Chapter 169 169. Picking Tremella Fungus
Of course, limiting watermelon varieties depends not only on market demand, but also on whether the family has enough labor to manage it.
For example, the early-maturing varieties highly recommended by the boss at the beginning, with one melon per vine, do not require careful care.
Those who can have two or three melons per plant require more effort in comparison.
Pruning to promote flowers and fruits...all takes effort.
Song Tan calculated the time in his mind—
“Boss, here are 12,000 early-maturing seedlings and 2,500 mid-maturing seedlings.”
“Send them all to my home before six-thirty tomorrow morning, okay?”
Sigh, if I hadn’t sold some bamboo shoots and a few kilograms of tea leaves, I would have been short of money to buy seedlings.
Life is really hard.
Okay, why not? !
Such a big business, the boss was so excited that he trembled with excitement. Even at the wholesale price of 35 cents per tree, he could still earn close to 5,000 yuan!
Oops, we don’t have enough seedlings in our own greenhouse, so we have to quickly find relatives to get more.
but…
The boss looked at her worriedly again: "Girl, your family has ten or twenty acres of land to grow watermelons? Have you found a shipping channel?"
“If you don’t find a good one, don’t plant so many, it’s a big risk!”
With twenty acres of land, if you take care of a small melon like this well, you can produce three thousand catties per mu. This is not a small amount! If you lose, it will break your muscles and bones!
Planting the land is never about sowing the seeds, planting the seedlings and then waiting for the harvest. During this period, fertilizers and pesticides were applied manually and managed, and natural and man-made disasters had to be dealt with from time to time, which was very risky.
Often a year's work has been invested, and the house has been damaged. Suddenly there is a heavy rain, and the watermelon explodes in the field...
Which watermelon grower has never encountered this kind of thing?
Besides, this stuff is put on the market in large quantities every year. If you plant so many watermelons without negotiating good channels, it is very likely that the watermelons will not be sold and will rot in the ground.
At the end of that year, all the hard work has been wasted, and that’s the end of it.
The boss wants to make money, but in business, it is best for everyone to be prosperous so that they can have continuous and stable income.
…
What is the shipping channel? Nowadays, apart from setting up stalls for online shopping, there is nothing else.
However, Song Tan was not worried, and could only nod with determination at this moment:
“Don’t worry, it’s all settled.”
“Okay, okay, okay, okay!”
The boss immediately beamed.
Although many times you will suffer some losses if you negotiate the price in advance, it is better to be safe.
In this way, I only need to maintain the quality and quantity. I also have other seedlings in my greenhouse, maintain customers, and develop sustainably.
Sigh, there are so many things to worry about when doing business these days.
…
When I got home, I saw that the two men were still driving their tricycles happily.
Song Tan looked at her father who was reluctant to move on the tricycle, and couldn't help laughing: "Dad, didn't you say you bought it for my uncle Zhang? Why can't you just ride it yourself?"
Song Sancheng felt confident now: "Uncle Zhang, your legs and feet are inconvenient. Just let me help you with any work. You can't bully others like this, right?"
Alright, all the right of interpretation lies with the owner.
That is of course what dad said. but…
Song Sancheng was riding on the car and couldn't help but frown again: these twenty people came and waved their hoes, and the four thousand yuan was gone.
He was a little hesitant: "Farming watermelons is easier than the last time. How about we do it for 150 days?"
Song Tan thought for a while: "No need, Dad, we are all from the same village. We always have work to do, and we don't have to make trouble if everyone gets jealous."
Furthermore, one person’s workload from morning to night is six to seven hundred trees, which is not easy to calculate.
The money is given more generously, and everyone will be more careful in planting the seedlings.
With twenty acres of mountain land, there will be plenty of room for the villagers to use in the future.
Song Sancheng understands the hardships of farming better than Song Tan. This is just a mention, but now it is nothing more.
After he finished speaking, he stepped on the accelerator again, and the tricycle made a slight roar: "I'll go to the back mountain and tell your Uncle Zhang to prepare more fat when I have time."
This is not just to say something, it is clearly to show off!
Song Tan swallowed the unfinished words in his mouth, and now he had to change the topic: "Seventh cousin, I will have to work hard for you tomorrow."
The seventh cousin snorted: "This is what we do, it's not hard work. I'm born!"
"If you really feel sorry for yourself, didn't you say that the white fungus on the mountain has grown? Hurry up and pick a basket. While the weather is nice these two days, I will dry it and stew it."
This thing is just like black fungus. It cannot be eaten immediately after being picked. It must be dried or dried.
Grandma Qi is old, her teeth are normal, and Tremella fungus is good for her stomach. Cousin Seven has been thinking about this for a long time.
Song Tan smiled: "Okay, I'll go up the mountain right away."
"Wait a minute," he pointed at Jojo, who was holding a tablet and looking at Ultraman with great interest: "There is nothing to do now, so let's take him there too. It will be helpful to gain more exposure."
Having brought Qiao Qiao, is there still Zhang Yanping missing?
So the three of them each had a basket and a sharp bamboo knife, and went up the mountain in high spirits.
Before leaving, Song Youde stopped him: "Tantan? Is the basket heavy? Why don't you put it on the back seat of my car and I'll take it up to you?"
Song Tan:…
How much can an empty basket weigh? Isn’t it just to show off by riding a bicycle? But grandpa, you can only seat one person in the back seat. Whether these three baskets can be stacked or not is another matter!
Zhang Yanping also sighed: "That mountain is all my blood and sweat."
What kind of blood and sweat? Isn’t it because I spent some effort when planting golden cherry blossoms?
Song Tan was too lazy to say anything.
After a while, he pointed forward and said: "Look, your hard work has made the flowers bloom, why don't you pick two and take them back?"
The golden cherry trees planted in March are growing vigorously, and they are stimulated by spiritual energy. They are even sprouting bamboo shoots, leaving leaves and flower buds like crazy.
When it was planted, it was pruned to look like a low stake, and now the long branches and vines have been hung on the fence.
The white yellow pistil flowers bloom with a fairy air. If you get closer and smell them, you will find a fresh fragrance!
No wonder there are still bees buzzing around even if there are only a few sparsely bloomed flowers.
"This flower is so big!" Qiaoqiao immediately stepped forward and gestured: "When can more flowers bloom? I'll bring Big Bear here."
It's a pity that no one praised him for looking carefully.
Song Tan has also entered the chestnut forest and started picking white fungus from the neatly arranged mushroom sticks in the forest.
This is the first crop of Tremella fuciformis, and it is not very big. It's like he didn't relax at all.
The largest one is only the size of a duck egg.
The sharp small bamboo knife selected such a big white fungus and stuck it to the root. With just a little force, it instantly cut them into the basket.
I am sleepy as hell, but after thinking about it, I still struggle to write it out...
How commendable my spirit is!
(End of this chapter)