The old pickup truck has been used to transport pigs and put vegetables away. Song Tan never thought that one day it would be used to transport people...
The mountains and forests on both sides of the road are dark, and the solar street lights can only dimly illuminate the white road. Winter nights are quiet and easy to imagine...
Song Tan was not afraid of anything, and Qiao Qiao didn't think about anything. Instead, he squatted in the truck bed with his hat on and was happy:
“Sister, we seem to be selling piglets!”
After a pause, he corrected: "No, they are all big pigs."
The big pigs’ hot drunkenness has long since dissipated in the yard, and now they are being blown away by the night wind and squatting down to maintain their balance. They are as well-behaved as sculptures at this moment.
Song Tan heard only a few words in front of him and couldn't help but laugh too - instead of pulling a pig, he was clearly selling someone!
Drinking is harmful to people!
The dormitory on the mountain has been tidied up, but it is much colder than the one at the foot of the mountain. Now the only people staying there are Aunt Lianhua, Professor Song and his wife, and Master Jiang and his wife...
Eh? !
Song Tan reacted: "Where are Professor Song, Master Jiang and the others?"
Qiaoqiao got off the car and asked curiously: "Sister, have you forgotten? They only drank half of the glass before they poured it over, and the rest of the wine was drunk by several brothers."
Song Tan: ...Report a little, I really forgot!
After all, when you first started to show off your rice, who would remember the person who lay down on the chair and fell asleep after just one round? They are probably still sitting in the restaurant at this moment!
She called to Qiaoqiao: "Xiao Zhu, Party Secretary, just gave you the key. Go and open the door and turn on the air conditioner."
In the middle of winter, no one in the village uses air conditioners, but so many air conditioners can still be activated. If in the summer, several dormitories here start up at the same time, the transformers will be overwhelmed in an instant.
Maybe Party Secretary Zhu is really thinking about inviting the leaders to come, but for such a matter as electronic reform, he really has to speak up.
The rooms are all in a row, so the group of people, large and small, doesn't care too much. Two beds are enough for sleeping. So Qiao Qiao moved very quickly—
Open the door, turn on the lights, and turn on the air conditioner, all at once.
Then when he came back to the door, he saw that Song Tan disliked the other person for being too slow to get out of the car, so he got up again, inserted the same hand into his armpit, and put his whole body on the ground.
"Go, take off your shoes, take off your coat, and cover yourself with a quilt."
Just a few old men, those young people crawling on the ground were really covered in dust!
Now that they were squatting, Song Tan sighed and said, "Take off your outer clothes, otherwise you have to wash the quilt."
"You take care of them first, and I'll go down the mountain and bring up the few who are left behind."
As he was talking, he heard the buzz of a tricycle not far away.
Song Tan took two steps forward and saw Ulan riding his family's maroon tricycle on the slope, with several people squatting in the back of the car.
You can only see it when you are close - where is the squatting place? It was clearly Professor Song and his wife and Master Jiang and his wife who were lying on the board and sleeping, lying sprawled out on the board!
And Aunt Lianhua squatted pitifully in the corner, with almost nowhere to step.
“You said this is the same for this old lady!” Ulan stopped the car and couldn’t help complaining:
"I told her that our white wine is very strong, and it's good for her to have a taste. She insisted that she used to taste red wine at home every now and then... Oops, don't I know about that red wine? Can it be the same as our grain wine? ?”
This dinner was so good that I didn't finish it. If they hadn't looked at me, I would have slipped under the table.
Aunt Lianhua also wiped her sweat and struggled to drag the person down from the tricycle - after all, if a person is drunk, dragging him will be really hard!
Song Tan quickly took over: "Auntie, I'll carry it. You and your mother can go and help clean up the room."
The two of them had to touch their pockets for a while before taking out the keys.…
After a whole night of fussing, it was already past eight o'clock when everything was packed up. Ulan, Song Tan, Qiao Qiao and grandma were warming themselves by the fire and eating strawberries. The little old lady couldn't help but ask:
“These strawberries are so delicious. If I plant more next year, how much will they cost per kilogram?”
Song Tan thought for a while: "One hundred... No, Boss Chang is too greedy. He must take it all. Then it will be 130 for wholesale and 188 for online shopping."
Grandma hissed, obviously shocked.
But as the head of the family, the little old lady has her own wisdom—that is, since she doesn’t make money and has never made money, she won’t give blind advice to her promising children and grandchildren.
So I just said: "If I had known that radish and cabbage could make money, I would have planted some this year."
Song Tan laughed: "Grandma, your vegetable plot is all reserved for me to raise seedlings. Where can I plant them? And the radish and cabbage are grown by the villagers. If they want the seedlings later, they can protect me."
“If you are willing, I will ask Tian Tian to come over tomorrow, and you can go with her to look at the strawberries in her field.”
“When you learn how to do it, I will return the vegetable field to you next year, and I will get you some seedlings. You can plant strawberries.”
Although there are many and trivial things to pay attention to when growing strawberries, it is not very laborious and even the elderly can do it. And the strawberries are more expensive, so you can make more money.
Grandma was curious: "How much does a pound of strawberries like ours cost?"
Song Tan is not clear about this: "They delayed the fruiting over there to raise seedlings. There are a few mature ones just now, and I haven't tasted them yet. Tian Tian will go back to clean up today, and Lao Zhao will come over tomorrow and let him taste them. Say a price."
“But I guess it won’t be less than 40 per pound.”
This season, good strawberries on the market are actually priced at 15-20 yuan per catty. The ones sold at roadside stalls that are not in good quality can be bought for 7 yuan.
But as the New Year approaches, the price of strawberries will continue to rise. Even ordinary varieties of strawberries may be sold for 40 to 51 pounds by the New Year.
But these can’t be sold to Lao Zhao. The quantity is too small, and there will be more than one meal. Lao Zhao sells cabbage and radishes, so it’s troublesome to do this.
“Give it to Boss Chang, and let him quote a price for the pig-killing feast. By the way, let’s sell it in our village’s online store.”
Song Tan plans to sell this weakened version of radish, cabbage and strawberry in the village’s online store. Only in this way can he maintain the expectations of his own online store.
Boss Chang is very generous in his work. If he is going to take some back to give back to his customers, it should not be less than 60 per pound.
“60?”
The old lady's heart suddenly became hot and she immediately made an account in her mind -
She also heard Professor Song say that if the strawberries are grown well, they can produce several thousand kilograms per acre. At 60 per kilogram, isn't this more than what the old man can earn by leading people to weave straw mats?
"Okay, okay!" She was looking forward to it: "I will go back with Tian Tian to look at strawberries tomorrow. Tantan, give me one of your notebooks and pens. I'm learning to write at Douyin recently, and I'll be better."
Update three! Good night, good night!
Can't stay up late.
There are differences between people. Some authors make 20,000 a day without wavering for eight years, while some authors write 4,000 and have to live or die and take a vacation...
I admit, I am a little waste.