Chapter 43 43. What’s so good about this dish?
The sky gets brighter and earlier, and the temperature gradually rises.
The peach and cherry trees at the door have also begun to bloom. The village is covered with light green vegetation and the mist is lingering in the morning, which is particularly beautiful.
Song Tan cut the video and sent it out last night. It has been updated 180 times so far, but has not received a few views.
She is very unprofessional in her cultivation of immortality. At least she has not yet cultivated a peaceful mind. I became angry when I saw this number of views, and finally turned my grief and anger into motivation and went to the fields to pick milkvetch.
Anyway, I don’t have to worry about selling the vegetables. I go there every day and I can earn one or two thousand yuan a time.
But she and Qiaoqiao were the only ones picking today.
Grandma Wang Lifen wrapped a plastic raincloth around her waist, tied the basket to her waist, and then asked with a straw hat: "Tan Tan, I'm going to pick tea, are you too late to put away the vegetables?"
He thought for a while and then added: "How about I stay? There are four people invited to pick tea on the mountain, and I am the only one left."
Ulan quickly said: "It's okay, Mom, I'm here. You can go pick tea. There just happens to be someone here, and you won't have to work hard."
Actually, they are all from the village, and Wulan hired hard-working people. Even for the sake of face, no one would do anything.
But when Wang Lifen heard this reason, she hurried up the mountain.
Song Tan had just brought back the milkvetch he had picked. Together with Qiao Qiao, the family of three were busy packing it up. He hesitated after hearing this:
“It’s quite hard to stand in the fields all day picking tea leaves. You might as well ask my grandma to help clean them at home.”
Ulan shook his head: "It's not that easy to work at home, but I want to give you money, and your grandma doesn't want it - a day or two is fine, but after a long time, Uncle Qi will feel unhappy."
The two families pay for the pension together, so why does the old man only help his younger son with the work?
This is not a matter of small-mindedness. In everything, it is not about scarcity but about inequality.
The reason why they have a harmonious family now is because they are particularly particular about this aspect.
“It’s different when you go to the mountains to pick tea. We hire someone for one hundred and fifty days. If your grandma goes to pick tea, she is willing to take the money.”
Although I made the excuse that I was old and didn’t pick much, I only agreed to take one hundred, but I finally took it.
Song Tan nodded and sighed again - this is a completely different mentality from farming when he was practicing!
There are so many emotions to take care of.
Ulan carefully selected the milkvetch she picked, and felt distressed after thinking about the wages:
"You said we only have a tea garden, and usually it's enough to hire one or two people. Who knew that the tea leaves are growing so well this year, and you have to hire two more people... Now, including your milk, one day's labor costs 700 yuan money."
I don’t know why this year’s tea leaves are growing really well, just like the milkvetch in the field, with densely packed tips of fresh buds. You can tell by looking at them that they must be of high quality.
But let’s do some math: “The tea leaves are so luxuriant that one person can definitely handle it with four kilograms of tea leaves a day. If you have your grandma, it will be treated as five kilograms of dry tea a day.”
“The labor cost is 700. In addition, we also have fertilizers and other things, and we have to hire someone to fry it... If the cost is less than 300 per pound, we will definitely lose money.”
Ulan was a little uneasy as he calculated: "The tea in our mountains is not famous at all. Is it okay to sell it at a high price?"
Song Tan had no choice but to promise a hundred times: "Mom, don't worry! If it doesn't work, look at our basket full of wild vegetables, which can be sold for 20,000 to 30,000 yuan in half a month."
“Who else has this ability besides me?”
My daughter is bragging again!
He muttered: "We have been farming for decades, but you, who know nothing, have caught up..." His words were both gratifying and a bit sour.
While stacking bundles of milkvetch in plastic storage baskets, I did not forget to say:
"You remember that Ziyunying left two or three kilograms for your uncle and aunt. Last time, she said she would send wild vegetables, but she was so busy the next day that she didn't take care of them. Now the wild vegetables are old."
“You have been selling vegetables for a few months now. It would be inappropriate if you don’t deliver them this time.”
Song Tan nodded: "Okay, I will definitely not forget it this time."
This time when I went to the vegetable market, there were more aunties waiting on the roadside.
The guys even helped carry the basket, so that they could buy food quickly. Qiao Qiao took out the QR code and stuck it on her chest, then took the plastic bag and was ready to go!
He has been very good at counting recently, and the aunts are willing to let him come to get the food. Qiaoqiao has been in the limelight for a while, and he is very active.
“Girl, you accept reservations and deliver the goods to people from other places. Why don’t we accept reservations here? I’ll tell you on WeChat. It’s so easy to come, pick up the food and leave.”
Song Tan smiled so much that his dimples were exposed, he was sweet and sweet:
“Auntie, they pay for the postage, which is dozens of dollars more for each shipment.”
“And people from other places can’t eat good food like ours, unlike you, auntie, who has a discerning eye and can identify it at a glance.”
“Ah! You little girl is really good at talking...”
The aunts happily paid and left with a few bundles of vegetables.
In fact, it is not the reason for the postage, but because the process of booking payment is very cumbersome, and it is easy to make mistakes if you are not careful.
The current volume is not large, and there is only this one crop. It is not worthwhile to develop a small program for this purpose.
Song Tan is also busy at home every day, so there is no need to do this.
They are very lively here, and people in the vegetable market are not surprised.
A girl and her silly brother drove a pickup truck here every day to set up a stall and sell vegetables. The food they sold was very expensive, and they sold extremely fast!
People in this vegetable market have been watching it for more than a day or two. Not only the nearby vendors are asking about it, but even the vegetable buyers can’t help but want to join in the fun and ask:
“Sister, you buy food at this stall every day. Do you do that kind of group buying?”
“No!” the aunt said confidently.
How can she fiddle with group buying on her mobile phone? She has been buying food from the wet market her whole life:
"This girl's food is good. Let's wait in advance to see what time she comes over in that group."
I looked at the vegetable stall behind me: "Are there two baskets left? They will probably be sold out in half an hour."
Even though everyone knows it every day, they can’t help but be surprised when they hear this efficiency——
This is not the busiest morning market, it is mid-morning, around 9 or 10 o'clock! Is it possible to sell this kind of fresh leafy vegetables at this speed at this time?
“Then what’s so good about this dish? It costs twenty yuan to buy it, so a family needs to eat a hundred yuan a day.”
The vegetable vendor next door couldn't help but want to ask. This way of eating is too arrogant.
There is also this eldest sister, who looks at her coldly, coming here every day and not willing to spend a hundred and eighty yuan every time - how rich is this family?
Two updates, it’s gone... Readers from the production team, please tell me to take a breather.
(End of this chapter)