fainted! !

   Tremella! 80 yuan for 10 grams, let alone broken pieces. Don’t you have to break them up if you eat them at home?

  And you can add more water and more ingredients in your own home, make it thinner, enough to eat several meals!

  Where would I dislike it!

  He was overjoyed.

  At this moment, looking at the two young couples in front of them who were happily watching Wang Lifen and Wu Lan pack their goods, they felt that each other was shining with golden light all over their bodies.

   It seems that next time there is a customer, I have to find a way to bring it here!

   That is to say, after all, there is a layer of separation from the Internet. If you really come to sit at home, eat and drink whatever you want, the business will be secure!

  He was so excited, the look of holding the package at this moment seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood.

  When the group of people left with a full load, someone shouted suddenly from outside the yard:

   "Thirty percent, thirty percent!"

  Song Sancheng came out to take a look: "Mao Zhu, why are you here when you have time?"

  Zhou Maozhu smiled innocently: "It's not raining, I thought there must be no tea leaves this afternoon, let's take a rest too."

  Song Sancheng laughed loudly: "It makes you tired."

   "Not tired, not tired, not tired!"

  Zhou Maozhu shook his head like a rattle—every day he was paid for frying tea every day, how many people in the village envied him!

   "Your family's tea is really good, I am willing to give you no money. Look at how energetic I am during this time!"

  Song Sancheng didn't dare to answer these words, the things in their house were too good. After that, I am afraid that people will ask him how much his tea sells for a catty.

  However, when he refused to answer, Zhou Maozhu had already started to ask: "Thirty percent, how do you sell your tea? I don't call it sifting every day, I just stir fry it like this, and the taste is so good..."

   "The two catties of spring tea before, I planned to keep one catty for myself to drink at home, and one catty for my son to drink, but he changed hands and gave them as gifts, and the two boxes have to go away."

   "I don't want to call, but if the price is right, I have to buy another ten catties to give away..."

   "I'm thinking about it..." Zhou Maozhu said with a little embarrassment: "Didn't you say to my family..."

"Give!"

  Song Sancheng was embarrassed because of the 5 catties of tea, but since he agreed, he has no regrets!

   What's more, the heat and fragrance of the tea leaves at home are all in place, and Zhou Maozhu's technique is nothing to say!

  Let him do it himself, he doesn't have the skills yet!

   The price will come sooner or later, but not so soon...

  (end of this chapter)