Chapter 290: 290 Mao Zhu asked about tea

Chapter 290 290. Mao Zhu asks about tea

Brother Zhang was tearing off the tape very smoothly here. Seeing that the young couple was not ready yet, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious:

"Have you thought about it? Baba is here. If you don't buy some, don't you feel that you will be at a disadvantage when you go back?"

“Besides, I’ll be leaving soon after the goods are packed and loaded. I’m in a hurry. If you don’t come with me, you’ll have to drive out on this mountain road by yourself. Is that okay?”

The rain was coming down hard, hitting the simple plastic shed in the yard and making a loud sound.

The sky was dark, and there were a few lights in the shed. The couple looked at each other, then looked at the warm pot over there, and said hesitantly:

"Then...can you let us have another bowl of white fungus soup? We ate too fast just now..."

The girl blushed in embarrassment: "...I can't even taste it."

Song Tan was really done with his work. He sat down completely and laughed when he heard the words: "Okay. Serve it yourself. You can eat as much as you want."

I'm afraid you're not that big-bellied.

“Brother Zhang, don’t be too busy packing. Go and have a bowl too.”

“Okay!”

Brother Zhang is not coy!

At this moment, I packed and marked the things I had on hand, and immediately followed the familiar route to fill the soup.

Why was he so active in coming to Song Tan's house? This is also a reason.

At this moment, while drinking soup, I was worried: "It's raining so hard, will I be able to go to the garden to pick vegetables later?"

"It's okay," Song Tan glanced at the sky: "It's already summer, and the rain comes and goes quickly. It will definitely stop by the evening."

Brother Zhang:…

Amazing! How long have you been doing farm work since you came home? It depends on the weather, but you are still so sure!

It is impossible to say that he really has two talents.

At this moment, the intoxicated young couple looked at each other again and finally made up their minds: "We want a pound of this white fungus, but can we pack it in portions like you do online shopping?"

This time it was Brother Zhang's turn to be surprised - he didn't realize that these two people were so annoyed, how could they spend money so neatly?

The young man said with a grimace: "Can you only buy half a catty of tea?"

Song Tan originally wanted to shake his head, but when he saw the two people looking at him eagerly—

far away.

“Okay, there is an additional charge for the packaging box.”

The two instantly became happy, and now they got together again, muttering on the phone, and then asked: "I see what the comment section is talking about about honey, and you also talk about honey, how do you sell honey? Is there any? ?”

There is indeed a few cans that Qiao Qiao just returned.

Song Tan nodded: "It costs 1,000 yuan per catty, but haven't you bought honey?"

Had it not been introduced by the beekeeper, they would not have followed me.

The young man smiled honestly: "I bought it and tasted it at the time. It was really good. But your white fungus soup is really delicious. I thought... maybe it's expensive for a reason."

Look! This realization! Song Tan likes to feel refreshed like this!

Ulan was helping to put away the evening dishes. At this moment, he and Aunt Lianhua looked at each other and were overjoyed:

“I’ll go pack it for you now.”

Brother Zhang held the bowl and watched helplessly as the transaction was successful. Thinking about the money he earned by packing and delivering the goods, he felt that the white fungus soup was not sweet enough.

The differences between people are really huge.

It is exactly what Song Tan said. The heavy rain only lasted for an hour. When Brother Zhang's express delivery was all packed, it stopped completely.

Brother Zhang thought for a while and said, "Let's get one catty of the same! Three catties of cabbage."

The daughter-in-law and her family are coming over, so he has to show off.

Besides, their family hasn’t eaten for a long time.

When he comes to pack himself, he can still be soup or something, but his daughter -in -law did not eat at home. He caught up with this opportunity and also called his daughter -in -law to eat a meal, saving the money.

"OK."

Song Youde carried the basket and walked into the garden. While Song Tan was helping to load the packages into the truck, he looked at the neatly packed packages and looked at Brother Zhang's sweating look. He pondered for a moment and whispered. :

“Brother Zhang, it’s all thanks to you that this customer can come here today. I’ll give you two handfuls of broken white fungus later. Don’t think the quality is bad.”

Business is business, and human relations are human relations, which are two different things.

Poor condition?

Brother Zhang was so happy that he almost fainted! !

 Tremella! 80 yuan for 10 grams, let alone broken ones. Don’t you have to break them if you want to eat them at home?

And at home, you can definitely add more water and ingredients, make it thinner, and it will be enough for several meals!

How can I dislike it!

He was overjoyed.

At this moment, looking at the two young lovers in front of them who were happily watching Wang Lifen and Wu Lan packing their goods, I felt that each other's bodies were shining with golden light.

It seems that next time we have customers, we have to find a way to bring them here!

That is to say, after all, there is a layer of separation online. If you actually come to your home and sit down, eat and drink whatever you want, the business will be complete!

He was so excited that he looked as if he had been given a shot of blood while holding the package.

After the group of people left with their loads, someone shouted again outside the yard:

“Thirty percent, thirty percent!”

Song Sancheng came out and asked, "Mao Zhu, why are you here free?"

Zhou Maozhu smiled naively: "It's not raining. I think there will be no tea this afternoon. Let's take a rest."

Song Sancheng laughed loudly: "I'm going to make you tired."

“I’m not tired, I’m not tired, I’m not tired!”

Zhou Maozhu shook his head like a rattle - he made tea every day and earned money every day. How many people in the village envied him!

“Your tea is so good. I’m willing to do it even if you don’t pay me. Look at how energetic I am during this time!”

Song Sancheng didn't dare to accept this. Their stuff was too good. If he goes on, he is afraid that people will ask how much his tea costs per pound.

However, when he didn't answer, Zhou Maozhu had already started to ask: "Sancheng, how do you sell your tea? I don't ask for sifting every day, I just mix it and fry it like this, and it still tastes so good..."

"Of the two pounds of spring tea, I originally planned to keep one pound at home for myself to drink, and one pound for my son to drink, but he turned it over and gave it as a gift, and both boxes were taken away."

“I didn’t call, I said if the price was right, I would have to buy another ten kilograms and give it away…”

"I was thinking about it..." Zhou Maozhu said a little embarrassedly: "Didn't you say that you would give it to my house at that time..."

"Give!"

Song Sancheng was upset because of the five kilograms of tea, but since he agreed, he has no regrets!

What’s more, the roasted tea leaves at home are all fragrant and fragrant. Zhou Maozhu’s skills are unparalleled!

Let him do it by himself, he doesn’t have the ability yet!

Sooner or later the price will improve, but not so soon...

(End of this chapter)

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