Chapter 341 341. Uncle’s Watermelon
Uncle took the knife and couldn't wait to cut it open, and even called Song Tan to come and eat——
This is really...
Song Tan quickly shook his head: "No, no, we have enough to eat at home. Auntie, you can eat this melon. I will send some watermelons to my uncle later, so I won't keep any more."
Brother Yan Ping gave me a lot of advice, don’t stay too long and give me a chance to chat! Otherwise, how would you be able to withstand the thought of returning to the city to take the official exam?
"You kid, why are you leaving in such a hurry!" The aunt quickly stopped her: "There are watermelons at home, and I will bring you two more baskets of peaches..."
Before he finished speaking, another truck came outside, and Didi honked the horn twice.
The uncle put down the kitchen knife in his hand and rushed out again without even having time to express his admiration -
“Coming!”
Seeing this, Song Tan quickly rubbed oil on the soles of her feet: "The aunts are busy first, let's go first! I'll see you another day when I have time."
“Remember, keep the watermelon for yourself!”
Auntie looked at Tan Tan and then at the driver outside who was rushing to unload the goods. She couldn't help but sigh at this moment.
Then he hurriedly watched Song Tan get into the car, waved his hand, and went back to move the baskets and unload the goods.
As the car drove out of the wholesale market, Qiao Qiao subconsciously touched her chest: "Sister, I was so nervous just now."
Song Tan was surprised: "Yeah, you know how nervous you are now?"
Qiao Qiao nodded very seriously: "When Auntie spoke, I thought of Brother Yan Ping begging me, and my heart started pounding."
“Hahahahaha…” How many people did Zhang Yanping ask for?
Song Tan was overjoyed.
He looked at the sky again and said, "It's almost 8 o'clock. Let's hurry up. We have to send it to grandma's house when we get back later."
This time I went straight to my uncle’s house.
Just in case, Song Tan made a call first:
“Uncle, some of the first watermelons at home are ripe. Qiaoqiao and I will send some over later. Are you at home?”
“Here you are…” the uncle said politely.
“Wait a moment—”
Auntie's voice came out on the phone. After a while, the call changed hands: "Tan Tan, we have to go up the stairs at home, which is inconvenient. Let's wait in the store. We haven't gone back yet."
The uncle also followed the good example and replied on the phone: "Yes, Tan Tan, you can go directly to the door of my store and we will move it back ourselves."
Song Tan:…
Zi Yihe, don’t play the TV show so loudly, she really believes that she is in the store right now.
Auntie’s little shrewdness is of no use at all, all of it is used on this -
The hardware store is open at eight or nine o'clock, so what customers are we waiting for?
He was clearly at home, and he even wanted to take the melon to the hardware store. It was clear that he didn’t want to keep anyone around or entertain anyone.
However, the uncle didn’t want to entertain him, so they didn’t want to stay longer!
At this moment, the car turned around and went directly to the door of the hardware store.
After getting out of the car, Song Tan also asked Qiao Qiao: "Remember to mention later that this watermelon costs 20 yuan a pound!"
Qiaoqiao nodded seriously.
Then he looked at the three small watermelons and became happy again: "I can hold three this time!"
“Okay, okay! I’m here to hold you. Don’t fall, or we’ll have to give you another one.”
Qiaoqiao nodded cautiously, carefully held the three of them in her arms, and then walked forward.
Auntie really doesn’t have the talent to tell lies, so don’t tell her next time, right? Strangely boring. After waiting for a few minutes, he saw a couple wandering over by the roadside. Uncle Song was still a little embarrassed: "What...just now...we were in the store just now...you guys came so fast, I was still thinking about waiting. After a while..."
Song Tan smiled and said nothing as the preface and postscript were not matched.
The rolling shutter opened and the lights in the room turned on. Mao Li looked at the three small watermelons in Qiaoqiao's arms, and then at the empty space behind him, and her tone of voice became sharp:
“Just these three melons? You can also buy them at the fruit shop at the entrance of this place so far away. It’s really not that big of a deal.”
Song Tan also laughed: "The fruit shop costs more than ten yuan a pound, I'm afraid you won't be able to part with it."
Then he looked at Uncle Song:
“Uncle, the first batch of melons my family planted were early melons, which are famous for their small size. This melon is not too big, but its taste is first-class.”
Qiaoqiao also nodded seriously: "It's 20 yuan a pound!"
Good guy, this time the uncle didn’t listen to two opinions, but...
“20 yuan a pound?!”
The eldest aunt jumped up: "Can anyone buy such an expensive watermelon?"
"I don't know either." Song Tan said in a mocking tone: "Anyway, we fixed the price and only sold two or three hundred pieces in the afternoon."
Two or three hundred?
Mao Li made a rough calculation in her mind - if one weighs three kilograms, these three melons will cost one or two hundred yuan!
But the uncle stood there, looking at the three small watermelons at this moment, frowning, and then said seriously: "Tantan, you have to be down-to-earth in business, and the same goes for agricultural products. If you sell this melon for 20, you are a profiteer. , If I tell the people in the village, I will feel ashamed even when I go out!"
Song Tan:…
There is a certain truth in what he said, but it’s okay for others to say it. The uncle has tasted so many things from his own family, how can he still say this?
Still ashamed of your face? Got a black hole on your face?
“Uncle, wasn’t the food I sent you worth 20 yuan per catty? Wasn’t it delicious?”
Uncle Song: “…”
It’s delicious, it’s unprecedentedly delicious, and it’s definitely worth the 20 yuan, but isn’t this the way to teach children how to be a good person?
Why does this child not look like a girl? He is not obedient and sensible at all.
He thought about it for a while, and finally felt that it was just like what Mao Li said, after Song Tan earned a little money, he became a man of despair and couldn't bear to listen to the advice of his elders.
At this moment, he sighed: "Forget it, you young people don't like to listen to my nagging. I won't be annoying anymore."
Song Tan thought: She is willing to listen to nagging, and she has plenty of patience. But for people you hate, there is no need to wrong yourself.
Having been here for a long time, the water dispenser is next to it. The two of them didn't even ask for a sip of water, and the fan in the store didn't turn on. As soon as the rolling shutter was opened, it was very hot in the store, and Qiao Qiao's head was so hot that she started to sweat.
Fortunately, these two couples can also enjoy the heat.
Furthermore, three kilograms of watermelon is not big, but what is the price of watermelon now?
Especially this kind of small one. When Song Tan went to the fruit shop, they called it hand-peeled watermelon, and it cost 11 or 2 yuan a pound!
“Uncle, look at what you said, it’s getting late, so it’s inconvenient to talk here!”
Song Tan faked a smile:
"If you take the time to go back to your hometown, let's talk about business slowly. I still have many things to ask."
Mao Li immediately shouted: "That can't be done!"
"Recently, school is going to be in session again, and Ziyi has to go to cram school. There are still people guarding this store. How can you spare the time if you work all day long? Let's go back during the holidays."
Ah, there should be a watermelon sponsor here!
There is one more chapter, later.
Uncle—he is full of fatherliness, and his wife tries to reason with him.
Hand-peeled watermelon is really expensive, the skin is thin, and it is small. I wanted to buy it several times during the summer, but was persuaded not to buy it because of the price.
(End of this chapter)