Song Tan Jishi

   "Mushroom?"

  Song Tan thought for a while: "Mushrooms?"

   "No." Professor Song laughed: "There are too many shiitake mushroom growers, and the price is very difficult—" He wanted to say that it was difficult to go up, but when he thought about the 40-jin fish, he had nothing to say.

  At this moment, I can only nod again: "Yes, shiitake mushrooms, leave more mushroom sticks in the forest. In the climate conditions of spring, summer and autumn, there is no need for management at all, it is an out-and-out forest mushroom."

   "Of course the yield cannot compare to large-scale planting, but it is also resistant to storage and transportation after drying."

Yanran has already turned on the phone: "Caoguo's yield per mu is about 200 catties of dried fruit. I checked and found that a package of marinated ingredients only uses about 5 grams. 200 catties... hiss! 20,000 servings of marinated packages! "

  One mu of land is enough to sell for a year, right?

  What kind of fruit trees can be planted on only one acre of land? All by yourself?

  The seventh cousin was thoughtful, and did not forget to ask: "Tan Tan, ginger, a variety of ginger! The marinade bag is indispensable, and I can serve it with dried **** tea later!"

  My family has also planted it this year. It’s just a small piece of land the size of a palm. The **** hasn’t been dug out yet, but it won’t last long.

   This thing is like garlic and shallots, you can't lack it at any time.

  Seventh Cousin is very interested in everything that can cook:

   "If you can't sell it, you can ask Dr. Guo, dried **** is indispensable in traditional Chinese medicine! There is also fresh ginger, and the price is not low."

  He has opened up new ideas, and now he has ideas for making money one after another! Hearing that, Song Tan was elated, and then became depressed in an instant:

   "There is still a shortage of people..."

  Zhang Yanping also turned on the phone, crackling and counting: "20,000 copies? That should last for three months? I'll sell a marinated bag of tea eggs to see the market for the specific number."

   Then I remembered: "Ah, I forgot to say hello to those introduced by Professor Song, calculate the price, and send a few catties more at a time..."

   Then he hurried to make a call.

  …

  South City.

  Wu Jun rode back on a roaring old motorcycle. His wife was cooking with a big belly. Seeing him sweating profusely, he could not help but sigh and feel helpless:

   "Don't go out tomorrow, it's a hot day, you'll suffer."

   Wu Jun was also helpless: "What if I don't go out? I eat barbecued lobster in summer, and spices are used the fastest. There are still so many peppercorns grown in our house, so I have to sell them! Otherwise, there will be new peppercorns in autumn."

   On the one hand, I have no choice but to be a big guy now, why not pick what to eat!

  When he went to the seed meeting, he was cultivating the new product jointly organized by the Academy of Agricultural Sciences. He knew the peppercorns as soon as he tasted them.

  After a year of hard work, all the money was invested in it. As a result, there is no market for such a good thing!

  Oh, not at all, there is an old-fashioned hot pot restaurant, he came to sell it, and after the boss tasted it himself, he recognized his Sichuan pepper.

   But the problem is that the reason why the old brand is old is because it does not franchise or franchise, there is only one store in total! Even if there are a lot of customers every day, the reception capacity is limited.

  Prickly ash can produce 300 catties of dried pepper per mu. He takes care of it with care. The ten mu of land in the family is just over 3000 catties! But I never expected that because of the high price, many people would not try it when it was sold!

  Later, an acquaintance with the owner of a barbecue shop told him:

"Your peppercorns are really tasty! They are very good! But they are a bit expensive... Look at the peppercorns I collect in the market, 18 per catty. Our barbecue is very conscientious, and they are all good ingredients. The quality is very good right?"

   "But yours costs 30...Look, how can it be so expensive! Our barbecue also costs a lot!"

   There is another point, but he only figured it out when he was chatting with the owner of the hotpot restaurant.

  The owner of the hot pot restaurant praised his prickly ash for its rich taste, so when serving hot pot, he had to re-adjust the ratio so that the taste would be better...

   Wu Jun thought about it and understood.

Most of the popular barbecue hot pot restaurants have their own barbecue ingredients. His peppercorns are not only expensive, but also full of flavor. After adding them, it is best to adjust the whole, otherwise some customers who like the old taste will be muttering …

   But the business is good, which means that the taste has been accepted, recognized and even used to, and then adjust - it is not necessary!

  As for the barbecue restaurants with bad business...the business is not good, they are even more reluctant to spend money, and instead will choose cheaper barbecue ingredients.

   After coming and going again and again, Wu Jun also became numb.

  Just...he thought about sales before planting, and even visited the market, but he never expected that this was the reason!

  At this moment, he has secretly made up his mind: "I plan to go to the mountain city tomorrow. People there know how to eat spicy food and hot pot. I will go to the local area to promote it!"

   Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry... Wu Jun calmed down slowly, but he didn't hear his wife speak.

   When I looked at the past again, I saw that my daughter-in-law also hesitated: "My due date is only half a month, and you are going out... There is no one at home, and my parents are not here. I am a little worried."

   On the one hand, the stock of peppercorns needs to be cleaned up urgently, and on the other hand, is the wife.

   Giving birth, confinement, taking care of children...

   Wu Jun broke into a hot sweat abruptly.

  He gritted his teeth: "Alright, at worst, I'll go after you give birth. It just so happens that the field is busy recently."

  The daughter-in-law hesitated for a moment—if all goes well, it will be September and October after confinement, but this year's pepper picking period will be at the end of August!

  This is why Wu Jun is so anxious now—he still has a thousand catties in stock!

  The couple ate dinner without taste.

  As usual, I went out for a stroll, and as I walked, the daughter-in-law lost her mind looking at the pond, and then shed two lines of tears:

   "I really want to eat crayfish... Wu Jun, if you can't sell peppercorns, you should stop farming and sell crayfish! You made crayfish so delicious... I really want to eat..."

  Wu Jun:…

  His father sells crayfish. In summer, from noon to night, there are a lot of customers every night. Wu Jun has been working for several years after graduation. He has earned a lot of money, and he is like a dog.

   During the blind date, his wife asked him if the age of his ID card had been changed by seven or eight years...

   Wu Jun smelled the faint smell of barbecue when he went home to take a shower, so he made up his mind to change his career!

  No, my parents sell barbecue lobsters in the city, and there is no time to make money today.

  He grows Chinese prickly ash in the field, and he has free time, but all the money he earns from selling barbecues is spent, and he has quarreled with his family and has not reconciled so far...

  At this moment, he was also speechless.

   And at this moment, the phone rang, and it was Professor Song who I met at the exchange meeting.

  Hung up the phone, he sighed—Professor Song was kind. Although he was just a layman asking a few questions at the time, he still left a call for himself, and said that if you have any questions, just ask...

   Now I have nearly two years of planting experience, I didn't expect Professor Song to remember this matter...

   No, I just called to ask if there are any samples to send, and he also transferred the account...

  Wu Jun turned on the phone and looked, dumbfounded:

  Transfer 50, and the remarks are [one catty and postage].

  Hey! It’s daytime again. In fact, the quality of sleep has not been very good recently. I have many dreams.

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   Let’s sacrifice another sister to add to the fun today!

  Er Qian's "The Little Cook of the Imperial College", as the name suggests, is a good book for dinner.

  The name is so appropriate, it reminds me that after Song Tan decided on the name, the editor said that readers like the Yongzheng Dynasty would never be interested...

   Then why not, at my level—Song Tan's Return to Hometown Farming Story?