Song Tan Jishi

  Chapter 296 296. Moutai and Tobacco

   Zhu Jun is right.

  So Song Tan also nodded: "It's okay."

   "After all, it's Qiao Qiao's first time bringing goods, and we don't have high requirements. The sales volume of 4100 is enough."

   Zhu Jun also laughed: "The sales of 4100 are not—wait, sales or sales?"

  Song Tan smiled honestly: "4100 copies."

  Zhu Jun: ...everything begins...difficult? ? ?

  She gave a dry cough, and couldn't utter all the words of encouragement, so she simply changed the subject and said: "

   "By the way, part of the subsidy mentioned earlier has already arrived in the account."

   "But there are still some that need time to verify. For example, the peach trees on your mountain have to wait until they are harvested. Only then can it be verified that they are not planted casually to cheat subsidies. Someone will verify them at that time."

  Song Tan nodded: "OK!"

  Compared with the current income, although the subsidy is not small, it does not appear to be much. but…

  She still owes the village 70,000 yuan.

   After all, who told her family to build the house first?

   Fortunately, although Zhu Jun is a college student village official, he still has a thorough understanding of the rural situation.

  May and June were originally an embarrassing period, with no harvest and no harvest season.

  To be honest, Song Tan's family has been thinking about so many ways to make money since the beginning of this year, which has already made her happy.

  Now when she looks at this unpredictable girl of the same age, what she sees is completely the prospect—this year, the money is not enough, and 20 acres of forests have been covered.

  But the back mountain is surrounded by a bowl, and the total area in all directions is more than 200 mu!

  The harvest is good this year, and it’s normal to harvest next year, isn’t it?

   Once there is more land, there is not enough staff in the family, and the area is not suitable for using machines. Will there be jobs in the village?

  The quality of life of the villagers has improved. Looking back, each household is thinking about something else. It gradually becomes popular, and it is more confident to turn to the superior to apply for road repairs.

   Once the traffic is smooth, won't the popularity slowly gather back?

   All of these things have been planned in Zhu Jun's heart.

   Now facing Song Tan, a capable villager with her own sales channels, she is full of joy, and she doesn't care whether the money is a day earlier or a day later?

  It was written in the contract for half a year, and it has only been two months. Don't worry!

   Turning her head, she said another thing:

   "Is your view on the mountain fairly tight?"

  Song Tan nodded.

   Surrounded by an iron fence, golden cherry seeds are planted around, and there are two dogs.

  If this is not safe, then unless half of the village is robbing things.

  Zhu Jun smiled: "I went to Grandma Hongying's house to see the strain sticks you gave to the elderly in the village before, and they grew quite well."

   "I think your white fungus should be more luxuriant now, but I'm afraid that someone in the village will take advantage of you."

  Those black fungus sticks were also sawed off from the chestnut tree on the mountain, and then punched to press the fungus. It is the same batch as the mountain.

  At the beginning, it was Song Sancheng and Song Youde who made the decisions, and gave food and a stick to every elderly person who came to help.

  Not to mention anything else, just stand anywhere on the porch and add a dish to yourself every once in a while.

   It is precisely because of this inconspicuous thoughtfulness that their old Song family has always responded to everyone when they are looking for someone to work in the village.

  —The countryside is a unique social system different from the city.

  In the village, if there is not enough favor, even if the money is in place, if you ask for help when you need to work, few people will answer.

   And Lao Song's family has received a lot of responses about what to do this year, which is enough to show that their family is doing things well.

   It is precisely because of this style that Zhu Jun is even more certain: they will never only care about their own prosperity!

   Therefore, when it comes to Lao Song's family, she also appears to be very active.

  In addition to these, Song Tan also noticed something was wrong——

  Everything has been dealt with, why is this little branch secretary still rambling here, and hasn't moved for a long time?

  Song Tan glanced at her: "Secretary Zhu, haven't you had dinner yet?"

   Zhu Jun laughed immediately: "I'm a cadre anyway, and I can't always take advantage of your family—how embarrassing it is to go to eat at home!"

  Song Tan: ...You call this embarrassment?

  But the little branch secretary did real things in the village, and now he took her back to the yard.

   Zhu Jun really did what she said, he didn't take advantage of others, now he took out two bottles of wine from the trunk, asked Song Youde to take a look, his eyes lit up immediately!

   "I'm so sorry, this is such a good wine... I can't ask for it, I can come here..."

   It would be more believable if the eyes don't stick to it when you say "I can't have it".

Zhu Jun smiled kindly and youthfully, as if she was really a little girl from the younger generation: "Grandpa Song, you are welcome, these are all brought from home, and there is no money. Our family doesn't drink much, so it's a pity to put them there Yet?"

   Good guy!

  Song Tan glanced at the bottle of Moutai, thinking that your family is really rich.

   But it’s true if you think about it, raising your hand for 20,000 yuan to buy tea without blinking, the difference is not too bad.

  The wine was obviously sent to Song Youde's heart, so that the little old man hesitated for a long time, you pushed me to give in, and then he was embarrassed, but he took the wine with joy, and then happily asked: "Zhu Zhi..."

   "Grandpa Song, I'll stay home for dinner, we are a family, just call me Xiaozhu."

  Xiao Zhu branch secretary has a simple and honest face.

   "Xiao Zhu, does anyone in your family smoke?"

As soon as the little old man saw the good wine, he became unrestrained: "Let me tell you," he pulled the little Mazar closer: "Tantan planted several rows of tobacco leaves for me on that field ridge this year, and this will be soon. A batch has been baked, golden and bright, full of aroma!"

   "Just these two bottles of wine for you, if someone in your house smokes, I'll give you some!"

   Zhu Jun blinked, and first went through the issue of tobacco planting license in his heart, and then smiled:

   "No, Grandpa Song, a gentleman doesn't take what others like. If you like it so much, keep it for yourself."

   "In my family, my father and grandfather are all used to smoking cigarettes."

  However, Song Youde is a stubborn old man.

  He thinks this little book is real!

  He also has to reciprocate!

  If someone gives you wine, he returns cigarettes, nothing wrong!

  Disapproval was on his face at this moment: "Cigarettes are said to be cigarettes, but they smell bad when they are smoked! Our local tobacco smells delicious—"

"Smoking is harmful to health!!"

   Before he could finish speaking, Qiao Qiao stood beside him and shouted loudly again.

  Song Youde: …

  Looking at the children around me glaring at me, obviously no one supports smoking, only my son and his seventh uncle are sitting aside, looking at the sky, the earth, and the stove, but they dare not make a sound.

  Song Youde: …

  He smiled embarrassingly, but he didn't make any more publicity, just whispered to Zhu Jun:

   "Wait a little longer, it will be baked after a while, and I will save the best for you."

   Secretary Zhu, you will never suffer!

  (end of this chapter)