Chapter 97: 97 What to plant in the back hill?

Chapter 97 97. What to plant in the back hill?

Just like that, Qiaoqiao carried all the fry back with a plastic bag in each hand.

Grandmothers Wang Lifen and Wu Lan were busy washing and washing themselves in the yard.

There is no other way. According to local rules, if you ask the villagers to work, you must include a lunch. Song Tan's family of four, grandparents, Zhang Yanping, the young man who drives the excavator who lives at home, and Song Sancheng's three old guys who help with the work on the back mountain...

There are eleven people in total, but because the food at home tastes good, except for Song Tan, who has an average appetite, the others can only eat two or three bowls at a meal.

Cooking and cooking is a huge undertaking.

Song Sancheng is too busy now, and so is Ulan. He has to go to the fields with Song Tan and Qiao Qiao early in the morning to pick milkvetch.

As the weather gets warmer, more and more vetches are in bud in the fields. They can no longer be picked because they are old and cannot be eaten.

Hence, in order to ensure quality, the daily picking and sorting time has increased.

What's more, since knowing that the milk vetch won't last long, more and more people have come to the wet market to buy vegetables. They buy them in dozens and dozens of pounds, and then go home to blanch and freeze them, so that they can eat them until the Chinese New Year.

No, Song Tan added another order early this morning: "Mom, we have to ship another two thousand kilograms to other places today."

To this end, the whole family was mobilized.

Ulan was still wondering: "Is he going to sell it wholesale?"

Song Tan shook his head: "No, he said that his family runs a farmhouse. After the milkvetch is distributed, it will be blanched and frozen, and then each guest will be served a portion."

Whether it’s cooking, making soup, or something else, it’s just wild vegetables that grow in the fields. The quantity is not large, so we don’t sell them, we only make them as gifts.

Good guy, a guest like the clouds is coming during this time!

 Spring is originally a good season for eating wild vegetables. After such a deal, everyone knows that this farmhouse has an excellent reputation and its income has greatly increased.

Of course, the young man who bought vegetables didn’t reveal the inside story, but Song Tan guessed it.

In the past, Ulan was only happy about making money. But now she still has to figure out how to do it quickly and well without delaying lunch cooking.

There is too much work and it is also troublesome.

but…

“Hey, with this sum of 40,000 yuan, plus the money from the vegetables sold in the past two days, can we pay the remaining contracting fee in full?”

Otherwise, it will feel bad if you keep owing money.

Song Tan cruelly broke her fantasy: "Mom, since Houshan plans to receive subsidies to plant fruit trees, we have planted all kinds of fruit trees, and we can't grow white trees. We will see the results this year."

For three or five years of big seedlings, there are many acres of land, planting a hundred trees, and this has to be smashed in 20,000.

"You still have to hire someone to plant and water it, right? This hill has to rely on the pond below. It will cost a lot of money to buy an electric water pump with a roll of long pipe. It's just a piece of inconspicuous stuff."

“And in our field...”

Before Song Tan finished explaining, he saw that Ulan had closed his eyes in pain:

"Okay, okay, stop being so nagging."

Then he asked: "Has the honey been sold? This is also money!"

Is there anything that cannot be sold?

With a shout in the group, the out-of-town customer who wanted two thousand kilograms of milkvetch also asked for ten bottles in one go.

There are only thirteen bottles in total, and now there is only one bottle left to drink, and the inventory is empty.

Ask what people do when they wholesale it? He said he planned to mix honey water as a gift.

Song Tan thought, if the time was not too short and the profit point had not yet been calculated, this young man with a vision might have turned tea into their signature product! Ulan packed up the vegetables on hand and directed Song Tan: "If you have time, go to the back mountain and feed the pigs, chickens and ducks."

Song Tanshan took a trip and took a look at a group of little ducks. When he came back, he had another idea:

“Mom, I think these ducks are moulting. Let’s build a duck shed at the pond in the back mountain.”

 Originally, we planned to put it in the pond on the field side to raise, but the field side is a regular square with a rounded edge, while the pond in the back mountain is like a mirror with a handle. The handle of the mirror can just be used to build a simple duck shed. Then the whole back mountain will be watched by the king. It can be seen from top to bottom, and it is easy to manage.

Ulan thought for a while: "Don't worry, we'll do it after the mountain is cleared. The fruit trees are the most important thing now!"

April doesn’t wait for anyone!

Then he remembered: "What are you going to plant?"

Song Tan was still humming:

“After all, express delivery is still a bit inconvenient here, and the mountain roads are bumpy. I see that the town has not had much money to build roads for us in the past two years.”

In the suburbs, you can even set up an orchard or something to pick and sell on the spot, but they can't do that here.

Those who don’t get motion sickness will get motion sickness on this trip. The road is really difficult.

“In this case, we must plant the kind that can hold up and have strong skin that is not afraid of collisions.”

Ulan thought for a while: "Is that apple? Pear? Pomegranate, date? Grape?"

She couldn't think of anything else.

Anyway, you can’t grow local cherries like the one at your doorstep. They are delicious, but when you pick them, you can’t cover them, squeeze them, and avoid collisions. It’s not good if you don’t eat them for a long time.

Song Tan also hesitated: "I haven't thought about it yet."

This wave is really due to the boldness of those who are experts in spiritual energy. It would be strange for any farmer to be so reckless and without a plan and not lose money.

Just as he was talking, Zhang Yanping came back wearing a straw hat and carrying a rake, like an authentic old farmer with slumped shoulders.

He had a mournful face:

“Sister, no matter what you plan to plant, I have someone. I’ll contact you! Take me with you and let’s go select the seedlings.”

I really don’t want to go up the mountain anymore.

Wulan laughed loudly: "Yan Ping, if that doesn't work, you should go home. If you continue to work at my aunt's place day in and day out, your mother will really feel bad for you."

Zhang Yanping was about to cry but had no tears: Does he not want to go back? It was obviously his mother who called every day and ordered him to stay here!

However, the aunt finally said something fair: "Tan Tan, you really have to ask Yan Ping what you want to grow. Your aunt said that he is tricky! He will eat whatever is delicious. The imported fruits in the store are all He was blown away."

“Our things are so expensive, so if you want to grow something expensive, you should grow something expensive.”

Zhang Yanping perked up: "Yes! You have to listen to me on this matter! Let me think about it - apples and oranges don't grow well here. There is no other reason than a climate problem. Let's rule it out."

“Grapes are no good. Zhengjiagou grapes are famous throughout the city. It will be much more difficult for us to grab the market.”

“Domestic cherries and blueberries are very popular now, but the lighting here is not as good as others, and there are many of them grown in the suburbs, and they are all run as plantations. For us novices, the risk is a bit high.”

"By the way, Huacheng's kiwis are very famous. Our climates are close to each other. Would you consider kiwis or kiwis? Those are climbing vines and are quite durable before they are ripe."

In the past two days, there were even fewer incidents that had their own reasons. Today, there are tens of thousands of incidents every day!

I’m working hard to finish the manuscript, thank you for your support!

(End of this chapter)

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