Song Tan Jishi

 At eight-thirty in the autumn morning, the sun has already brightened up, and the fog in the mountains in the distance has not yet dissipated, but Song Tan, a low-key but already in place factory, has officially begun to be used for the first time—

I saw baskets of brown chestnut bags and scattered chestnuts piled high under the pergola in the yard. Five aunties came over each holding scissors and chatting. When they entered the yard, they opened their eyes wide and exclaimed:

 “Ouch! It’s so big!”

  No!

This big yard is on the mountain side. In the past, it was a barren mountain and wild land, which was difficult to climb. Old men and women would not go here to collect firewood. Now at first glance, it’s amazing!

 The old Song family is doing great things!

“The huge yard is bigger than the toy factory I went to the year before last!”

“The building is not as big as a workshop, but it’s still impressive! How many people need to work to fill it?”

Old aunties are born good at gossiping, and their curiosity far exceeds that of contemporary young people. At this moment, before Wu Lan came over, they quickly looked around in this deserted factory (actually there are still some, such as Wang Xiaoshun and Master Jiang). . For a time, the empty courtyard was filled with their sighs.

However, it only took a few turns, and soon the Zhang Wang family came over on a tricycle.

The tricycle rode directly into the yard, followed by Wu Lei. He was wearing thick gloves. He got off the car and carried the full basket with familiarity, then poured it on top of the chestnuts, and then piled the empty basket aside. .

Zhang Wang’s family also wore gloves to help clean up, and said with a smile: "You only earn 100 a day, why are you still working hard? I will have to talk to Ulan later."

The aunts burst out laughing: "Well, you Zhang Wang family, you built such a big factory in this mountain without saying a word, and you didn't tell us! Do you have to recruit workers in our village later? One month's payment how much?"

It’s not that they didn’t know it, they just didn’t expect it to be so big.

It’s not that Zhang Wang’s family didn’t hear a few words when they had dinner with the old Song family on weekdays, it’s just that he didn’t like to talk before, and now he’s not a talkative person. Now he is vague:

“Then how do I know that if you work in the village, what kind of salary can you get? I guess it’s just like me, two or three thousand is enough.”

 Two or three thousand is a lot!

The aunts became excited: "Two thousand five thousand a month, you can make thirty thousand a year, and you don't have to go out to eat or sleep..."

“That’s definitely a bit less. I’m already 57 this year, and there’s no factory where I can work, unless it’s a factory that no one wants to go to…”

 In other words, if others are not willing to go, she may not be willing to go even if she is 57 years old!

Comparing this, this job is really good!

Although we haven’t said yet whether we will recruit permanent workers, for such a big factory, not even a single person in the village will be hired, right?

 For a time, everyone was excited about working!

The person pulling the bench pulled the bench, and the person holding the basket took the basket... Soon, everyone was wearing gloves and holding scissors, and the familiar ones picked up a chestnut bag and stepped on it.

 Then the blade of the scissors is stuck along the gap, and then it is broken in the opposite direction -

Three large, plump and round chestnuts were exposed, squeezing each other close to each other.

Boss Qian and Boss Wang came down the mountain road. When they saw the large factory building here in the distance, they couldn't help but follow them. Then they stood at the door and hesitated again:

“Say, Lao Wang, is it really okay if we don’t want this chestnut? I’ve already prepared the money, but now I feel empty.”

 “Who says it’s not?”

Boss Qian was also sad: "But think about it, Boss Xiao Song didn't hide it. He said that he could make sugar-roasted chestnuts and sell them - but where should we send them? The supermarket can sell peaches for tens of dollars each, but Is he willing to ask for roasted chestnuts with sugar worth 100 yuan a pound?"

 Forty yuan is charged, and you have to hire workers to pack it, and you also need to have a certificate and permission...

The last one or two hundred thousand capital, after a few months of hard work to earn another one or two hundred thousand...it would be better for them to sell fruit as usual.

 The two bosses sighed and went down the mountain again dejectedly. At the same time, he was still thinking: "We are here, and the business is not a friendly one. Boss Xiao Song won't be reluctant to let us have a meal, right?"     "I'll buy some more tea."

“I have to buy it too. My old lady said that their white fungus is good and won’t cause constipation. As you know, elderly people are most afraid of this, so I have to stock up on two kilograms.”

Thinking about it this way, the two of them felt much more comfortable.

However, when they were going down the mountain, they happened to see Zhang Yanping holding his mobile phone and preparing to go out.

To be honest, after seeing him for a few months, this Yanping looks even more fierce. But after all, they had gotten along before, so they were not as scared as Boss Chang. Instead, they managed to smile:

“Brother Yanping, we haven’t reached an agreement on chestnuts. But we also want to buy some tea and white fungus. A few more kilograms, do you think it’s okay?”

Zhang Yanping was stunned, but he didn't care whether the Banli negotiation was successful or not. Instead, he asked: "Ah? Did Tantan ask you to buy it? Can't you?"

"No, no, no!" Boss Qian thought Zhang Yanping had misunderstood Song Tan, and quickly explained: "This is none of Boss Song's business. The business has not been concluded. She didn't say anything, and she didn't ask us to buy anything. Tell me how you are ready to sell it.”

"It's just that we are thinking about how good your tea and white fungus are, and we want to buy a few more pounds. We don't need this at home."

“I’ll just say it.” Zhang Yanping breathed a sigh of relief, and then said directly:

“I can’t sell it anymore, all of it has been taken over by Boss Chang.”

 Can’t? ! How can I wrap it up? ! The two bosses couldn't believe it.

Zhang Yanping didn’t hide it either: “Except for leaving a part for us to put in the online store to attract fans every day, the rest is covered.”

 He stretched out a palm and said, "This is the number!"

“Fifty kilograms are packed?” Boss Qian was shocked. Boss Chang was indeed very powerful. They had to chip in to pack an orchard!

Zhang Yanping took back his hand: "Fifty thousand a catty, so I took two to three million worth of goods."

“So you see, it’s not that I don’t sell this tea, it’s just that the amount left is really just enough for the online store to solidify fans.”

After he finished speaking, he explained sincerely: "But don't worry, we are not that kind of people. We have all been friends. If the two bosses really want it, they can go to the online store and squat every day, and they can buy it for 10,000 yuan." cheaper."

 Boss Qian is very desperate.

 He has never bought anything online, but his children have! As long as the word "rob" needs to be used, basically ordinary people cannot grab it.

At this moment, sad tears are about to fall.

 —This must be because Boss Xiao Song is angry!

Boss Wang asked cautiously: “Can I buy more Tremella fuciformis?

 Ah this.

Zhang Yanping was even more difficult: "The white fungus was also packed away, and the gift was six thousand one catty."

 The dried white fungus that I had saved since the beginning of summer now only has dozens of kilograms of whole and dozens of kilograms of broken pieces left.

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