Song Tan Jishi

  Chapter 497 497. Yellow-bellied tit

  Brother Zhang’s car just drove over, and he was immediately shocked by the neat rows of boxes in the yard.

  He turned his head and looked distressed at the Wuling van that he had hollowed out the seat—although people in the Jianghu said "you never know how many people can fit in this car", but Tao Zi is not a human being, so it can't be squeezed!

   "You have so many boxes, I can't fit them! Let's distribute them in two days!"

  Song Tan looked back - where is this?

   There are still so many baskets unpacked!

  But the peaches are all picked, so I have to send them out quickly, otherwise how can I care about tomorrow?

  So he took out his mobile phone: "Old Zhao, I can't take care of picking watermelons today. Can you let our eldest nephew drive over and help me pull the goods? I will pay according to the price."

   Then he said to Brother Zhang: "He has a big car and can pull it!"

   But Lao Zhao on the other end of the phone was heartbroken: "Why can't I take care of it? It's only the beginning of July, so the watermelon won't be gone!"

   "I'm busy packing peaches, there are not enough people, so let's wait for a day."

  Tomorrow, when the rice field transplanting ends, Wu Lei can continue picking watermelons. After all, peaches can't wait, and neither can watermelons!

  Old Zhao was stunned: "What peach? Oh, Song Tan! Why didn't you tell me when the peach is ripe? Don't you look down on our vegetable market?"

   "Isn't it just twenty-one catties? I'll ask my nephew to pull it over, and Baozhun will earn you a lot of money!"

   "Oh." Song Tan tore off a piece of tape expressionlessly: "Peaches are expensive, retailing at 80 a catty."

  Old Zhao:...

  He sighed: "Your price setting is getting more and more rampant, and you don't take RMB as money at all!"

etc!

  He reacted: "You just said that you are busy picking peaches today...why, there are people who want 80 catties?"

"Yeah." Song Tan started quickly, sealed another box, and pushed it to Zhang Yanping to post the order, while replying: "There is a wholesaler here who bought half of the garden, and the live broadcast room sold a wave of shallow— Not much, more than three hundred boxes!"

  Old Zhao bounced off the recliner with a "bao"!

"I also want!"

  He yelled frantically: "You still don't tell me you have peaches? Don't you think of me as a brother!"

  Wu Lan, who was on the sidelines, glanced at Song Tan—the young people nowadays call everyone brothers and sisters. Old Zhao's daughter is older than Tan Tan!

   As a result, of these two, one called Big Brother, and the other opened his mouth to be our nephew...

   Tut.

   "Don't meddle, there are not many people with high spending power in our small town, and the peaches are not fresh after a long time!" Song Tan persuaded kindly.

   "Don't worry about it! I'm sure I can find a solution—10 catties first!"

  Old Zhao has a loud voice, no need to turn on the speakerphone, everyone who is close can hear it.

  ...Ten catties?

  Song Tan was expressionless: "Then wait, tell our eldest nephew to drive over, you pay the fare, and I will give you ten catties of peaches."

   Running back and forth from the urban area to load and run, 500 yuan is almost the same.

  Old Zhao:...

  He moaned and said, "You've bagged out half a garden of peaches at 80 pounds, and you're still so careful and careful... Please, please, I'll tell him."

  Song Tan also laughed: "Wholesale is definitely not the price. When did I let you suffer."

  Old Zhao happily agreed.

  …

   After listening to the audience, Xiao Zhang also breathed a sigh of relief.

  At this moment, he hurriedly took a stack of courier orders to supplement the backstage, and then looked at Tao Zi—

   Green and fluffy, with a little red... so pretty!

   "Is this peach 80?"

  His hand kept on helping to post the list to check and move.

  Ulan saw it, and liked this quick-working young man very much. Hearing this, he directly stuffed a peach into his hand: "Come on, taste it quickly, and see how the eighty-year-old peach tastes."

   One thing to say, Brother Zhang really doesn't want to taste it.

   It's not that he is tweaking, nor is it that he doesn't like to eat. It is the past experience of blood and tears telling myself: Once you taste it, it is difficult to resist the urge to pay for it!

  Especially there is a pregnant woman with a big appetite at home.

  But people stuffed peaches in their hands, and they said they wanted to take them back... How outrageous is it?

  So he could only "click" and bite the big green peach in secret joy and sorrow—

   Mmm, it's delicious, woo woo woo...

   He burst into tears more and more, how much will he get this time?

  Song Tan glanced at him: "If you want to eat at home, just like Boss Qian, he sells wholesale, 55 a catty."

  Boss Qian actually wanted to eat watermelon.

   But the family is so busy that they don't touch the ground, he doesn't feel like mentioning it, and now he can only stroll around the yard, helping pick peaches along the way, and now he doesn't care about this box or two, just beaming with joy and complacency.

   even said quite enthusiastically: "Young man, don't buy it now. When my brother comes over to discuss business in the evening, the peaches will become 50 a catty, and 5 catties are only 250. What a deal!"

  Brother Zhang: ...Is this price a bit unpleasant?

  He looked at the peach in his hand again—for such a big man, there can be 10 peaches in 5 catties, right?

  80, ah no 55, or 50, it is really delicious and worth it!

   And 50 yuan, compared to 80 yuan, is so cheap!

  He was shaken instantly.

  However, as soon as this thought changed, Brother Zhang woke up instantly, surprised at his extravagant style—

   Once upon a time, when the winter bamboo shoots cost 20 yuan a catty, the couple hesitated for several days and found a lot of excuses before eating them.

   Now it’s good, 50 catties of peaches are actually bought as soon as they say they are bought!

   Think about the appearance of the daughter-in-law who is pregnant with Liujia...

   He gritted his teeth: "Buy it, buy it!"

  Song Tan looked at him with a smile: "Isn't my sister-in-law pregnant? It's good to eat more, just pay 50 a catty!"

  Brother Zhang nodded, and his subordinates kept pasting the bills—that’s how easy it is to sell peaches, you only need to paste one by one on the typed express bills.

  Multiple quantity checks for the same address in the early stage, Zhang Yanping has already completed the work early.

  One hand was busy, and the other hand was not idle, but the peaches were exhausted, and after a few mouthfuls of the peach pit, Brother Zhang was not willing to vomit, but asked vaguely:

   "How many months can you sell your peaches?"

  Zhang Yanping finally sorted out all the peaches ordered in the live broadcast room today. He was relieved at this moment, and subconsciously said:

   "If the cooperation is negotiated well, once the fruit is picked in the past two days, Boss Qian will not sell it after transporting it away."

  The so-called encapsulation of the garden refers to the entire garden, including all large, medium and small fruits.

  Of course, the peaches are so delicious, Song Tan should keep some of them to eat at home, but the quantity is limited, so he will definitely not sell them out again.

  Brother Zhang suddenly gasped!

   Such delicious peaches, at such a favorable price, can only be bought once? !

  At this moment, he didn't care about the money anymore: "Give me... 6 boxes!"

  Daughter-in-law, one box for him, one box for daughter-in-law, one box for parents, one box for daughter-in-law, one box for father-in-law and mother-in-law...

   This is enough for everyone to share!

  By the side, Boss Qian's expression became more and more comfortable.

   That is to say, no one can resist this peach!

  Even a young man receiving couriers in the countryside is so courageous. His current wave is absolutely stable!

   The title of the chapter is because I picked up a yellow-bellied **** in the evening.

   I don’t know what’s going on, I can’t fly or stand up.

   I took it home and asked a neighbor for a cage to raise it... It’s much better now, at least I can jump and peck me.

   But still refused to fly away. Try flying tomorrow.

   Ah, it was really hard today. I was busy from morning to night, so tired.

  (end of this chapter)