Chapter 21: 21 regular customers

Chapter 21 21. Regular customers

“Twenty.” Although I don’t mind it, I don’t like it either.

Song Tan has no intention of discounting.

"What?!"

Wu Qianqian was unhappy—she had bought groceries seriously a few times, but now that she heard it was so expensive, she felt that Song Tan was cheating on her.

“It’s just wild vegetables and they cost nothing, so why should they be so expensive? Song Tan, we are old classmates, you can’t be so deceptive.”

As soon as he finished speaking, an aunt suddenly squeezed in from behind:

“Oh, are there any vegetables left? There are only three bundles left? Then I’ll take them all!”

Auntie put the three bundles of vegetables into bags with familiarity, while scanning the QR code with unfamiliar eyes and squinting into the group, still mumbling:

"I bought it first because I wanted to eat it fresh. I didn't expect that when I went home to make noodles, my granddaughter ate a huge bowl! You don't know how picky she is... I have joined the group now. Girl, if you come back tomorrow, Say it in advance!”

After speaking, he took out another sixty dollars from his pocket and stuffed it into Qiao Qiao's eyes, his eyes so kind that they were almost dripping with water:

“My dear, my aunt will come to you next time when she buys groceries!”

Auntie left in high spirits, full of achievements.

Wu Qianqian and her boyfriend stood there in embarrassment—they didn’t expect that they would pick and choose and accuse their classmates of ripping off customers, but they didn’t expect that they wouldn’t even haggle over the price and just wrap it up.

Is this wild vegetable so rare and so delicious?

The two of them had this idea in mind, and the more they thought about it, the more they thought it would be delicious!

After waffling for a while, Wu Qianqian’s boyfriend took out his mobile phone and quietly scanned the group QR code.

Song Tan looked at his phone and was satisfied: Ah! There are 17 group members, and we already have repeat customers in just one morning, which is great!

She took Qiaoqiao's windmill and blew a breath. The colorful windmill started to spin. Qiaoqiao also looked at her happily:

“Sister, are they all sold out?”

"Sold out!" Song Tan also pointed to the basket: "Qiaoqiao pack it up, sister will call for a car to pick us up."

He thought for a while and asked, "Do you still have money?"

Qiaoqiao patted her pocket and turned over the remaining change to her - plus the 60 given by her aunt, there was a total of 75 left.

The windmill costs 5 yuan, but it seems like they didn’t ask for much money.

Song Tan simply handed the fifteen over again: "Go ahead and buy anything else you like. Qiao Qiao has been working too hard these two days!"

The siblings acted as if no one was around. When they looked back, Wu Qianqian and her boyfriend had disappeared.

The wild vegetables sold unexpectedly fast. Uncle Wang was still surprised when he drove to pick them up:

“Business is so good? Tantan, your price must be cheap, right?”

Otherwise, this vegetable market is full of fresh and tender greenhouse vegetables, which are clean and neat. In contrast, if the price were not good, even wild vegetables would not be so popular.

The three solid baskets in the morning are quite a lot!

Song Tan smiled: "Fortunately, there are not enough wild vegetables now, and everyone wants to eat fresh ones."

This is true.

When the wild vegetables really come into season, it will be around the Qingming Festival.

It was only ten o'clock in the morning when the two siblings got home.

Song Tan paid for today’s charter fare and watched the car drive away. When she got home, she suggested to her father:

“Dad, why don’t you take some time to get your driver’s license?”

She showed the money to Ulan: "Wild vegetables can still be sold for a while, and the daily rental fee is two hundred. When we really start growing vegetables in the fields, can we still rent a transportation every day?"

After all, what a deal!

However, Song Sancheng felt that he was getting older: "I won't learn if I don't want to learn. You, Uncle Zhou, went to learn the year before last and couldn't remember the questions in subject one. I'm over fifty, so why should I study that?" Yes, don’t you have a driver’s license? Just drive.”

He is timid before he fights.

Song Tan didn't force himself: "Mom, go and learn. I think you are more stable than my dad and are more suitable for driving."

Ulan only hesitated for a moment and immediately agreed: "That's what your dad is like. I just follow my example. I was very fast when I learned to ride a motorcycle! Tantan, you are so smart now, just follow me!"

Song Sancheng:…

He...it’s not like he definitely doesn’t want to learn...Why don’t he stop trying to persuade me?

Song Tan encouraged her: "Mom, you can definitely do it - we sell vegetables every day. These wild vegetables taste so good and are so expensive. If Uncle Wang asks about the price, it won't be appropriate for me to tell you. It's more convenient to have a car."

"That's true." Ulan also thought in his mind: if everyone knew that wild vegetables could be sold for money and rushed there in droves, it would be difficult to command a high price in the future.

Surprisingly, when she took a walk around the village this morning, she was naked everywhere. There is only greenery in the mountains behind my house and by the pond.

Ouch! This is an opportunity given by God!

Besides, the wild vegetables on my land this year are really delicious. If people in the village want to pick and sell them secretly, how can they clearly distinguish the wild vegetables from the countryside and the fields, and not let them eat them?

But you can eat it by yourself for twenty yuan a pound, what a luxury!

Looking at the 1,500 yuan my daughter brought home today, the biggest cost is the train fare of 200 yuan...

She was heartbroken: "Go and see the wild vegetables tomorrow. If they are still so delicious, we can sell them again the day after tomorrow. Don't rush back after they are sold out and buy a car."

“I heard that vans are not expensive now, right?”

The spiritual energy is not gone after one meal, more is stored in the roots! The taste of wild vegetables cannot be doubted in the short term.

As for buying a car…

Song Tan stretched out his hand: "Give me the card and bring the ID. I will go to the city with my dad in the afternoon to have a look. By the way, the text message just now said that my ID card is ready, and I will go to the town to get it in the afternoon."

Look at Song Sancheng again: "Dad, don't you know a lot of people? I remember an uncle who seems to specialize in second-hand cars. Let's go buy a Wuling."

In rural areas, not to mention other vehicles, pickup trucks and minivans are the most practical.

How about delivering food and driving off-road?

Just pick one for 30,000 yuan!

At this time, Jujuan Ru Ulan was also trembling in his heart: "You only earned 1,500 yuan, but you have to spend 30,000 yuan to go out?"

"One day's delay costs two hundred yuan, Mom!" Song Tan also said sincerely.

In the end, two hundred dollars defeated Ulan with a subtle advantage.

She went back to her room and simply put the card into Song Tan's hand:

“Take it, take it all!”

“The family’s 60,000 yuan is all here, you can spend it however you want. Even if I make money, I don’t want it from you. If you don’t have any money, don’t come to me.”

It felt unreliable if I didn’t give it before.

Now, it’s unreliable, but it seems like he is seriously considering making money.

Look at Jojo again, holding a windmill in one hand and a bubble machine in the other. He is spinning around in the yard right now, forgetting about Peppa Pig.

The couple worked hard for half their lives, didn't they still have two children?

Ulan thought about it and felt less worried.

Song Tan:…

Is there such a thing as a good thing? !

She quickly took the card and said impatiently: "Dad, hurry up and call and ask!"

Originally, it wasn’t available today, but finally it was available… I’m so diligent during the free period!

(End of this chapter)

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