Chapter 373 373. Qianqian appears
"I said, do you want to have a boyfriend? Many of my classmates are in good condition."
As the car drove along, Xin Jun also joked.
Facing this question, Song Tan still gave the same snake oil answer: "Let's talk, how many alternatives are there? I'll call the rice harvesters over in a while, and I'll see who is the most suitable for me."
Xin Jun:…
Who do you think is suitable for you? Let’s talk about who is suitable for your rice field? In two months, will we have to see who is suitable for Taolin?
"Yes, I asked in vain. Among my classmates, if nothing else, none of them can cut rice."
So he changed the topic neatly:
“When it’s time to plant the second crop of rice, should we plow the fields and transplant the rice again? Or should we keep the straw and grow rice directly?”
The so-called "rice grandson" is a rural slang from Xin Jun's hometown - when harvesting rice, long straw is left in the field, and then the field is continuously watered and fertilized. The second crop of rice will grow back along the original straw.
The advantage is that it is convenient and labor-saving, but the disadvantage is that the yield is only half of the original at most, so it is suitable for those who do not have enough time to plant the second crop of rice.
Song Tan shook his head.
She planted the rice seedlings several months earlier this year in order to produce enough rice for the second crop.
“That won’t work.”
“It won’t be enough to grow rice like that—our family’s appetite is too big. So we have to plant it again in two days. When the seedlings grow, we will officially cut the rice.”
The rice in the field is now green and yellow, and is not far from maturity.
When it comes to food intake, Xin Sanwan is embarrassed to say anything.
Honestly, he really doesn’t have such a good appetite at home!
It must be that teaching Qiaoqiao every day is too taxing—it’s not like he can eat it.
…
The pickup truck drove steadily and stopped at the vegetable market just before everyone got off work.
As soon as Song Tan got out of the car, a large group of people gathered around him!
But the person who rushed over first was someone from the police station in the neighboring district. He stretched out his hand and opened his palm -
“You want 5?” Song Tan was curious.
“No!” The young man from the opposite side ran over all the way. He was still breathing, and now he said without hesitation, “I want fifty!”
Outrageous! !
The aunt behind you is not happy for now!
There are only one or two hundred melons in this cart. If you open your mouth and ask for 50, are you not caring about the melons of the masses?
Besides, melons are so expensive, why do you need so many?
Feeling the death rays around him, the little policeman was helpless: "There are only seven or eight people in our office alone..."
Who doesn’t have relatives, friends, parents, and a daughter-in-law? After all, it’s not enough points for each person to take 5 home!
Song Tan also sighed: "Why don't you make an appointment on the mini program first? I'm not even prepared."
The young man was also very sad: "There are only 150 mini programs on your shelves, and they were all gone before I could grab them."
Song Tan: ...misstep.
Originally, fifty were reserved for individual customers. After all, these watermelons are expensive, so everyone should be extra cautious when buying them.
But who allowed himself to carry two of them last time?
No, it tastes good!
She thought for a while and said, "Well, you guys want too much, and we really don't have any today. Otherwise, just try a few here and count them tomorrow, and I'll bring you another cart directly."
"OK!"
So now I picked and picked from a cart of watermelons, and accurately picked out the 5 biggest ones.
The old aunt behind her felt hot in her eyes, and then she took out her order:
“My daughter ordered three, and she wanted the biggest one!” ˜˜˜˜ Because each watermelon needs to be weighed, I had the experience of selling watermelons for the first time. Later, these were no longer marked with prices. Instead, they needed to be ordered in advance, and then according to the appointment. Quantity will be delivered.
At this moment, there is no need to repeatedly calculate the price and refund more or make up less. Even if Song Tan sells by herself, the process will go faster.
Everyone is equally happy and heartbroken - the good thing is that I got another melon today, and I feel it is so sweet when I go back to nibble on the skin!
What makes me sad is that this melon is so expensive.
Not to mention anything else, the young man selling watermelons across from the pickup truck only costs two yuan a pound for his stone-cracked melons!
In a while, when watermelons come out, local melons will become cheaper.
“Boss, these melons are now on the market, why don’t you lower the price?”
Someone finally couldn't help but ask.
The price of a bite of meat makes my heart tremble!
Song Tan was honest and helpless: "I would like to lower the price, but the cost is here - just ask, can the cost of growing my melons be the same as the melons they sell?"
Everyone stopped talking.
Such a delicious melon must be very different. Otherwise, why don’t others plant it? And why would they rather buy this expensive one than a cheap one?
I just hate that I don’t make enough money!
…
The melons are being sold in full swing here. Xin Jun has already neatly selected his mobile phone and strolled to the vegetable market carrying the box.
Before everyone could gossip about why there was a young man here, Song Tan pointed his hand: "Just in time, the cold drink wholesale store in front wholesales 100 ice creams. You can choose the type yourself. I will transfer the price to you later."
"Okay." Xin Jun felt his scalp numb as he looked at the dense crowd of people, and now he rushed into the cold drink shop.
At this moment, Wu Qianqian walked here wearing a pair of slippers. I don’t know if it was the crow’s mouth on the road or something else.
She originally wanted to sell ice cream wholesale, because her home was in a community above the vegetable market. It was cooler in the evening, so her mother forced her to go out for a walk and buy cold drinks.
Far away, you can see Song Tan standing next to an old pickup truck, neatly weighing watermelons to others—
Her heart was filled with joy!
How to say? My classmates who were better than me in everything when I was in school are now reduced to selling vegetables and melons in the vegetable market - why doesn't it make people feel superior?
At this moment, she had forgotten the price of wild vegetables before.
Think again about how Song Tan and Xin Jun chose furniture together before...
snort!
It was because old and new hatreds were flooding into my heart that I simply took out my mobile phone, quickly took a video, and then sent it directly to the group of classmates.
【Look at our class beauties, life is really difficult now. It was thirty-six to seven degrees outside, and she was selling watermelons at the vegetable market, with no one around to help her. Looking at how embarrassed she was, I felt a little sorry for her...]
Let’s lay the groundwork first, let’s have some tea talk later—
Wu Qianqian went through this process in her mind.
However, before I even finished typing the words, I saw a series of exclamation points being sent out in the group—
！ ! 】
【Be good! I thought Song Tan was good-looking when she was in school, but I didn't expect that she looks so good-looking now! 】
：Does she have a boyfriend? Let me introduce. How nice it is to have an old classmate who knows the basics! 】
你script worn on 五千千 , where is the embarrassment ? Look at this beauty, with her icy muscles and jade bones, she doesn’t even shed a drop of sweat! 】
【Song Tan is so beautiful, I have nothing left! 】
Finished writing... Everything will be updated after the New Year.
Good night football player.
(End of this chapter)