Song Tan Jishi

  Chapter 59 59. Consider renting a booth

  After saying this, the vegetable vendor was not happy.

   "What is illegal stall?"

   "My vegetables are all purchased from the vegetable gardens in the suburbs. How much money can I make by handing them back and forth? If I rent a stall, the monthly income is not as good as that of street sweepers."

  He didn't hide it.

  In this vegetable market, except for the farmers in the surrounding suburbs who occasionally sell vegetables, the rest are basically such stalls. The prices of the vegetables sold are not necessarily cheap, but they are fresh and often delicious, which is why they are loved by the majority of people.

   However, the vegetable vendor was in bad luck. He missed the time when planning the stalls in the city. In addition, the amount of vegetables he sold was not large, so it would not be cost-effective to do so.

   Now it’s really kind of me to give Song Tan a move——

   "It's quite appropriate to set up a stall here occasionally. People don't hold officials accountable. But girl, you can make a lot of money by selling this dish. I stared at the side, and my eyes were red."

  He was half-truth, half-false, and his words were sour.

  A handful of 20 yuan, this account can be calculated by looking at it more often, and Zi Yunying has no cost, which means that she makes a net profit of two to three thousand yuan a day.

   It’s worth a month’s worth of other people’s stalls.

  Who is not jealous?

  The vegetable vendor dreams that he can make a fortune every day!

   "People don't have to do anything, just report it, and someone will come to investigate tomorrow."

  As long as money is involved, there is no time to stop. The vegetable vendor has a clear mind.

  Song Tan's face also became serious.

  In fact, seriously, she only spends an hour setting up a stall each time. Half of the entire vegetable market has no fixed stalls and lasts all morning. It stands to reason that there is no hindrance.

   But this kind of thing is like what the vegetable seller said. If someone reports it, they must have inquired about the time and caught one.

   The vegetable vendor saw that she was young, and was afraid that she would not know how powerful she was. Now he glanced at Qiao Qiao who was playing with bubbles, and then continued:

   "Even if no one reports it, when the weather warms up, the city will carry out city inspections, two or three times a year. Is it appropriate for your pickup to stop here?"

   "Girl, you can find out for yourself."

   No need to ask, city inspections are held every year, including Ningcheng.

  Song Tan this time is sincerely thanking others: "Thank you for reminding!"

   Turning around, he stuffed one hundred dollars back: "We've been neighbors for so long, what money do we need? I'll definitely bring it to you tomorrow!"

  Looking at the time again, he greeted Qiao Qiao: "Let's go, Qiao Qiao, and send food to auntie!"

  The two siblings drove away in a small pickup truck. The vegetable vendor looked at the money in his hand and laughed:

   After selling vegetables for so long, I just realized today that our stalls are neighbors! This girl is really thick-skinned, and she is a business material.

  Business material Song Tan was still thinking about the stall while driving.

  She went to work in Ningcheng after graduation, and now she has transferred from the worker system to the agricultural system, and she knows no one.

But that's okay!

  By the time the car stopped at the famous Jinyuewan Wholesale Market in the urban area, Song Tan had successfully sent a message in the group—

  ［Dear customers, the owner intends to rent a stall in the big riverside market. If you know anyone, please introduce them to me! Sign the contract, there must be a big thank you! ]

  She has no personal connections, but so many people come to buy vegetables every day, so she can always get some news.

  Jojo, on the other hand, was carrying a small basket, opened his mouth wide and looked at the large trucks in the wholesale market, as well as all kinds of piles full of fruits, and exclaimed——

   "This place is so big, so big!"

  Song Tan smiled: "Of course it's big, this is the largest wholesale market in our city!"

  Song Tan's aunt Wu Fang and Zhang Hong and his wife have a shop here, specializing in fruit wholesale.

  Fruit wholesale is not an easy business. It is also hard work to get up early and return late, and to move and carry.

  But the aunt and his wife are honest. Although they didn’t make as much money as others at the beginning, they have accumulated some word of mouth over the years, and they are doing well now.

  Song Tan followed the address mentioned before, and Qiao Qiao obediently followed behind. Looking at this completely different style from other buildings, he seemed much more excited.

   "Sister, there are so many fruits!"

"Um."

   "Can I eat every day when I live here?"

"Um."

   "Then can Jojo live here?"

   "Well... no." Song Tan looked at him: "You have to pay for food here, do you have money?"

  Qiao Qiao is no longer stupid now, and looked at her eagerly: "I have... a salary!"

  Song Tan showed him with his fingers: "You dug the vegetable garden yesterday, and it cost 50 yuan. Today, I accompanied my sister to sell vegetables, and it cost 50 yuan."

   "It's a total of one hundred yuan. You have to raise your three puppies, and you have to buy yourself toys and Peppa stickers. You have to pay for snacks yourself-Jojo, it's not enough!"

   Qiao Qiao is not worried: "I will dig the vegetable garden when I go back today! There will be more and more!"

  This silly boy.

  Song Tan is helpless—this is unreasonable, right?

   "Okay, let's plant kimchi when we go back. You have dug the vegetable garden, and we will plant it at night."

  Bok choy, chicken feathers, these can be planted densely, just make use of the vegetable garden first.

   Just as he was talking, a facade of [Dahong Fruit Wholesale] appeared in front of him. A couple at the door is carrying fruit on a truck!

   "Auntie!" Song Tan yelled, and without waiting for her to respond, he went directly to the car: "I will help you with what you want to move!"

  Jojo has already stood under the car skillfully.

  Auntie is also not tall, but she is thinner than Ulan. She is wearing old clothes at the moment, and her face is full of surprises: "Why is Tan Tan back? Get down quickly, this fruit is heavy, you can't carry it—"

  Auntie’s words got stuck.

  Because Song Tan in front of him had a basket of fruit in his hand, and then handed it over. Qiao Qiao took it in a hurry and put it aside.

  The pairing of the two is particularly proficient. If you don’t know it, you might think that you specialize in this line of work!

  Uncle Zhang Hong came out of the warehouse, and was shocked when he saw it: "Oh, you two, I don't need your help, come down quickly, I'll get you two oranges!"

   Seeing that the two of them didn't move, the uncle became anxious and pulled out a grapefruit from the side: "Qiao Qiao, come, uncle will break the fruit for you."

   Qiao Qiao turned his head, he doesn’t like grapefruit, because the grapefruit Ulan bought in the village during the Chinese New Year is very sour:

   "No, I have to work."

  My sister said that it is difficult to make money. He can earn fifty yuan today, so he can't be lazy.

Song Tan took a look at the cart—because of the beginning of spring, everyone’s desire to consume has decreased, so there are no particularly expensive fruits on the cart, and the booming cherries sold at the end of the year are also gone. The only expensive one is the domestic one. Big cherry.

  She thought of the mountainous land at home, but she didn't take care of it for the time being this year, and only used the chestnut forest. But if it develops for a long time, it can't be wasted there.

  What kind of fruit should I grow?

   There are still more, let’s write during the day.

   As for how much to write... Well, I will try my best!

thank you all!

  (end of this chapter)