Song Tan Jishi

  Chapter 475 475. Life to earn money

  Early in the morning, Song Tan's house became lively again after a long absence.

  Song Sancheng sat on the bench, and in front of him were three old men and old ladies—although there were not many people, but in this wave, almost all the elderly people who can work in the village belong to their home.

  After all, there are only so many people in the village. There are two or three strong laborers who transplant rice seedlings, three or five old people who weave straw mats, and two aunts who pick tea (there is less tea in summer)...

   Now that a group of people have gone out to work, there is only so much labor left.

   What's more, the yield of golden cherry seeds is actually average, and one mu of land is only seven to eight hundred catties, which has to be calculated according to the yield during the full fruit period—

  It doesn’t matter whether those on the mountain have an acre of land, anyway, the fruits are not as many as the flowers.

   Otherwise, Guo Dong must be rich to dare to have such pride in contracting it!

  She won't be able to use so many medicinal materials for a while, so Song Tan simply discussed with the branch secretary Xiao Zhu, first find the three low-income households who are really unable to work.

  This thing has no technical content, pick a fruit slowly, turn around and process it slowly... There is no rush.

   Otherwise, find a strong laborer and run down in one day, well, this wave of fruits will be finished! This thing is not calculated by the day.

"Come, come, get the glove, basket, hook, scissors. Don't try to save trouble and use your own gloves. I bought them specially for thicker ones. Also, put on gowns, otherwise we won't be responsible if they get stuck... "

  Although there were only these three people, Song Sancheng still yelled very vigorously, as if there were three or two hundred people in front of him.

  The old lady next to him glanced at him: "Aren't you telling me this in vain? Who in our village wears short clothes when going up the mountain."

   Slowly took the glove and looked at it over and over again: "What kind of gloves, the calluses on our hands are thicker than yours."

As soon as he said this, someone immediately laughed: "Old lady Chen, you are not afraid of stabbing me. I saw it when I went to the mountain yesterday. The thorns of the golden cherry are long and short, and they are close together! I see this glove It’s just a thicker layer of palm, whether it’s worth it or not is another matter.”

  The people in the village were laughing and laughing, and Mrs. Chen also wondered: "Chen San, what are you doing up the mountain when it's so hot?"

Chen San sighed: "Didn't I hear that everyone likes to eat young chestnuts now? My son saw someone selling chestnut buns on Douyin yesterday, and he planned to see how big my chestnuts are. Can I pick them off and sell them in the city—that's all." Li Bao, guess how much it is?"

How many?

  Everyone, including Song Sancheng, pricked up their ears—

   "Live on Douyin, green chestnut bag, 59 yuan and five catties for free shipping." After all, young chestnuts can't be stored, and they won't be fresh overnight, so chestnut bags must be shipped.

  Of course, this is Chen San's guess. He has no idea that some people care about the cuteness and freshness of this chestnut bag!

   After all, every year when the chestnuts are knocked down, this thing is smashed down on the head and face. Not only is it not refreshing, it is also bloody! It's all about the helmet.

   Excuse me!

  Everyone was moved.

   This counts to ten or twenty yuan per catty!

  And the chestnut garden can't wait for every family to have it. Even if it hasn't been taken care of for several years, it can still produce a lot of results year after year. No business!

   Besides, the chestnut bag weighs too much! Just buy it like this, how many chestnuts are only five catties?

"But we don't understand the live broadcast, so why sell it? And don't we grow it everywhere? It's not unusual. It's such a noble family to scold. It seems that there are young chestnuts sold directly in the urban area, without chestnut bags... "

   I won’t talk about whether I can make money, but the round-trip fare is 40. This, this, this...

  Finally, they carried the baskets and prepared to go up the mountain, after all...

   "There is no such thing as earning money."

  Watching from the sidelines, Xiao Zhu, who was having breakfast by the way: ...Let's just say, whether you earn money or not, you should try it first!

She shook her head and sighed, then turned her head to look at Ulan, who was tying a plastic cloth waterproof tie around her waist, and smiled at her: "People in our village can't open their mouths and wipe their clothes when they go out to sell things. Besides, this tender Chestnuts can’t be sold for a few days, and we have to go to the urban area—everyone may not know the way, and must be thinking about it.”

  Xiao Zhu branch secretary sighed: "I know."

  …

   And on the mountain.

   Mrs. Chen thought that the gloves were too thick and inconvenient, so she grabbed Jin Yingzi with one hand: "Ouch!"

  She withdrew her hand resentfully: "Why are there so many thorns?"

  Chen Laosan next to her laughed at her: "Look at you, if I told you that there are many thorns, you must believe it, and you will suffer!"

Mrs. Chen glanced at him: "You came here yesterday and saw so many thorns, why didn't you pay back the price today? Five yuan a catty is too little. Look at this, there are not many fruits! "

   "It's quite a lot, isn't it?" Mrs. Li next to her has already quickly cut out several—

  This thing has many thorns, and gloves may not be able to completely prevent it. But they are all used to doing farm work, so they figured it out after a while.

  First hook the branch with a hook, then gently hold the fruit with a glove, and rub it with the scissors—it’s done.

   "Look, this fruit weighs heavily when it's not dry. It won't last long for a catty. Maybe you can earn a hundred a day. Alas, it's just too little."

  One hundred a day, it is estimated that you can only earn one day. If you pick it again, there will be no fruit.

   "Then I don't think so—I'm not as quick as you."

Mrs. Chen felt even more uncomfortable: "Say, the more money you have, the more you search for it! Look at Song Youde, his third son has such a big building in his house, and he asks us to work, and that's all for one day. Don't say goodbye." Yes, you don’t need handwork to weave straw mats? You only pay 70 for one bed a day…”

   "You said that!" Mrs. Li was unhappy: "Didn't your son buy a house in the city before? Why didn't you say that you would be given 70 per day? Didn't you and your wife pay for the house?"

   "You can make 70 yuan a day by sitting and moving your hands. Song Youde also said that he can do it for several months... If I don't know how to make up, do you think I can run fast?"

   "Besides, transplanting rice seedlings costs 300 a day, you have to be able to do it! It's not that the old Song's family can't find someone."

   Mrs. Chen was choked for a while, and she couldn't hold back her face. At this moment, she was very unconvinced: "Look at you, you say so many good things, and his family can't give you a raise..."

Mrs. Li hadn't spoken yet, but old man Chen laughed: "Sister, it's a day to sit at home, and you can earn money by doing some work. Pick fruit today, clean it tomorrow, and dry it the day after tomorrow... No, you can earn money in three days." A few hundred yuan, a month's living expenses, right?"

   "Now we have to walk two miles out of breath, no one wants to work, why are you still not satisfied!"

"that is!"

   Mrs. Li also quickly hooked a branch with her hands and feet: "Besides, this time is three days of work, but it's done well, and it will definitely be indispensable in the future."

   "You, stop talking, or you won't have a chance to earn 50 yuan next time."

  Granny Chen: …

  She just has such a mouth—why, she doesn't like people to say bad things!

   Just do it!

   Jin Yingzi, I read the information, adult men can pick up wild ones, and they can weigh dozens of catties a day. Tan Tan’s family still grows them in patches, and it’s not labor-intensive, so compared to picking fruits, the price of picking 5 yuan per catty is still okay.

   Good night first, my cousin is coming to the house tonight, and I'm in a hurry.

  (end of this chapter)