Chapter 70 70. Green peppercorns
Zhang Yanping never expected that despite his lovable appearance, he would not go through three rounds in the hands of the market aunt!
It goes like this—
Didn’t he take Qiao Qiao’s place and help Song Tan sell vegetables?
Logically speaking, this is not difficult. Here he packed the dishes quickly and quoted the price:
“Sixty.”
The aunt’s face here is tense:
“Girl, where did you find the helper? No! Look at him, he’s not happy at all.”
Zhang Yanping touched his face in disbelief.
His tall, fair, and chubby appearance is liked by all the middle-aged aunts! There's no reason to fail here, right?
So the next red-haired aunt came, and he deliberately forced out a loving smile.
The red-haired aunt bought a lot this time. It is said that she has developed a new pickle recipe and makes some every day. She saves different flavors and gives them to children from other places, which is very popular.
However, this time, when Zhang Yanping stuffed the milkvetch into the bag with a smile, he saw the red-haired aunt saying critically:
“Hey, young man, your smile is not as good-looking as Qiao Qiao’s, so don’t force yourself!”
Zhang Yanping couldn’t hold back the smile on his face.
The most fatal thing is that the remaining aunt speaks even meaner words——
"This young man must be thirty, right? Just like Xiao Qiaoqiao, he is really an old cucumber painted green..."
Zhang Yan was so angry!
He is only twenty-six years old!
Twenty-six!
Only eight years older than Qiaoqiao, he is still in his prime, so why is he just an old cucumber with green paint?
But that aunt had already gone away, and a new aunt lined up to come forward again, so he had no choice but to continue to be a numb tool person.
When the vegetables were almost sold out, an uncle came over in a hurry:
“Girl, where is my tea?”
As he spoke, he looked left and right like a thief.
Zhang Yanping knew that this was the die-hard fan who only bought one tael!
Turning around to see Zhang Yanping, he also looked surprised.
Zhang Yanping: ...as for that?
Seeing that the customer looked nervous, he asked: "What are you doing?"
The other party whispered: "I bought it secretly. The tea is too expensive. Aren't I afraid that my family will see it?"
He took the tea leaves, opened the sealed bag, and dug out the small packet wrapped in white paper, his expression wrinkled.
Then he opened a corner of the white paper, lowered his head and took a deep breath——
With just such a movement, the smile on his face spread layer by layer, and his face was full of impatience at this moment:
“Smells! It smells so good!”
So he hurriedly put the things back into the bag and ran back without stopping.
The vegetable vendor next door squeezed over and looked at Song Tan curiously:
“What are you selling this for? It’s so mysterious.”
He didn’t say anything, but his actions and demeanor were like selling something secretly underground, which was very criminal.
When Song Tan saw him, he quickly packed the five kilograms of milkvetch that the other party wanted yesterday:
“I just picked it this morning and it’s still fresh.”
The vegetable seller looked left and right, and with a quick movement of lightning, he took the bag of vegetables and carefully hid it behind his stall.
This kind of sneaky transaction is no different from the uncle who just bought tea.
“The tea leaves roasted at home are relatively expensive, so everyone is cautious.”
The vegetable seller couldn’t help but get ready to make another move:
"Your tea..." However, Song Tan didn't have time to wait for him to worry about it today. Instead, he packed up the basket and said, "Brother Yan Ping, let's go."
…
This time they went to the Flower City, a two-and-a-half-hour drive.
There is no need to go into the city, the suburbs are their destination - Xinxin Garden.
I don’t know where Zhang Yanping knew these many people. Song Tan couldn’t find everything in Taotaobao, but this Xinxin Flower Garden really brought out a total of two hundred golden cherry trees in one go!
At the beginning of spring, these golden cherry trees were deeply pruned last winter, and now they look bare and not good-looking.
But as long as you look carefully, you will know that the root system is well developed and the vitality is strong. It is indeed a large seedling in its prime.
Song Tan pointed at a few of them with obviously weaker root systems, but saw the boss touching his head and smiling coquettishly:
“Girl, your eyes are quite good... But what, the thorns of this primitive species are really difficult to deal with, and no one has bought it after growing it for several years.”
“You need it all of a sudden, but I can’t get two hundred trees here, so I pulled a few out of the flower pot, just a little bit weaker. I originally planned to do rose grafting and cultivation..."
As the boss spoke, he showed reluctance on his face:
“But you won’t suffer either.”
He quickly dug out a particularly strong and huge one from the pile of pruned golden cherry trees:
"This tree is the mother plant of these seedlings. It is very strong. Before, I wouldn't have sold it for fifty yuan!"
Since the boss said that this tree is the female parent, it proves that all the golden cherry blossoms today are propagated from its cuttings. Generally speaking, the female parent will be more majestic.
This wave is not a loss.
Song Tan was also very satisfied.
The plants she picked out just had weak root systems, which didn't mean they wouldn't grow well, but this female plant was really an unexpected harvest.
Thick and strong, with well-developed root system. This one tree alone can take care of a space of six to seven square meters.
Both parties were very happy.
It’s just that even if he comes to pick up the goods in person, the boss will not pay a penny less for the 3,000 yuan payment.
But Zhang Yanping was just like his own family, dragging Song Tan around in other people's flower gardens.
However, most of the flowers here are ornamental flowers, many of which are specially cultivated horticultural varieties, which cannot exert great economic value in rural areas.
Song Tan looked at it again and again, and finally focused on a budding tree in the corner:
"What's this?"
The boss was stunned, and after thinking for a while, he finally remembered: "It's green peppercorns."
Sichuan peppercorn?
Song Tan's heart moved: "Boss, I won't bargain with you for anything else. Give me this pepper tree."
The boss was stunned: "But this is what I grow at home to eat, and I haven't taken any care of it..."
"It's okay!" Song Tan said firmly: "I think your green peppercorns are quite good. We don't grow much in Yuncheng."
The boss settled the score in silence: It's fine to go along with him, but he won't accept bargaining anyway. Besides, this thing is not expensive. He thought about the batch of golden cherry blossoms that almost hit his hands, and finally agreed.
Zhang Yanping didn't understand, what did Song Tan want to do with a pepper tree? This thing is a condiment, you can eat as much as you want at home! You can just buy whatever you want, why do you need to plant one separately?
Song Tan has already turned his head:
“Brother Yanping, I remember that grass carp is more suitable for making pepper and pickled fish pot, right?”
Green and red peppercorn pickled fish...suck! !
Having said this, Zhang Yanping also felt a little hungry.
Tantan’s purpose: Whatever I can eat and whatever I want to eat, I have to grow it myself.
Money comes second.
besides. But I guess it’s afternoon or evening.
(End of this chapter)