Chapter 268 268. What to eat at night
Xin Jun’s proposal was just right.
Everyone who has ever bought tea knows the benefits of tea. Everyone who has ever bought tea also knows whether tea is worth the price.
But ten thousand yuan is not a small amount of money.
Most people think they are millionaires on the Internet, but in reality, even if they have 10,000 yuan, they are probably reluctant to spend it on tea.
Song Tan took stock of his sales records and found that except for the wealthy branch secretary in the village, there was not a single female customer who bought tea.
It can be seen that apart from the lavish men, girls in general are much more economical.
But if you can’t afford tea worth 10,000 yuan, can you still afford an aromatherapy bag worth 50 yuan a piece? If one serving is really not enough, you can buy five, six, seven or eight at worst. Compared to 10,000 yuan, it immediately seemed that I could afford it.
Therefore, when Zhang Yanping put the one-gram simple tea bags on the shelves, the sales in the store increased rapidly!
Not long after, the background showed that more than 1,700 copies had been sold!
A few of them only bought one copy, and the largest one bought 20 copies!
That's it, it's because many people haven't received the goods or haven't experienced the goodness of tea, or don't even know about opening an online store, so they haven't placed an order.
Song Tan watched with great joy.
In other words, if this continues, the budget for building a house can be increased again!
Thankfully, I asked Zhao Fangyuan to make a complete plan. I originally wanted to make money while building it. Unexpectedly, the preliminary budget was so much higher when construction started just now. It shows that God cannot bear her living in a shabby house!
Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun took turns acting as customer service. At the moment, they were busy playing with their four claws and typing on the keyboard. They didn't forget to ask her: "They just gave us a proposal to sell aromatherapy bags. Do you want to send them separately?" A gift?"
"OK!"
Song Tan, who made money, was also very generous: "I gave her 5 tea bags alone."
I hope that the more suggestions that can help her make money, the better.
After making money, Song Tan began to wander around the yard.
Cousin Seven, who was worried about what to eat at night, tapped the rim of the pot with a spoon. His movement was very similar to the way Ulan was preparing to feed the pigs before, as if the next call was about to start calling "Lulululu..."!
Song Tan's eyebrows skipped a beat, and as expected, he saw his seventh cousin ponder for a moment: "Beside the pond at the foot of your mountain, I remember there is a field planted with sesame seeds, right?"
Song Tan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
Nothing else, the sesame seeds haven’t grown yet, but the leaves are strong and green.
However, the seventh cousin nodded: "If you have nothing to do, take a basket and pick a basket of leaves. You want young leaves, not the old leaves at the bottom half of the roots."
“It hasn’t bloomed yet and has sesame seeds. Just pinch them carefully and don’t catch a single one.”
Song Tan was dumbfounded.
She picked up the old basket and humbly asked for advice:
“Why do you want sesame leaves?”
The seventh cousin clicked his tongue impatiently: "You are still a country boy. Have you ever eaten muddy noodles? Add some sesame leaves and let's eat muddy noodles for lunch."
He turned his head and sighed again: "I worry about what to eat every day. If it doesn't work, you can just make a menu for me in the future."
"No, no, no." Song Tan quickly shook his head, took the basket and ran out - who can list such a thing as a menu? Everyone has difficulty choosing, right?
What's more, the seventh cousin's craftsmanship is so good, and the things he makes have never turned over. Eating every day is like opening a blind box, so happy!
She doesn’t want a standard menu!
…
To get to the three acres of land at the foot of the back mountain, you first have to climb up the back mountain, then go around the peach grove, and finally pass half of the pond...
Looking at the chickens and ducks quacking, swimming in the water, running in the grass, and digging around on the ground, everything is so prosperous.
Even if you wait to lay eggs, you have to wait another two months.
Song Tan sighed sadly, and now he gently pushed aside the sweet potato vines on the edge. Looking at Qiao Qiao and Song Sancheng in the distance who were conscientiously planting corn along the edge of the road, he couldn't help but smile again. This corn is ordinary corn, the kind that can produce 2 to 4 corns on a pole. It is usually grown to feed pigs, chickens and ducks.
This year, Song Tan was thinking about feeding them the poles. How about keeping the corn for beating corn pellets or corn grits?
Thinking about it this way, there are so many good things to eat!
expect!
She became more confident in the sesame leaves. At this moment, she turned around and dived directly into the sesame field that was half a person's height.
with sesame seeds planted in less than half an acre, mainly for grinding sesame oil.
Since the seventh cousin wanted young leaves, Song Tan quickly picked them with his hands and feet. There were three or four leaves on each sesame plant, which did not damage the roots and allowed for sustainable development. It was perfect!
After a while, the basket was filled to the brim.
She stood there admiring the fruits of her labor, and found that after becoming an immortal, her hands and feet were indeed nimble and nimble. At her current speed, if she could pick 5,678 kilograms of tea leaves in a day, she would not be able to do what she was capable of, right?
The proud fairy Tan returned majestically carrying a rustic big basket.
Aunt Lianhua has prepared a large stainless steel basin. Now she pours the sesame leaves from the basket into the pool, and then quickly starts rinsing them.
Every time a basin is rinsed, the seventh cousin here boils hot water and pours it into it -
Song Tan, a cooking novice, discovered that everything can be blanched.
The seventh cousin glanced at her and said, "You don't know the suffering in the world."
“When I passed the grain checkpoint in the past, I had to eat everything. If I really couldn’t eat some of it, I had to find a way to cook it.”
"A few decades ago, everyone still had to eat Yiku rice!" "These things were only tasted by those who had not eaten them and were hungry, so they forced them out."
Song Tan’s face was dark.
She stood by the pot and asked a question:
“Then…are sesame leaves delicious?”
Grandma Seventh worked with Cousin Seventh every day. During this time, her face became rosy and shiny. She couldn’t wait to answer when she heard this:
“It’s delicious! It’s so fragrant that you wouldn’t even exchange it for meat.”
Okay, look at her looking forward to it.
Song Tan looked at the seventh cousin again and thought: No wonder this little old man wants to eat for lunch today. It seems that the seventh cousin is greedy.
But she didn’t reveal it, she just thought about it for a while:
“Can this leaf be sold for money?”
The seventh cousin paused while waving the spoon, and Aunt Lianhua next to him laughed:
“Tan Tan, don’t even think about selling it for money. It’s troublesome.”
“How much trouble is it?”
Aunt Lianhua thought for a while: "If you want to sell sesame leaves, most of them will be dried sesame leaves. How to make dried sesame leaves? First blanch them, then dry them, and then knead them when they are half dry. 10 pounds of sesame seeds If you can’t even get 1 catty of leaves, how do you price it?”
She knew the prices of things at Song Tan's house, but Aunt Lianhua was tight-lipped. No matter how shocked she was, she never revealed a word when she returned home.
Song Tan:…
Forget it, there are so many people in their family, and it’s not enough for them. What can you do with half an acre of sesame seeds?
Some money can’t be earned, just forget it.
Updated every night before twelve o'clock.
If not, then... maybe it will be available at twelve o'clock next night.
12 o'clock in the middle of the night, a magical time...
(End of this chapter)